(Suggested by thought-police, For a schizophrenic reader)
Your Pov
When I wake up in the morning I know I'm destined to feel a brief fear and numbness afterwards. My days fly by behind me without me noticing until he forgets to medicate me. Which is only when he sleeps in.
Today is a day to keep my bleeding mind to myself. To revel in the fact he's awake and forgetful from a hangover. In fact, none of them remember right now: Tom's playing his bass, Edd is making breakfast, Matt is watching TV, and Tord is throwing up in the bathroom.
I avoid everyone by locking my door and laying down on my bed, grateful for being able to feel the surface and not feel like i'm floating above it in a still, black ocean. But, now, I'm sinking and the ocean is slowly getting heavier on my chest.
I breath in slowly, and start to cough. When I regain my breath, the ceiling looks like it's bubbling. I stare at the shifting paint, and from a mixture of gray the paint peels away to a dark (f/c). But the change isn't enough to make my breathing heavy, until light whisper appear all around.
he's gonna come in here
I sit up immediately, looking for the source of the voice. I know its all in my mind but it's still shocking.
he's gonna shove the pill down your throat
hES GONNA KILL YOU
The screams intensify, screeching where it pierces my ears though still inside my head. Biting down hard on my bottom lip to hold back the scream able to draw attention to even the neighbors three houses down. A burning sensation tingles through my jaw, realizing I drew blood. I clench my teeth instead, falling onto the floor and letting a shriek escape my soul, forcing it's way out.
The wailing doesn't stop, but I manage to quiet it down into a soft sob. Surround sound strikes as being impossible at the moment, How could anybody ever be so calm at silence? If i'm off my Clozaril, which is rarely ever, My mind and body disconnect.
Cold, freezing water pools at my bare feet, the air feeling light yet heavy at the same time. The dark water starts filling the small room like a magician doing the escapist trick.(the one where they tie themselves up in a tank slowly filling with water, and if they don't untie themselves quick enough they'll die). A jingling sound of a doorknob passes my mind, as the blood rushing in my ears drowns it out. Loud banging on wood, and the screams mixing with my mind's own.
My room is mixing into a blur of (f/c) and gray, darkening into a deep raging black ocean, swallowing my entire body whole. I'm sinking and I'm deep enough to feel the water begin to crush me, tears welling in my eyes. I haven't felt this scared and helpless in months, I haven't felt these feelings and I'm so confused.
I scream into the darkness. A piercing but inaudible bubbles escaped and float to the surface. I start sobbing with my screaming, wishing I just took the fucking medicine!! I'm drowning, I'm drowning and it's going to end my life, I'm going to die!!
Where is Tord when I need him!!
Wood breaking is a faint noise above the water, and through the obsidian surround area, I can see bright crimson and horns breaking through. All light seems to be radiating off of him, and he blinds me with his faint purity.
The devil-like figure looks weak, not as strong as before. Despite the anemic vibe he gives off, He somehow pulls me out of the water but still soaking. Once free from my choking cage that still surrounds me, it seems that the water was never there.
A pair of red arms pulls me close, and I realize I'm not even soaking. A hushed sob escapes my throat unwillingly, and the figure hugs me tighter. The Norwegian make my tear-stained face flush, but I'm already crimson red from crying underwater.
"Hvorfor gjøre dette mot meg (Y/n)!" Tord whispers into my ear, and I laugh a little.
"Jeg forstår ikke hvorfor heller." I laugh, gripping onto his hoodie. Tord laughs with me, and the terrifying mood fades away like nothing happened.
"Du skremte meg (Y/n)!" We continue to laugh and I put a finder on his lips. He blushes bright red, and I smile.
"Enough Norwegian. I want to ask you something." I say, and he nods. Biting my lip slightly, I give him direct eye contact. "Why do you care so much? I'm just that crazy girl who can't function-" He cuts me off with a small kiss. I scream internally.
"You're not crazy, your mental illness shows how hard you fight to run away from it. You're a soldier, (Y/n). And I care because I love you, You're beautiful in your damaged mind and on the outside." Tord says, sealing it off with a deeper, passionate kiss. I give in, melting into the love he provides and try to show my love back.
We break away for air and a small string of saliva holds us together. We both smile lovingly at each other. "Jeg elsker deg, (Y/n)." Tord says.
"Jeg elsker deg, også, Tord." I reply, and we stand up in unison to grab water and my Clozaril.
And my numbness greets me once more.
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A/N YO
So I'm in ISS and writing this so i'm making a risky move
whatever though, it's still work even though it's fanfiction
But hey!! I've it it done!!!
If you want to ask more requests, ask away! I'm working on a Tom x Mute reader after this, and i've already written about a page of that. So, Hope you enjoyed! Also, the Norwegian translation is here:
1. Why do you do this to me (Y/n)!
2. I don't understand why either
3. You scared me (Y/n)!
~Sail
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