Part 7 ~Fever Dreams~

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(This is all just copy n paste from my quotev account. I'll fix it later 0<0)

(Y/N)'s P.o.v

"it's night already?" I said, looking out the window to see the full moon shining as bright as possible."I guess. goodnight (Y/N)." he said walking into his room. I went into my room, and did my usual routine of stuff before bed. I lied down in bed, before slowly... falling into... a deep... sleep...

~Dream Start ~

it was raining outside again, I had woken up at 5:09 am for... no reason. I couldn't go back to sleep; not even cuddling the plush (F/A) could help. it all of a sudden felt very hot, so I chucked the blanket onto the floor. I was still hot, even though it was really cold out, and there was no heater in my room. I wiped the sweat off of my face and neck. "what's going on...?" I whispered to no-one in partic-tacular. it was early silent inside the room, and out. "it's too quiet.." I whispered, as I tiptoed outside of my room. I know this seems childish... but I was terrified. I went over to Juan's door, and knocked softly.. no answer. I opened the door a crack to see inside. "Juan.. you in here..?"

Juan wasn't in bed, maybe he's in the kitchen? I went into the living room and saw that the kitchen light was on. I sighed in relief as I walked into the kitchen, only.. to see.. Juan.. on the floor. a pool of blood surrounding his head. I shouted random nonsense, and pick Juan up in my arm's, he had a bullet wound in his head, right above his ear. I suddenly felt a Serge of rage. I didn't want to make a fuss and wake everyone else. whoever killed Juan is gonna suffer a worse fate than death! I saw the gun, that was likely used in the murder... big mistake. crouched down, gently laying Juan down to the floor. I examined the gun, with familiar indents, and designs.... this was gumball's gun.

~DREAM END~

I shot up, with a horrible pain in my stomach. a cold sweat running down my neck. I quickly ran to the bathroom, and threw up. I must've been loud, because i heard someone knock on the door of my room. "(Y/N)? are you ok?"
Oh jeez..

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