Mentally Challenged (Wrench x Schizophrenic!Reader)

«Chapter 3 - DedSec»

|Wrench ❌❌|

'Come on, (Y/n).' -Message sent at 12:34

'Why won't you answer? I can see you reading my messages.' -Message sent at 12:36

'I really miss talking with you... you haven't been responding to me for weeks.' -Message sent at 12:36

'I know you're upset and heartbroken but could you send me a sign to let me know you're okay?' -Message sent at 12:37

"I'm okay, Wrench." -Your message sent at 12:40

'Thank goodness you're okay. Hey, look, I have something planned for you. Y'know, to get your mind off things.' -Message sent at 12:41

'You don't have to come if you don't want to. But my invitation still stands. ^ ^' -Message sent at 12:41

"Thank you for everything. I'll definitely be there. It would be nice to get out and see you again." -Your message sent at 12:43

'Really? Okay, okay! Meet me at our usual place. See you there!' -Message sent at 12:44

You stare down at your phone screen, face holding no emotion whatsoever. You wanted to smile at how many messages he sent you, but there was just nothing to feel. For the past few weeks, he would text you every morning and around every night. You never replied to any of them. Either way, broken or unbroken, his messages always made your heart melt for a split second. No one was ever kind enough to continually come back to help you through the emotional mess you're in. Even Marcus messaged you at times.

After your apartment being burned all the way down to the ground, along with your brother, you had to move back in with your parents until you could get back on your feet. Problem is, no one around your area likes to take you as an employee. Stories of you losing your temper at certain times and the bipolar mess you are made people refuse you. If you had to count how many people had fired you from a job that you desperately needed, there would most likely be over a hundred people standing in front of you. How could you get the money to move back out and leave your parents be?

Pulling yourself out of the bed, all that was running through your head was the way Wrench would look at you through his mask. Sure, you've envisioned what he looks like many of times, but seeing you after weeks of not replying, what expression would his face be holding? Complete disappointment?

You head out of your spare guest room and down the stairs to greet your parents that are catching at the isle in the middle of the kitchen. You rarely ever came out of you room to see your devastated family. Instead of letting them see you cry your eyes out and throw things out of anger, you hid in the guest room they offered you. When you moved out of the house, Dylan got your old room. You weren't brave enough to step in there ever again, and you certainly weren't going to take his old room either. There was just no winning.

"Hey, I'm going out to see some friends. I'll see you two later." You mumble a quick bye, grabbing the car keys off the counter, and speed walking out of the back door before they could get a hold of you.

It hurts not to live close to Coco Love anymore. The café was your get away place and it was fairly close. It was. Now you live miles away from it in a little community that doesn't bother to talk with you.

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When you get to your destination, you parallel park your close down a block from the café and climb out of the car with keys in hand. The shadow of a soft smile passes over your lips when seeing the pink café not too far away from where you were standing. You close and lock the car doors before shoving the keys into your right front pocket. Outside of Coco Love, Wrench leaned against the building with his arms crosses over his chest. His head was flung back to meet the pink brick wall and the eyes his mask usually had was no where to be seen. It looked like he was sleeping. You quickly stumble over to the café and friend you haven't seen in what it feels like forever. Inside was Marcus and two other people you didn't recognize. They were all laughing and drinking steaming cups of coffee like really good friends.