Paramnesia Ω Ohmwrecker x Reader: Book 2

Chapter 8 Ω Long Lost "Friends"

(So I found it easier to write in a Third Person POV since I've been doing that more in my one shots. Lmk if you want a First Person one back!)

"(Y/N)!" Jon said shaking his best friends. "(Y/N) wake up!" Jon said louder as he started aggressively shaking her. It was four in the morning when he started hearing his poor best friend cry in her sleep. He thought she'd been awake this whole time, that was until she wasn't responding. "WAKE UP DAMNIT!" He yelled right in her ear and slapped her across her face awake.

(Y/N) hissed at the sudden pain flowing through her as she was awoken. "What the fuck was that for?!" She said pushing Jon back.

"You were crying in your sleep and you weren't talking back when I asked if you were awake!" When Jon said this, she became embarrassed. Jon huffed and hugged his best friend as an apology. "So what happened in your sleep?"

"I don't know.." (Y/N) meekly said. "I was in this dark place, almost pitch back. I couldn't see a thing." Jon started having a bad feeling on what she was talking about. "I started seeing this place ever since I passed out when we escaped. But it's the only place I can ever see Ryan again." (Y/N) said tearing up on Jon's shoulder. Jon didn't know how to help, he just rubbed her back in comfort not letting her go. He didn't know how to help because he was getting the same dreams as well.

The two couldn't go back to sleep after that rude awakening, so they went downstairs where they cooked puncakes for their extremely early breakfast.

After breakfast, the sun was starting to rise. They thought it was a good time to try to call one of the numbers. "Heads Sean, tails Ken. We can always talk to Fischbach when we go to school." Jon said ready to flip the coin. With a swift movement, he flicked his thumb, caught it and placed it at the back of his hand. Sean.

(Y/N) pulled out her phone and started dialing away. When she held it out on speaker however, it wasn't ringing.

The number you have dialed is not a working number. Please hang up and try again.

The best friends were confused, but both wouldn't have been surprised if he was dead as well. So Jon tried calling Ken this time. "Hello?" A man picked up making them feel some what achieved.

"Is this Ken Morrison?" Jon asked.

"Umm.. who's this?"

"We're umm.." Jon started to stutter, he didn't want to come off skeptical.

"We're Felix's friends!" (Y/N) continued making the man feel intimidated there were two people now. "We were wondering if you could answer some of our questions."

"Questions about...?"

"About Cry." Jon answered. An awkward silence was all that was heard after. "Please? I know he wasn't a much of a-"

"Can we talk about this else where? My fiancée doesn't know about what happened just yet, and she ain't gonna." Ken requested. "I'll send you the address to this café. We can meet in a few."

Jon and (Y/N) were so relieved they were finally getting somewhere. Just as they were about to hang up, (Y/N) was curious as to why Sean never answered though, so she asked "Wait! So umm.." (Y/N) felt as if she was going to trigger him even more. "So who's Sean Mcloughlin?"

There was a pause for a few seconds until Ken finally responded back. "You mean Jack? He's dead."

Time skip

The best friends arrived at the café that was unfortunately near the school, so they took a different route since the security guards knew Jon's car. Upon arriving, they were questioning as to what Ken looked like, there were tons of people in the café in the morning which didn't help at all. Jon texted man asking where he is. In just a couple seconds, they found him sitting in a corner of the cafe. "He reminds me of a bear." Jon whispered into (Y/N)'s ear, earning an elbow to his stomach.

They smiled and approached the grizzly man's table. "Hey err.. Ken?" (Y/N) awkwardly asked.

"Yea! Nice to meet you!" Ken greeted. He was very friendly, compared to their bitch teacher Mr. Fischbach. The best friends and the kind stranger were slowly become new friends. But umm.. speaking of bitch teachers,

"(Y/N)? Jonathan?" Mr. Fischbach shouted when he spotted them in the café. They knew they were busted for not being in school. He started stomping to them until his eyes widened to see who they were talking to. His long lost friend, Ken. "Ken?"

"Mark?!" The grizzly man said in surprise. "How do you know them?"

"These are my students who SHOULD be in school." The pissed off teacher said. "You two," He said trying to call back the two teenagers who were trying to walk away. "How do you Mr. Morrison?"

"Oh god.. please.." Ken started chuckling from embarrassment at the name. "Continue calling me Ken." This made Mr. Fischbach laugh, something Jon and (Y/N) rarely hear. "Anyway, they were asking me about the umm.. you know, chaotic monkey? Felix's psycho boyfriend."

Mr. Fischbach lost sight at the anger towards the two after hearing what Ken said. He hasn't heard that code name in years. "Why do you want to know about him?" He calmly asked.

"We figured you two would help us know what he knew." Jon answered back not looking at his teacher's face. "His things from the doctor that Dr. Kjelberg gave us were starting to stink up and started getting hard to read."

Jon continued talking to the two adults until a painfully loud kitchen knife was being scraped over the café windows. Only (Y/N) heard it, it felt like it was right against her ears. She was so confused why everyone else couldn't hear it. She thought cupping her ears would make it softer, but it just got louder.

The poor girl's ear's felt like they were bleeding. She looked around trying to find where it was coming from. That's when the café door opened. There standing was the same terrifying masked man in a green hoodie who hunted (Y/N). She didn't hesitate to even speak up to Jon, she just started tugging his arm, begging to leave. "What the fuck? What's wrong?" Jon asked her as she frantically pointed at the man at the door. He turned his head to the direction she was pointing in spotting nobody. "What the hell are you freaking about no-"

Blood then splattered on the café table. (Y/N) screamed in horror seeing the now wounded man they became friends with. To Jon, it was like no one was walking towards them in the first place. But (Y/N) saw him walk every step of the way.

Jon pulled on (Y/N) and started running back to the car. They got enough information, now they needed to take that and run. Jon made the car roar within seconds and sped out of the parking lot. They wonder if their teacher made it out as well.

When they got home, they were just trying to collect themselves after what happened. It was silent, none of them wanted to speak about the terrible death they just witnessed. Jon looked the most collected as he comforted (Y/N), but he was dying just much as she was on the inside.

After a few more minutes, (Y/N) finally spoke up. "Jon.. I don't want to kill anymore."

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