Lost But Not Forgotten (Sequel to "A Strong Love")

TWENTY

I've been going in and out of consciousness lately and I can't take it anymore. I can feel the days passing by.

Ashly comes and sees me but only to tell me what's happening, and that's only once a week.

Marshall is officially ruler of the Nightosphere and his and Ashly's wedding is close and I still don't know what's to come. I actually think I'm going crazy, whenever I'm slipping away into a deep sleep I get this incredibly cold feeling and I hear whispers around me. I don't possibly know what it could be... but I know it's fucking with me hard...

Very. Hard.

I feel like the more time I spend in here the more time Marshall's just gonna give up on me. I mean, how could he keep his faith? He doesn't even know I'm here...

A sigh leaves my chapped lips and I struggle to keep my eyes open but it's really hard.

I can't die here and I can't just give up. I refuse to. This is my life and I will fight for it... no matter what...

"No matter what, you say?"

My eyes shoot wide open and I look around the dungeon seeing no one in sight.

Tears threaten to leave my eyes but I take a deep breath and shake my head.

Come on (y/n) you can't got batshit now. You have to keep it together.

"But I can help you y/n."

As quick as I close my eyes the coldness hits me. I gasp deeply and open my eyes and I scan the room in panic. It's pitch black and all I can see is my breath in the cold air.

"Oh it's good to see you again y/n," a voice states in a cheery voice.

I turn quickly and see a face I thought I'd never see again, the face that makes everyone quiver to their feet, the face that's made me come here... the Litch.

He smiles and I'm automatically captivated by his piercing eyes. I try to scream but my whole body is in a cold sweat. I can't take my eyes away and it's as if I'm being driven more into the darkness.

"I thought I was done with you," I state surprisingly calmly.

A chuckle leaves his chest and he shakes his head.

"You think I would just bring you here, to my realm, and leave you be? Haven't you ever wonder why you're here exactly ?"

"Because of you. What's your point?" I asks growing bold.

"Yes because of me. But I mean out of all the people, why you?"

Ok now I'm officially tired of him.

"Just spit. It. Out." I state out in annoyance.

"Because of your faith." He smiles widely.

"My... my faith?"

"As soon as I pulled you into that well and you started to bleed I got a whiff of your future y/n. You are hear to help me," he practically whispers out.

I scoff. "Why would I ever help you?"

He chuckles and grips onto my chin with his bone fingers, forcing me to look deeper into his eyes.

I grimace at the touch.

It feels as if a thousands of icicle shards are burying themselves in my face.