𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕕𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕜 |Seth B. X Reader|

S2 Chapter #3: The Attachment

TW⚠️: Disturbing content/imagery, bl00d, yelling, sl3f h@rm, too much angst

Author's Note:
Hey everyone! I maybe doing a QnA with y'all knowing how popular the book got. My discord is "allenwasneverreal#9572" please DM there and feel free to ask questions. I'll be making Author QnA chapters on here so if you want, I can post your questions on there!!
Thank you for reading this cause this book started as a joke at first but I soon realized that people began to like this book. You guys mean so much to me as a young writer. Enjoy what's come from the future!!

Update: My discord user is allen#4091, it changed awhile ago so I've been writing this chapter for about half a month lol sorry

(Back to the book)

(Long chapter)
[I mean very VERY long chapter]

Y/N's POV

I woke up to my phone vibrating on the night stand. Seth woke up as well to the noise.
Somebody is calling me, I thought to myself. I soon grabbed it and answered.

"Hello?" I tried starting up a conversation with this unknown person because I forgot to look at the name.
"It's Colby, we are heading out early to the asylum just to let y'all know. Meet us at the lobby floor." Colby insists.
"Got it." I respond and hanged up.

I got up from Seth's bed but being unsuccessful. Seth pulled me back down and kissed my forehead.
"Don't leave." Seth slurring the 'e'.
"We have to, Colby wants us to get ready early to go to the fucked up place." I joke.
Seth groans and let's me get up.
I head to the front door to grab my luggage and bring into the bathroom so I can get change.

As soon as I walked in to the bathroom, I closed the door behind me. I look in the mirror and just get a weird gut feeling. It's always the same repeating gut feeling I get before something terrible happens. Same feeling I got when we went to the Washington State trip. I shrug it off knowing that something terrible is going to happen. I can't just pretend that nothing bad is going to happen. That's what I thought the last time when we went to the asylum. Plot twist, I was dragged to my doom. Also, same gut feeling I got when we went to the Halmin Church. News flash, passed out at the church too. Can't wait for this trip.

I open my luggage and grab my baggy ripped jeans and my favorite T-shirt. Let me explain my this T-shirt real quick. Harry Styles and Wallows signed it on the back. It's not important to what is about to happen to my life but might as well just die with your favorite idols' signatures on your shirt.

Anyways, I grab the hoodie that I was wearing to bed, aka Seth's hoodie. We already know how special this hoodie is. Back when Seth and I were dancing on the train station roof, it began to pour and he handed me his hoodie. That was the day I knew that I've fallen hard for him.
As soon as I finished getting ready, I rolled out the luggage near Seth's bed and grabbed my converse which were right in front of his night stand. The same converse I wore when I got my ass dragged by a demonic thing that looks exactly like my mom. I wish I wasn't this funny when I want to just ball my eyes out. This is a way I cope before and after something.
I tie on my converse and wait for Seth to be done tying his shoes. God damn he's slow as fuck tying his shoes. I'm not going to tell him I thought that cause next thing you know he's going to dissing my Minecraft blanket and I'm not going to let that happen. It will possibly ruin my ego.
Luckily my luggage can be turned into a backpack so I proceed to just pull the handle down and wrap the straps over my shoulder.

"You ready for this trip?" Seth asks.
"Let's just say I regret being apart of this plan." I joke... half joke.
"That doesn't sound believable Y/N." He adds with a sarcastic remark.
"None of the things I say are believable Seth." As soon as I said that, I got like a "That's So Raven" moment rewinding back to middle school.
Middle school was a fucking nightmare, literally is a nightmare.
Seth and I exited his apartment and walked to the elevator to meet with Colby and Sam at the lobby floor.
"I never liked these types of hallways." I said trying to spark up a conversation between us.
"Why's that?" Seth asks in curiosity.
"They just look ominous and so- empty." I replied.
"Don't they look like they would be apart of the backrooms?" I added.
Seth looks away to stare off into the distance to know what I meant.
"Holy shit you are right! This looks like it would be apart of the backrooms." Seth replied.