Your mom was a drug addict and drinker, while your dad was very abusive. You had finally had enough of the abuse, so one night, you ran away, hearing voices calling for you at your home. You seemed human, but you were really a full blown monster, just like about half the residents in the town. You were covered in bruises, cuts, and many scars from your parents abuse. You carried a small, (f/c) backpack, that actually seemed to contain a black hole. While you were looking back, you ran into a couple. You were only about 10, and you had lived with the abuse all of your life, just because your parents wanted a guy instead of you. You ran into two, kind skeletons. You saw their kindness in their souls. Your soul was unique, but never let your soul out, because you knew people would bully you because of it. The turquoise and red parts stood up like a human's, and stayed in the middle and left of your soul, but the blue part was upside down, like a monster's. Anyways, seeing the kindness in their souls, you hid behind them. They got a good look at your injuries, fresh ones for proof, and both of your parents got arrested, and you were adopted by the nice couple.
This nice couple turned out to be Dream and Cross. You were the youngest of 3 children, Whipple, Lucid, and you. Whipple is very over protective of you, but respects you enough to back off when you believe that you can handle it. He knows your emense strength and power. You were very shy, but within a little time with Pj, he grew a liking for you, standing up for you when you were bullied. Eventually, you will return the favor.
Will your friendship with him grow into something more, or will he leave you when he sees who you truly are? You will just have to find out.
(Also, this is my first Pj x reader, even though I have a Sans x reader called Harsh Love. I know very little about the Naj AU, but I've been reading about it and researching things about it. There will be little-to-no profanity, and NO LEMONS!!!)
CRINGE WARNING!
First book I ever wrote on here!!
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"Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun."
I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest.
They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted.
People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'.
I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me.
I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy.
Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1
Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8
Copyright 2014