"𝓜𝓘𝓡𝓐𝓒𝓛𝓔 𝓒𝓗𝓘𝓛𝓓" TBP X Reader.

𝓗e Won't Leave, Right?

{ 031. }

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Y/N POV;
𝓘t has now officially been a whole week since my first game. I was now in the bathroom, taking a shower.

Finishing, I walk out of the shower. I put on my F/C robe, and wrap a towel around my hair.

Grabbing my t-shirt, I start to change.

Opening my eyes, I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes, widening in fear.

There was someone behind me. No, it was me. But, I looked different....

My hair was all messed up, my nose, bleeding, a very bad bruise in my eye. My clothes looking dirty, and wrinkled.

"You're almost next...." Yelling, I shut my eyes tightly. Trembling in complete fear.

After a while of hesitation, I peek. I was no longer there. It was just my imagination....

Hearing a loud yell come from outside the bathroom, I run out. Quickly taking off the towel that was wrapped around my hair, heading to the living room.

Kneeling down in front of Gwen, Gwenny look's at me.

"Y-Y/N....you're still here! You're safe," Gwen comments, immediately hugging me.

'Still here? Safe? Did she have a bad dream?' I think to myself, slowly hugging her back.

Letting go, Gwen glances at Finn before looking back at me.

"I just had a bad dream, that's all. I'm okay, don't worry." Gwen reassures.

Staring at Gwen, I sigh. Nodding.

"Okay. Just don't scare me like that, again...."

"I won't."

Y/N POV;
It was now the middle of the night. Both Gwen and Finn already in their rooms, sleeping.

Couple more minutes till dad is home, goes to sleep, then I can go.

Hearing the front door open, I sit up. Dad's home.

Hearing the car keys clank, I hear dad groan, walking into his room. Hearing a door shut right after. Lights out.

Getting out of bed, I head to my closet. I wear an extra pair of pants and sleeved-shirt, putting on my boots, and a coat. Last but not least, putting on my favorite beanie.

Opening my window, the cold breeze immediately hits my face.

Jumping out, shutting my window, I run up to my bike. Picking it up, I immediately start pedaling.

'Please let me find Griffin, today. Please let today be different.' I think to myself.

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Arriving back home, I hop off. Shoving my bike to the ground, disappointed.

I didn't find him.