No Choice |Glitchy Red X Reader|

___CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT___

NᎾ ᏟᎻᎾᏆᏟᎬ ᏟᎻᎪᏢᎢᎬᎡ FᎾᎡᎢY-ᎬᏆᏩᎻᎢ

___Y/N'S POV

"Silver? Is this thing on?" I tapped the camera and backed away from it, plopping down on the large bed beside Silver with a smile.

"Y/n, it's okay. Do you really not know how to work it? You're the one that bought it." Silver laughed softly and wrapped his arm around my waist.

I pouted and pushed him away. "Shut upppp! I'm a millennial that grew up with small iPhones and owns a Dreamcast so fight me you jerk!!" I smacked his head gently and he only laughed more.

"Hey Y/n! That hurts me too y'know?" Lost whined and nuzzled my cheek sweetly. I giggled and threw my arms around him. "Ohh! Please forgive me my dear Lost!"

He laughed and rested his head in my shoulder. "All is forgiven~" Silver's eyes widened and he waved his arms frantically, "The camera! It's about to—!"

*click*

"O-Oh my..." I grabbed the film from the Polaroid and blushed nervously. "What?! Is it bad?! Did I blink?! I think I blinked oh nooooo!!" Silver sulked in a corner and I blinked at the picture.

"I look great as usual. So what's the problem Y/n?" Lost tilted his head with a soft smile.

I looked horrified and was on the verge of tearing the film to shreds.

"I-I was crying..." I frowned and gently placed the picture on my lap. "You were? Maybe they were tears of joy, Y/n." Silver walked over and sat beside us. "Yeah, you always have a reason to cry! Maybe you were happy!" Lost reassured me, and I nodded a bit.

"Y-You really think so? I don't want him to see his mom crying like this." I laughed softly and held the picture close.

"I'm sure he'll understand that you're happy." Silver rubbed my back and I wrapped my arms around him from the side.

"That we're a happy family." I said gently and smiled.

Okay, let me try this again.

Your life isn't about the way you live it.

It's all about the ebbs and flows you allow to take passage through it.

I didn't necessarily learn this the hard way.

But it wasn't that easy either.

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"Y/n!! Don't do this!! You're not going through this alone, I swear!! Come back and I promise you that things will get better!!" Silver called out to me and rushed over to my side after dropping his bag.

"No!! I can't live like this anymore!! This pain! This suffering! The endless nightmare of a Hell that I can't break free from!! I want him back NOW!!" I screamed and held the knife in shaky hands, ready to plunge it into my heart.

"Y/n, I know things are rocky! I get it! But I swear to you, everything will be okay... Remember who you are living for. Who we are living for, together." He cupped my face and forced me to look up at him.

"R-Remember who... I'm living for...?" I repeated in a shaky voice, my hands slowly falling to my sides and the knife slipping past my fingers.