I became obsessed. He became my priority. I had to find him, I had to summon him. I spent hours thinking of how I could possibly summon him back to me. I looked up theories, I looked up every single one that existed. I came up with my own theories to try and find a way to call him back to me.
I made a shrine, it consisted of every picture I could find of him, thirteen candles, and a piece of his delicious lemony felt fuzz. I did summoning rituals, I prayed for him to come back to me, I used a ouija board to try and summon Reggie's spirit to tell me how to get him back, nothing worked.
My last resort was to call out to him using my voice. I screamed, "ROY! PLEASE COME BACK TO ME, I'M SORRY I SCREAMED AT YOU I WAS SCARED AND CONFUSED BUT I'M OKAY NOW, PLEASE!" No answer.
I snuggled back into my bed and cried. I sobbed my heart out. I wanted to see him so badly. The uncomfortable feeling I had before with Roy had completely disappeared, now I felt a need, a wanting, a desire for him. I needed him next to me at night. I needed his presence with me. I needed his body.
A/N - Btw, if you still haven't noticed that this entire story is an inside joke with my friend, then now you know.
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Lemon Felt // A Don't Hug Me I'm Scared Fanfiction
FanfictionHis skin was the color of overripe lemons, and the touch of his fingers against me were like soft felt. Oh, did that turn me on.
