You are loved (DEH & BMC x Reader oneshots)

Smokey hearts and burnt out Memories (Jeremy x Reader prt 2)

(Finally! The moment y'all have been waiting for! Part 2 to my story "Fire". All of your comments made me get off my lazy ass and actually start getting shit done, so thank you! Anyways, please enjoy part 2, "Smokey hearts and burnt out memories.")

(Your POV)

Darkness.

Heat.

Pain.

That's all I could remember. Of course I couldn't feel any of it, I felt nothing. Well that's a lie, I did feel something. It felt like time had froze, and that I was falling down an endless tunnel of confusion. I wasn't in pain, in fact it was like I forgot what pain was, I forgot who I was, but I felt like something was missing. I couldn't exactly pinpoint what that missing was, but all I knew is that it was important. There I laid, in a plain white room, not knowing where I was or what had happened to me. I've been here for a while now, but it's not like I noticed. I didn't have a sense of time. I didn't know who I was, or how I got here. Plus I couldn't get up, but that didn't bother me. It was almost calming. But then, every thing started to get darker. I started feeling a slight pain in my arms, then my back, and then it felt like my whole body was on fire. I heard voices whispering. I didn't know who or what they were, but they made me feel.. calm. And safe. Everything went black.

{flashback}

"Who are you?! And what have you done to Jeremy?!" I yelled at the figure in front of me. He looked confused. "(Y-Y/n/n), its me. What are you talking about?" He asked. I scoffed. "Your not Jeremy. The Jeremy I knew was sweet and caring, understanding and polite, and definitely didn't listen Eminem. He liked soft calm music, and the classics, not Rap and heavy metal! He cares about his friends more that popularity, he didn't just dump them for a FUCKING CRUSH!!" I screamed, covering my mouth in shock after I realized what I did. He tried to walk closer to me. "(Y/n)." I flinched back, away from his touch. I looked up at him, hatred and grief clouding my eyes. "Don't touch me." I said in a soft voice. "I don't even know who you are anymore." And walked off, as far away from him as I could until he was finally out of sight.

(End of flashback dream thing)

My eye lids felt heavy as I tried to open them. The light blinded me, and I tried to raise my hand, only to lift it a few inches from where it laid. There was breathing mask over my face, and my arms and chest where bandaged along with my left leg which had a cast. I realized I could only see with my left eye, but that didn't bother me for some reason. I saw two people I didn't know in the corner, both asleep. As I looked at them, I realized who they were. My brother Micheal and my friend Brook. Then I realized who I was, and what happened. I came to my senses, my eyes opened wide and I shot up, and started coughing and gasping. The two woke up and stared at me in shock. As I calmed down, I looked up at them.
I slowly took of my mask. I smiled weakly, and spoke, even though my throat was killing me, in a weak raspy voice. . "H-hey gu-"

"(Y/N)!!" They screeched, and ran over to me. They both hugged me tight with tears running down Brooke's face and Micheal full on sobbing.

"We've missed you so much! We didn't think you were going to make it!" Brooke exclaimed with tears in her soft blue eyes.

"Oh y/n!" Micheal cried. "I should have never taken you to that party, I should have never left you alone, I should have stayed by your side! I'm a really shitty brother, I'm sorr-"

"No no no, It's ok Mikey." I said quietly. "It's not your fault at all. I should have gotten out of that house quicker while I had the chance."

He just hugged me, and kissed my head. "I'm just glad your ok. That's all that matters."

After a while of hugging, I spoke up. "Wait, how long was I out?" I asked.

"You were out for more than a week." Brooke explained. "We were worried that you might never wake up. Or that you wouldn't remember us if you did." Then she perked up and turned to me. "Y/n, do you remember what all happened that night?" She asked softly. I though for a second. What did happened that night? I could only remember small bits and pieces.