Snotlout x Reader Stories

Chapter 8: How To Let The Lonely In

A/N
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Obviously this song belongs to Christina Perri. In the story you 'made' this song but it's just for story purposes.

🎶Singing🎶
Action and thoughts
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I couldn't sleep. I was silently crying once everyone in the house fell asleep. I was weeping so much I started to get a headache. It's been days since I last seen (y/d/n).

I couldn't stop thinking about (y/d/n). I quietly got up, I made sure I didn't wake up Astrid up.I looked at her and she was sound asleep.

I changed, and left the house and started to sing quietly to myself. It always made me feel better in a weird and comforting way...music is how I can express myself whether happy, angry, and, in this case, sad.

It was a song that I have made when I left home. When I lost everything. It's a song that meant a lot to me.

🎶Two AM, where do I begin
Crying off my face again
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed🎶

🎶I'm a ghost of a girl
That I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl
That I used to know well🎶

I headed towards the familiar forest.

🎶Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again🎶

I walked to the area that I trained with my dragon, my best friend.

🎶Too afraid, to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night
For the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me till I fall asleep🎶

I walked towards the edge with tears falling. The place where (y/d/n) and I actually first flew.

🎶I'm a ghost of a girl
That I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl
That I used to know well🎶

As I looked into the ocean I looked at the moon. It was shining brightly, it was reflecting onto the ocean

🎶Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again🎶

I sat down and letting the tears fall down as the wind blows. I started to remember my parents. I miss them so much.

🎶Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me
And the lonely🎶

I gripped onto my mother's golden locket that was around my neck and closed my eyes

🎶Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again🎶

I slowly opened my eyes and opened the locket and inside was (y/d/n)'s scale that (he/she) shed off. I closed it and held it close to my heart. Looking at the horizon. Thinking about (him/her) and the family I lost.