Hey guys! I noticed a bunch of people keep begging for updates... Although you guys are all asking on the day of the update, I have a particular timeframe I try to keep so you guys know when to expect an update (between 11am-1pm Auzzie time [it's like 10:47 now! Writing this anyway]) so I won't update until between those times. Also no I am not in school anymore, I've graduated and am actually at work instead.
I apologise if these particular chapters are repetitive btw, it's kind of the plot, but I understand it is probably making them boring... And short... Oh well, just letting you know! Enjoy...
~Your P.O.V~
You stared up at the ceiling, not entirely sure what was happening. You felt exhausted, but why, what could you have been doing to make you exhausted? You were confused as well, trying to figure out why you were in a hospital, why it felt so important to remember a clown.
What clown? You felt like you should know. It felt important to you. Why had you forgotten?
The TV was on, you turned your gaze to it. That was your house on the screen, apparently it had burnt down, but you don't remember why. Actually you don't remember much.
A nurse walked into the room, her brunette curls bouncing as she offered you a smile.
"How are you feeling today (Y/N)? Any different?" She held a clipboard and pen, waiting for an answer, "Any clowns we need to be concerned about?"
You faced her, your eyes feeling heavy and she frowned in worry, before grabbing something near the bottom of the bed.
"Doctor Richard..." She grumbled, before walking out of the room.
You watched, completely taken back by what was happening.
What WAS happening?
The nurse had asked you about clowns, but why? Where there clowns after you? Where there monsters dressed as clowns? What did clowns have to do with anything?
You tried thinking really hard, but all you could think of were black and white stripes and candy. Where they tied to some clown?
Had the clown been a friend or a foe?
Who even was this clown?
The nurse walked back into the room, before taking a needle out of your arm. You hadn't realised it was there.
"It seems like Dr. Richard is giving you too much of your medication." The nurse scribbled onto her clipboard, before turning her dark chocolate brown eyes to you, "How are you feeling? Any drowsiness, or dizziness? Any confusion at all?"
You shrugged, before pointing at the TV, "My house... How did it burn down...?"
"The news report said you must have been cooking, and the stove was left on when you were brought here. You watched that right?"
"I can't remember..."
She pressed her red lips together before sitting next to you, holding your arm in her petite hand, "What do you remember?"
"I... I don't know..." You closed your eyes, "I'm so tired..."
"Please (Y/N), I need to know what you remember. Memory loss is a threatening, however very rare side effect of your medication, I need to know if we have given you too much." She tilted her head, causing her curls to tumble over her shoulders.
"Well..." You rubbed your head, before sighing, "My name.. I know my name... And my mum visited me right..? And... My house burnt... I was arrested apparently.. That's what the TV said. Um... George..."
"George? Who is George?"
You scrunched your face up, an image of an older man came to mind, "Some... Old guy.. Runs a candy store... He was my only friend..."
For some reason, that sentence didn't feel right. Surely you had more friends than an old guy right?
"Okay, do you want us to contact him? He can visit you I'm sure."
"If he wants to..." You mumbled, before turning back to the TV, "I don't know if I want him to see me like this though..."
The nurse nodded, "Well I'll let you think about it okay? Now... What are your thoughts on monochrome clowns?"
Monochrome clowns? That's a bit of a weird question.
"My thoughts... They sound really boring... Monochrome is like... Black and white right?" You asked.
"That's right. Do you know any monochrome clowns?"
"No... Why, should I?"
The nurse gave a small smile, clearly happy with the response. She gave your arm another small squeeze, before standing, "No, you shouldn't."
She wrote something down, before walking out of the room. It was silent for a while, even the TV didn't seem to be making much noise.
Why were you here? And who was that woman?
And who were you trying to forget?
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Laughing Jack X Reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) is just an innocent girl who wanted to live a normal, carefree life. That's all she cares about, well, that and her candies. With low blood sugar, she needs to keep her energy up with something sugary, so what better way than to befriend a psy...
