Letters //TPN x Reader//

Messed Up (Just a oneshot)

The life of Y/n was never great. It was the worst as Y/n tought to herself. Her family was so broken apart. Every night or afternoon or even morning.

There's always either:

Glasses broken.

Shouts.

Or even thrown stuffs.

Either it was from her parents or from her fight with her sister, they're the same. Y/n would try to covered it up with a smile and cheery voices. When deep inside, she was tired, sick of it, and even wanted to die.

On her hand was filled with marks of cuts and scratches. Even blood.

Two cuts, three cuts..
No, make it ten.

Y/n sighed and cried. She fell and faltered on the table. The tiny sobs and the wishper of "help" were heard. But iust for her. Not anyone.

The wall was covered with writings and torned up papers. The writing was fulled of things she wished she didn't do. It always included her mistakes she made. Her wishes and fake promises she or anyone made. The old drawings that was stained by blood.

Everything is dark and messy. She turned up the music loudly as she started to cry silently.

"I just want this to be over.." she muttered. It was a mess. She was tired and sick of it. All of the movies were the same.

They always had a happy family or borken family but always have a happy ending for them. Sad ending for the viewers, happy ending for the characters.

Y/n was sick of it. The sounds of fighting was heard downstairs. The long sleeves she covered, she lifted it and took out a cutter beside her.

Just one more cut for her.

She always blamed it on her. The reason why this family faltered was because of her. That's what Y/n always tought.

She took the sleeping pills beside her. Y/n just wanted to sleep and escape reality. She didn't want to hear the fights.

She was sick of it.

Wether it's herself, her younger brother, her older sister, her parents...

She's tired of it. The responsibility was too much. The reality broke her apart. She hated it.

Slowly, she was doozed of to sleep thanks to the sleeping pills. But what's odd is that she dreamed in a new world.

A wierd kind of world. Y/n opened her eyes. She found herself in white uniform. Slowly, she rolled up the long sleeves. There were no cuts she made. She was confused.

"Wake up everyone!! Or you'll miss breakfast!"

Y/n looked at the source of the voice. It's  a girl's voice. A familiar person.

'Emma?!'

She was surprised. Y/n checked her surroundings. This was too good to be true. She pinched her cheecks.

'It's too good to be fake!'

Y/n stepped down and felt the coldness of the floor. "Ah, cold!" She hopped up.

The body felt fine and healthy. She didn't feel dizzy. She was diagnoised with amenia.

Y/n felt happy and walked to the changing room. She looked at the mirror. Due to her surprise, the face seemed different. A bit more American. The eyes weren't Chinese-like.

She was happy. She could see things clear. 'Fudge glasses, I don't need you anymore!'

But the problem is, she didn't know who's she's in.