[ JacksepticeyeXReaderXMarkiplier ] ➳ Awake

Chapter 1

(Y/N) gasped.

It seemed forever since she had done that.

Doesn't everyone do that once in a while?

(Y/N) sat up, finding herself in a room she couldn't remember being so... torn.

Her room.

It used to be filled with fairy lights, colours, posters, walls full of skies but now it looked as if it was beaten up. Torn apart.

So torn it suffocated (Y/N).

She was barefooted, dressed in her favourite pair of shorts and blue laced-sleeve blouse. Her hair, usually let down, was tied up in a bun. She felt cold.

Her lips felt bare and dry, her arms feeling numb and they stung. They stung but she didn't bother much. (Y/N) assumed that was what waking up did to you. She had forgotten a little normality.

Where was her pillow?

Her blanket?

Her pictures?

(Y/N) stood up confused. She knew something was off, something was going on she didn't know about. Was it about what happened yesterday?

Then again, what did happen yesterday? Was there even a yesterday? (Y/N) couldn't remember. She could only remember everything else, like her nickname.

(Nickname{i will refer this as NN}).

She smiled. She loved that nickname.

(NN)

Did anyone call her that anymore?

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