Our Song [Danny x Reader]

Chapter 17

You were going to bed, wondering what you would dream of tonight.

Dream~
You were talking to (R/N) when she pointed out someone behind you.
It was the masked murderer.
You grabbed her and your camera and ran downstairs. Hiding, you began talking to the now recording camera.
When the masked murderer walked downstairs. The two of you wrestled and you tore his mask off.
Brad. Brad. Brad. Brad. Brad. The words kept repeating in your mind.

"WAKE UP!" He yelled...

Reality~
You jolted awake, (R/N) telling you to wake up. You were shaking and your eyes watered.
"D-Did that really happen!? BRAD TRIED TO KILL US!?" You yelled at your friend and she flinched.
"Yeah....  He did." She said, hugging you.
You accepted the hug, and saw Marie and Caleb watching from the doorway. Your eyes widened, realizing who their father was.
"You didn't... When?" You asked her. She looked away, "So you've found out. It was when you were away.... He returned and I thought he'd love me again, but he left while I was asleep." She told you.
You were shocked. "Where was I..?" She looked at you, "I thought we had already told you... You were at PAX West performing with Danny..." She said looking at you. You looked down in thought then grabbed your phone. Searching it up on YouTube, you found it.

After watching the concert, you looked at (R/N). "I... Did know them? Then... Why can't I remember them? I thought I would've by now. This video was posted 3 years ago." You said. She shrugged and went to make you something.
The twins ran up to you, "Is Auntie okay?" Marie asked. You smiled and nodded. "Auntie is okay now."
"By the way, what does Fuck mean?" Caleb asked, his voice high pitched.
You quickly ran out of the room to avoid answering that.

.:(R/N):.
"I could've sworn we told her about the concert." I told Ross over the phone. "We did." He replied.
"Then, why didn't she remember?" I asked. "I don't know... It's strange. She should've remembered. Unless, the amnesia is getting worse. I don't think it is though. I'm not the person for this. Ask Brian." He said and yelled, hanging up.
I called up Brian, but he was giving me a giant explanation. Ignoring half of it, I thanked him and hung up.
"Tch... There must be either a trigger or something to her memory... But what! Ugh, there are so many things that could work!"

I then got a call from someone.