Nothing kills man faster than his own head.

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((this whole chapter is on jeffs pov. >:8))


I woke up in my room , and rub my head. I hate my dreams. I feel around the bed ..Wait , wheres (y/n)?
i groggily sit up and look around..This, isnt my room at the mansion....This is my old room at my house.. I hear a voice..."Honey breakfast is ready!" The hell? Thats defiantly not (y/n)....But i wish it was..I go to the bathroom to  find i am 16 again  , and have no cut face.....The fuck kind of sorcery is
this?

I walked downstairs , hands rubbing against the railing. I can feel every smooth and rough feeling. This feel great! They're all sitting at the kitchen table. They all look so happy..God , wouldnt i give one more moment. As im about to walk down into the room , someone passes right through me. It was me..But he looks so empty. He sits down at the table , eating quietly , and messing with his food.

What a brat i was , not even paying attention to his adoring family.! Everything turns black , they disintegrate. Why are they gone??




I woke up in sweat , and see (y/n) still sleeping , and it was still dark out. I decide to get up carfully and get some water. 

Today is going to be a very, irritating day. 


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