You watches gleefully as the small boy ran to you, his big blue eyes shone brightly, you giggled as he pointed at you
" I found you!" He chirped, his smile never faltering a bit
You gasped dramatically and put your arm over your head
" oh no... whatever shall I do?" You spoke in a British accent waving your other arm this way and that. The boy laughed and went to go hide, you watched as his mother watched, a concern expression on her face throughout the whole ordeal, what could she be so worried about? You decided to give her no mine as you calmly walked past her to find your friend, Christopher, his mother didn't see you since you weren't technically real, you were Chris' imaginary friend.
You loved spending time with him, even if you weren't seen by others, even if you weren't real, but what mattered to you was, you were real to him. You stayed by Cris' side through everything, when he was bullied for being 10 with an imaginary friend still, you were there when he worked on homework, when he did dance.
{ 10 years later}
•.•.•.• your pov •.•.•.•
I watched sadly as Chris laid in his bed, crying, refusing to get up to eat or do anything. I tried to comfort him but he just pushed me away, sure I was stronger than him and could just go back to the position I was originally in but Chris never pushed me away, he always let me comfort him when he needed it. Maybe it's because Chris is getting older, he's 15, maybe he's starting to forget about me. I stood up, ready to walk out when a voice stopped me
" please don't go (Y/N), you're all I have."
The shakiness and vulnerability in his voice, pulled at my heart strings, I started combing through his soft black hair, rubbing circles into his back. I felt arms wrap around me, and I smiled wrapping my arms around him in return, he laid his head on my shoulder, his tears drenching my shirt, he didn't forget about me, I knew it.
The next day Chris came home crying again, running to his room and locking the door, I was there, like always, comforting him but today, what he told me shocked me.
" do you know why they make fun of me?"
I looked at him, concerned... " is.. is it because of me..?" I watched Chris' expression, his sad eyes wide with horror " ( Y/N)... what's going on?"
I was confused for a second until I saw that he was looking for something, I get it now " ( Y/N) this isn't funny... please."
" Christopher, I can't stay with you anymore." I said, my palm resting on his thigh " no ( Y/N) but I still believe in you!" He screamed, his tears flowing faster than before. He's so broken... so fragile... how could I leave him? I wrapped my arms around his frail figure " I can't stay with you anymore Chris, my time is up."
When your human turns 15, you'll only have 2 weeks left with them, after that you'll be forced to fade away from their life
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