Chris Motionless X Reader

I am not John Proctor

~~~A/n~~~

Probably gonna put this story on hold, little readers but thank you , but at the same time I want to work on the Sesshomaru and Andy one. I also have unpublished works I want to work on. So I may not post as much if it already isn't noticeable. I thank my readers for this story and hope you read on. If you have any requests, or suggestions please leave a comment or message me in private. Last chapter one reader ,so I doubt anyone will read this chapter and if they do thank you.

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(You pov)

I woke feeling amazing, Chris holds me close with a blanket draped across us. "Chris, " I said softly testing my voice. He moans softly waking. "I love you, " I smile and he pulls me closer . "I love you too, " he said now kissing my forehead. His eyes shot open as if he couldn't believe what happened had happened. He looks at me smiling kissing my lips softly. "You feeling okay, " he asked. "I feel amazing, " I purr taking soft bites on his chest causing him to groan. "We need to get the band together for practice, " Chris said. "I have a better idea, " a voice startled us. We look at a pissed off Abigail. In fear I shiver and Chris covers us more. "Get the hell out of bed and get dressed ," her voice leaves fear in me. Without a word i got dressed not taking my eyes off her, she was watching Chris get his boxers on under the blanket. Chris then got dressed the rest of the way. "John why, " Abigails voice sounds hurt and venerable. "I am not who you wish me to be I have never been John Proctor," Chris said Abigail getting closer to him. "Why did you love her John ," Abigail didn't listen to him," you showed me how to love, what there was to know. And now you show her a fake kind if Love? " "It was not fake, " he growls, " and didn't you hear me? I am not John Proctor." "The hell you are, " her voice took on rage," I called upon his spirit and you came about, John I know you are in there." She now was face to face with Chris holding his face causing my blood to boil. "John my John you must remember me, " she pleads now placing Chris's hand near her....

(Chris pov)

(y/n) cried out falling onto the bed she was out cold. "What did you do to her, " I asked in rage pushing Abigail away. "If you don't remember me John I am forced to take her away, " she said simply. I got on my knees before her taking her hands," then by god don't take her life, I am beginning you Abigail don't take her life." "Then love me John, " she whispered. "I can't do that, " I look at her, " I can't cheat, betray (y/n)." "Then I can not save her life, " Abigail said simplely. "Abby, " I said in the softes tone I could make, " please don't do this. " "Elizabeth will not win you, she will never," tears stung her eyes, " your hanging wasn't supposed to happen!" "Than give my past life that was taken an give it to her, let her live, " I plead. She looked like she was in thought. "Chris, " Ghost banged on the door clearly worried ," Chris open the door!! " "Fine, " Abigail hissed and vanished. The door was knocked off it's hinges, Ghost had knocked down the door. I rush to (y/n) and so did Ghost. She was still out cold but alive. I took a deep breath of relief. "What happened, " Ghost asked. "Abigail, " I told him ," she still thinks I am John Proctor." "Wasn't he hanged for witchcraft, " Ghost asked as he helped me move (y/n) so she wouldn't fall. I nod, " yes he did with his friends who wouldnt conference."

(Ash pov)

I woke finding Ghost and Chris taking in the backyard. I saw (y/n) come down the stairs, she looked lost. "Are you okay, " I asked my voice near mute. She looks at me startled as if she didn't know me. "Where am I, " she asked her voice shaking in fear. "Chris's house ,your fiancee, " I said and she came closer keeping a close eye on me. "What is your name, " she asked. "Ash," I answered then frowns," (y/n) what is going on? " She bolts for the front door my voice going out completely.

~~~Time skip~~~

(Chris pov)

It was now after the concert, Ash had lost her voice thanks to Ghost. I was worried, I couldn't find (y/n) anywhere. I pace back and forth in the bus, we were to move to the next state to play. I tried Her cell many times but it goes straight to voicemail. I get off the bus bumping into someone. I look to see (y/n). "(y/n)," I gasp hugging her tightly, " I was so worried." "Who are you, " she asked pulling out of my arms, " how do you know my name?? " "It is me Chris, " I was in shock, what happened to her? Was this my punishment for telling Abigail who would not listen that I was not John Proctor?