Hi Pups! Sorry for not uploading in a while. I mean I was fine for like a month or so, I don't know. I'm just didn't know what I wanted to do. I still have no clue but I'm just gonna write and pray it sounds okay. Welp let's begin.
(Fresh's PoV)
Shortly after the guy, who I now knew was named Pj, had convinced me to sleep a little longer. I obeyed and managed to sleep for another hour before being roused awake by the hushed whispering around the room. Disoriented, I had been baffled once again, but quickly remembered. Then I was introduced to all the people in the room. The two adults introduced themselves as Pj's parents, Ink and Error. I also discovered they were teachers at my school. Then I was introduced to the trio of my 'best friends'. I instantly liked these three, Alphys, Papyrus and Nabstablook, however I couldn't call them my best friends. At least not yet, I needed to get to know them better. This was followed by two mildly terrifying- looking people called BP and Undyne. Hesitantly, they had introduced me to a girl called Bunny. Her reaction to seeing me was by far the most interesting. While everyone else expressed sadness and joy, her's was more complex. She showed a deeper sadness, apologetic and fairly guilty look. I also took more of how everyone was slightly on edge around her. I don't think they could tell if she was a friend of foe, but I had a feeling she was one of them quality friends underneath everything.A few days had passed and now I was to be released from the hospital. Only Pj, his parents and his adorable younger brother had came to pick me up today. I was excited to finally be leaving the bland constructing walls i had grew accustomed to during my stay. Pj had explained most of my past and in a way it made me feel glad I didn't remember, but also guilty. All these amazing people, whom loved me dearly and I can't even remember them. Fortunately, they know it's not my fault and doctors expect that I will gain my memories back in time, usually it's triggered by seeing something from the past. Because of this, the first place on our list is my house, since they believe I will have quite a few memories there.
I was fairly excited to get my memories back. From my understanding Pj and I were, are, I don't know but anyway, in a relationship. He told me the basics of it. We had been on a couple dates, hung out at each other's houses. He also expressed that he didn't want to continue our relationship until either my memories come back or I decide to date him and make new memories. Instantly, I was grateful that he wasn't going to pressure me into continuing our relationship and would rather me remember or develop new feelings. But I couldn't help but feel bad. I was literally crushing his heart because I didn't remember him. I knew I trusted him and I think he's someone I want to remember and maybe continue dating, which is why I want my memories so I can decide.
Oh and I nearly forgot. He also had informed me of my father's devious acts of cruel torment. I was a bit saddened by this news, but at the same time it explained a lot. I felt like knowing was better than not knowing. One topic i wished to know more about was the girl, Bunny. Everyone was a bit reluctant to explain whether we were friends or not. From what I was told, Bunny wasn't a nice person but she now is.
Eventually, after the exhausting journey to my house , we pulled up outside a building. We all quickly piled out of the car. The sweat aroma around the house seemed comforting, despite the house's obvious neglection. Trailing behind Pj we walked to the front door. He carefully placed the key in the lock and twisted, successfully unlocking the house, before gently pushing the door open and stepping in.
Finally done. This took far too long to be out. I'm sorry. Forgive me. Okay I have no news, next chapter should be out shortly. Goodbye Pups!
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FanfictionFresh is a nerdy teenage boy with a troubled past, which causes him to have anxiety. He lives alone so he must juggle working, school, homework and hanging out with friends. Desperate for no one to find out he keeps it to himself and thus is seen as...