⋆˙ ⟡ . 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿. [𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿] ⌗ . ⟡

(12) ˖ ֹ੭୧ 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

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˖ ֹ੭୧ CW: 

- Swearing

- More Angst.

- References of Suicide

⊹ ࣪ ⑅ A / N:

- The first time it's ever been a Content Warning instead of a Trigger Warning.

- This chapter will finally include some images relating to the story, just like it said it would in the warnings section at the beginning.

- Oh, Btw BucketBettle mentions here! Finally.

- Enjoy.

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"[NAME]..?" You whispered, your voice cracking the second the realization hit you. You saw as they reached their hand out to your face, caressing it gently before tears over-wiped their hand. Your tears.

You quickly wrapped your arms around them tightly. Feeling as their hands soothed down your head to your neck.

"You're here you're here you're here.." You heard them mumble those words into the crook of your neck, sobbing softly as they held you.

You got caught on your on words, choking out a small cry before you spoke again.

"Are you.. real?"

Your words had caught them off guard, and they pulled away to look at you once more. "Yes.. It's me, [NAME] i'm here, i'm here right now.. I'm here." Their voice was calm and gentle as they reassured you.

Their hands slides back and forth on your shoulders, a small smile presented on their face overlapped with their tears. You cried again at the sight.

"I just can't tell what's real or not anymore.. everything has been so confusing.." You told them softly. Even though it was so much more than that.

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The reminder of the nightmare from an hour or two ago kept rumbling throughout the passageways of your mind, echoing and reminding you of [NAME]'s touch and voice. And their bleeding head rolling out toward you.