...Is More Than Enough (Something More (JSE) Sequel)

Chapter 27: "You should come over, Y/n"

One Month Later

Sean's POV:

It was happening again. Another night where going to sleep felt like the biggest challenge life has to offer. "Fuckin' hell! Just go to fucking sleep! Please!" I was getting frustrated, even though I know perfectly well getting angry won't help at all. I was so tired, my eyelids were heavy, but my brain was just so fucking active, it wasn't letting the rest of by body shut down for the night. No position feels right, I keep trying the same ones over and over again. I tried to slow down and deepen my breathing, hoping that would give my brain a signal, but instead, I just lay there, awake. As the night continued on, I felt insanity creeping up on my sleep deprived self. Getting paranoid at every little thing. Imagining mice in the walls chewing their way closer to me, the sound of birds flapping their feathered wings in my face, in the original Cinderella, the stepsisters get their eyes pecked out, I like Spongebob, moths are gross, moth balls fell out of the wardrobe when Lucy opened it, on average humans swallow eight spiders a year during sleep. Spiders? Lady Arachne? "First were going to set some bait inside a nasty trap and wait, when he comes a-sniffing we will snap and trap and close the gate!" Gate? "Close the gates! Who am I? Well... Willy Wonka! Willy Wonka! The amazing chocolatier! Weee!"

"Oh my god!" This has to stop, this has to stop, this has to stop. "I just want to sleep!" Tears were in my eyes now. I was so drained my emotions were going out of control. I decided to get up and wash my face, and when I returned to bed, blissful sleep finally came. Or so I thought.

. . .

"Wake up, silly boy!" I opened my eyes, and talking to me was, Mary? No, she had Mary's face, but the rest of her belonged to someone else. Even her voice was different. A voice I recognized, but couldn't pinpoint. Why did she look so familiar?

"Who are you?"

"Why Jack, don't you remember me?"

"Who's Jack?" but before she could answer, the scene changed. I was in what looked a hotel room. Mark and I were sitting up against the bed, and The girl from before and Bf/n were sitting on the bed itself.

I looked down to see what was in my hands. A game controller? We were each holding one, and we each had a microphone, it looked like we were filming a video. I looked at the tv, and the title of the game was displayed there. "Gmod Murder."

"I want Jack on my team!" Mark said. There's the name 'Jack' again. Why does everyone keep calling me that?

"Of course, Markimoo!~" Those words just came out of my mouth, it feels like they just came out of me, like I was supposed to say them.

The girl lowered her mouth close to her mic.

"I ship it." The four of us erupted in laughter, and I said to the girl,

"Ah, fuck you, ---" I said her name, but nothing came out. I can't even think it. I'm trying so hard to figure out her name. What is it?

"All in good time, baby.~" Woah. Where did that come from? My attention shifted when a kiss coming from Mark's direction was picked up by the mic.

"Did you just kiss me?"

"Yes, I just kissed you." He sent another kiss through the mic.

"Ahh! Smooches!" Mark was talking to Bf/n, who was trying to kill Mark in game, but he killed Bf/n's character first. I was sneakily coming up behind the girl's character, and killed her. The girl ley out a cry.

"Jack! I trusted you!" There's that name again. I did realize, however, that Mark and I were the only ones left now.

"Mark! We can be together now! Just like you wanted!"