(OLD) Insanity - The Loud House

Chapter Two - Loneliness

Luna just lied there with her eyes closed, her body aching all over. She was not aware she had cried herself to sleep until she slowly sat up to look at the time.

7:47 p.m.

She rubbed her eyes and checked the time again, only to make sure she was actually seeing it correctly. When she saw it was correct, she just shook her head and set her phone down on the bed and sighed. "I wonder if anyone noticed I fell asleep," she whispered to herself as she hopped off the bed.

She walked up to the door and slowly opened it, revealing that everyone was acting normal, even with her sleeping. This made her feel heartbroken knowing they didn't even notice her absence for almost five hours. She sighed softly and closed the door, leaning against it.

She never realized how happy her family could be without her around them, how much they enjoyed themselves without her around. It hurt her to see her siblings having fun without her, and even more to see them not even care if she's missing.

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to hold back her tears. "It's fine, Luna," she told herself. "Just go out there and maybe they'll notice you."

Luna opened the door back up and slowly stepped outside, looking around at her siblings having fun. She just sighed and headed down the stairs slowly, although she took a wrong step and slipped. She hit her head against the steps and hit her foot against the railing.

She groaned in pain and rubbed her head, only to realize none of her sisters, not even Lincoln, noticed her fall. She was confused at how they didn't notice her, the fall was loud and she was sure someone would've noticed her tripping over herself and falling on the stairs.

She shook her head and tried her best to stand up. She grabbed the railing for balance and stood there for a moment, holding it. After a little bit of time, she let go of the railing and looked at the couch, surprised nobody was there.

She walked over to it and sat down, grabbing the remote to turn the TV on. Usually if there was nobody at the TV, it means nobody was watching it and that the first person to get the TV got to watch it, although it's almost never free to use at this time.

She just started to flick through the channels, but found nothing on but the same stuff that was normally on. She sighed after a little while of looking through the channels repeatedly, hoping something would change, and turned it off once she got bored.

She stared at the blank TV screen for a while, thinking about things. Then she stood up and headed back to her room, her head and leg still hurting from the fall on the stairs.

When she was back in her room, she closed the door and went on her bed. She stared up at the ceiling for a little bit, wondering if everyone actually cared about her and if she was just another mistake in this world.

She never chose to be the rock and roll person she is, rock and roll chose her to be the kind of person she is. It was never her choice, and if it was, she would've chose to be more of a normal person rather than someone who stands out all the time.

"Why does the world seem to hate me?" Luna asked herself. "I mean, everyone hates me now, even the house hates me. There was no reason to fall down those stairs, I didn't even mess up my step."

She was starting to get a little bit tired again, but she felt too lonely to want to sleep.

Suddenly she remembered something in the closet she hid for the longest time. She looked around the room, making sure nobody was looking, then hopped off her bed and went over to her bedroom closet. She opened it and dug through it a little bit before she found what she was looking for.

It was a small, purple stuffed dog that she loved more than anything when she was younger. She took it everywhere, and she loved it so much it started to get worn out, although as she got older she stopped caring about it, finding it childish.

She didn't care if she was too old for it, she wanted someone to be there for her, even if it wasn't a person.

She closed the closet door and headed back up to her bed, snuggling the purple dog close to her chest as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She felt happier with her old stuffed animal with her.

She felt younger, too.

(A/N) Awww!!! Luna is going through a lot right now, isn't she?

Also, I usually don't mind people asking me to update, but please understand that writing chapters about 800 words long can take some time, and I also have stuff I do outside of Wattpad that often distract me from my stories. I don't mind comments like that, but commenting to update right after I update is a bit annoying at times. Not saying you can't do it, though, just a mini rant there. xP

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