The Runaway (Purple Guy X Reader)

Chapter 1.5: But Nothing.

~[Chapter 1.5: But Nothing.]~

Bright, blinding lights shone into his eyes, and there had seemed to be nothing he can do about it.

His body felt numb. Frozen even. So there he was, standing as still as a tree in the middle of nowhere. And nowhere indeed was what his visual senses told him. There was a vast white, as far as the eye can see. It was oddly unsettling. Not only that, but he was alone. 

But it's not like being alone bothered him anyways. If anything, he should be accustomed to the 'loner life'. And deep within his pitiful, apathetic heart, he knew he deserved this life of solitude. All because he chose to run away from his damned problems and fears.

That was also precisely the reason behind this white room, if it can even be called a room. His luck cursed him with terrible memories that served as dreams. There were no breaks to this cycle of mental torture. He couldn't help but wonder if there was an end to this madness.

He forced his eyes shut, and clenched the nonexistent air with his hands. He could also feel his jaw instinctively lock into place as he prepared himself for memories of his misdoings that chose to haunt him.

But to his surprise, nothing came. 

A quiet whisper reached his ears, one that was oddly sweet compared to the blood-curdling screams and hateful jeers he grew to be familiar with. His body instantly relaxed despite the nagging curiosity, confusion, and fear that dwindled in his mind. Strangely enough, the voice somehow sounded familiar. But from who? It can't be a victim, that's for certain. This voice was far too sweet and kind for it to be from such a negative time of his life. For all he knew, it could have been someone he'd seen briefly, such as a store clerk... or something. His memory was not so well in the places he would have liked it to be.

He pushed aside his thoughts and noticeably slumped from where he stood. A small sigh left his lips, accompanied by his infamous lazy smile. Oh, not his grin. That grin was dedicated to another emotion and time. This time, it was genuine relief, for today was the day in which he was spared a reminder from his burdens. It's been a while since he's felt this way.

~[End of Chapter 1.5: But Nothing.]~

~[Very Serious Author's Note:]~

Heyyyy, I live, and so does Purple! I apologize for the wait of this chapter, I really do. There's been some problems in terms of uploading content, mostly due to real life issues like school and my damn laziness. But none the less, I bring you a noble sacrifice for your entertainment and general reading pleasure, it that's what my writing meets...

Eh, I'm still working on this. Turns out the next part didn't quite turn out the way I had wanted it to. So I'll be posting it up soon I hope. I've got a rough idea on certain events of the story, but I'm not sure how to write it all out... This is my first x Reader story afterall. So, the Point of View may be a little jumpy throughout. Just letting you know in advance. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

~[In Regards of My Wattpad (Experience)]~

As for a Wattpad Exclusive Note, I just came to update this here. I had originally published this min-filler chapter in AO3, one of the newer, "higher-up class" fanfiction sites out there. I had honestly almost forgotten about my Wattpad accounts, but here I am. Just letting you know, I'll publish my works there first, then Wattpad. I do however, kinda miss the Wattpad community. It's so silly and fun here, it's kinda ridiculous... in a good way I suppose? Haha, I wouldn't know. I do however, not miss the GIGANTIC PILE OF (ABSURD) 1D FANFICTIONS. There's still some in AO3, but either not as strange or not as much of them around in general... I think. Does it look like I'd check? .-.

~[Not So Serious Extra Note:]~

DID I GIVE YOU SOME FEELS?? SOMETHING?

Also, I feel bad because half of this is probably this excuse of a author's note...

Here's my AO3 links for all of my Sub-accounts: http://archiveofourown.org/users/SinnamonSatyrs/pseuds