You left me behind ~isaac Foster(Zack)×Reader

headaches

3 years later*

Keep in mind:
Zack:23 yrs
Y/N:21
And Ray,there is no Ray,she is Dead 😬(atleast in my story)

Snowflakes,beautiful,white snowflakes,coming from the grey sky.

Grey,just like me.

I look blankly over at my sketch book.

Who am i?

A girl that lost her memories?
A girl that lost herself?
A girl with no future?
Its c,a girl with no future,nothing can fix me,im dumb,atleast i know how to do maths,numbers,read and other important things,the other things are a blur.

Did i have friends?
I dont remember
Did i love someone?
..when i think about it.. I dont know why,but my heart hurts.
Did my lover die? If I had one.
I have no idea. But my instinct tells me he is out there.
I heard about the death of Rachel Gardner.
Why does that name remind me..of someone?
Do i know her?

I started to sketch random things. Creepypasta drawings,anime like 002 with Hiro. And more.

I started to get bored,so i flipped my self on the bed. I feel like..

A lifeless doll.

My E/C eyes were dull. My S/C skin was way more pale than usual. And my H/C hair was... tangled

Since when did i brush my teeth? One week i think. Not much. But i still should.

I think im going to take a bath..

I get up and turn on the water.
I grab my clothes and put them near the towel.
I started to strip,what a weirdo i am. And look at my body. Naked, im so pale.. so skinny. I sigh

I get in the warm water.

Bubble. Pop. I start to giggle. Im such a five year old some times. I start to rub my thigh with soap, and wash my body. As I was cleaned with the help of the water. The headaches kicked in.

"Shit.." i whispered shouted.

Flashback
'MOMMMM' I scream at the top of my lungs.
'YES HONEY WHATS WRONG SWEETIE??" she says running over to my room. She calms down and rolls her eyes."SPIDER" i scream.she grabs the spider calmly and throws it out the window.
She always loved spiders i wonder why...
End**

I started to tear up,the pain...its just too much.

Another one apeared,a few days ago. I was at a funeral. M/N L/N was written on the grave...it was my mother. I still dont know how she died,i dont remember. God i wish i could.

Believe me,you wish you couldn't.