~ Highschool Sweethearts ~ (An Errorink Fanfic ) {✔️}

Chapter 28: Meeting A Friend

Ink's P.O.V ( Brought to you by my phone about to die on me, yet again, should get a charger T^T, Also play the song when I say)

I slept with yet another dreamless dream. I don't know why I keep having these dreamless dreams. Then all of a sudden I had a dream about Error and I. It was flashbacks to when I had emotions and I was with Error. I want to be with him so bad right now, but some things are preventing me from doing so, like me going to the doctor's office first thing in the morning and I have no clue when I would get back to school. I could feel my Mom shake me a bit, not violently, but carefully.

" Ink, get up sweetheart" I wake up and my Mom kisses my forehead. I hug her and then she goes downstairs, probably to make breakfast. After she leaves my room and goes downstairs I get ready for the day ahead of me. After I got I went downstairs to see my Mom making breakfast. I decided to help her, looking emotionless as hell. When we were done making breakfast I washed the dishes and then my Mom and I went into the garage and got into the car. My Mom looked at me with sorry eyes and then she put a hand on my cheek,

" You'll get better Ink, I know you'll start to be my little energetic boy again, " I wanted to smile, but all that I gave was a little smile if you could even call it that it wasn't even a smile. It was like a smirk but not a smirk, does that make sense of no?. I'm guessing that it doesn't make sense and I sound like a complete idiot.

My mom started the car and she then opened the garage door and backed out of the garage and then we're on the road driving to the doctor's office. As we drove I looked into my backpack for my sketchbook and I found it eventually, I then took it out of my backpack and I grabbed a pencil and eraser as well. I flipped through the pages of my sketchbook. Looking through it gave me nostalgia because of all the old drawings I had in there. I've had this sketchbook ever since I was eight years old.

While we drove I was just drawing. Well, I wasn't actually drawing I was just tapping my pencil on the page quickly because I was trying to think of what to draw. Then I had an idea. I then started to draw myself with other emotions, I thought that it would trigger my emotions but it did nothing. My favourite was love because I drew a little picture of Error and myself. I wanted to smile, but my face stayed the same. My Mother turned on the radio and of course, they were playing old songs. This one my Mom knew and she turned up the sound and started singing along, still out of tune.
(Play da song now)
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The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

It's not the things you do that tease and wound me bad
But it's the way you do the things you do to me

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
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I could admit that the song was not actually that bad, it was actually a good song. And they played other old songs on the radio station like from the Backstreet Boy's, Micheal Jackson, Jonas Brothers and other's that I didn't know who they were at all. The drive was pretty long and I was eventually just doodling little drawings of emotions, I don't know why I was, it was just what I "felt" like drawing right at this moment. Why did I say felt with quotations? Well because I can't feel anything, so that's why I said felt like that. Eventually, I got tired of drawing emotions, so I just started drawing small drawings of Error, My god he's so...Cute, I wish I could just run up to him and tackle hug him, but I can't, well not right now. My mom said that we were getting close to the doctor's office, Thank God for that because I can't stand sitting in this car feeling emotionless and admiring my boyfriend on paper when I'm dying to see him in person with my emotions, hopefully, that time will be soon.

We arrive at the doctor's office. I was just finishing up a very detailed sketch of Error and myself at the beach, admiring a sunset. My Mom taps my shoulder and I turn to her as she parked the car.

" Ink you ready? Are you nervous?" I don't even know why she asked me if I was nervous because I can't feel anything, so how am I supposed to feel nervous right now?. I just shook my head and got out of the car and she did the same as I did. We walked in and we sat down in the waiting room. My mom went to go check me in for my appointment with the doctor that I don't even know the name to. I sat down at a couch they had. I did see a couple of people my age, but mostly they were younger kids. Most of them were sick or just getting a check-up, at least that's what I assumed they were here for. Then one kid sat beside me. They were wearing headphones and also a light blue and black sweater and plain black shorts. They seemed fine to me until they turned their head. I could tell something was up with one of their eyes, one of them seemed disoriented. They took off their headphones and they greeted me.
" Hello!" They seemed pretty happy, something I wish I could feel.
" Hi" I replied to their greeting in yet another monotone voice.
" So, I'm Anti( An O.C of mine that I made just for this story), And you are?" The skeleton, who was shorter than me, asked me as he looked at my dull eyes.

" I'm Ink" He smiled and replied,

" That's a nice name, Ink" I thanked him and then he looked around the room a bit,

" Hope you don't mind me asking this, but why are your eyes so...emotionless and gray. I'm not trying to be rude I'm just curious" I sighed a bit and then answered his question.

" I did have emotions, but one day I just never had them. And a lot of people are worried about me, especially my boyfriend" Anti did a little gasp and then asked me

" Wait, you have a boyfriend?!" I nodded to his observation.

"What's his name?" I told Anti about Error a bit and he then said happily,

" You guys seem like a great couple" Then a nurse came out and called my name. I waved good-bye to Anti and My mom got off of the chair she was sitting on, didn't even know she sat down and followed in with me. As we walked down the hallway, The nurse leads us to the doctor's office we were supposed to go into and then my Mom knocked on the door.

AUTHORS NOTE:

DON'T Y'ALL ENJOY THEM CLIFFHANGERS, I SURE DO, AND THEN PEOPLE YELL AT ME FOR LEAVING THEM ON A CLIFFHANGER, BUT NO MATTER. AND, I KNOW I SAY THIS EVERY CHAPTER BUT THANK YOU ALL FOR 4.15K READERS, IM SO CLOSE TO 5K IM GONNA START HYPERVENTILATING, LIKE RIGHT NOW. *Looks at Errorink* OKAY I'M CALM NOW, EVEN THOUGH I'M WRITING IN ALL CAPITAL'S.

~SEE Y'ALL IN CHAPTER 29, ALMOST 30 CHAPTERS, CAN YA BELIEVE IT?~

From your sorta psychotic author, Toxic~

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