Sleepy head//Peter Ballard Fanfiction

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Y/n's pov

"What do you mean play along, why are you helping me?" I ask.

"Play along, act like you belong here, like you're brainwashed.
I'm helping you because you deserve to be loved by people who actually love you and that are not just faking like they do."

     We made it to my room, and I go in.
Peter comes towards my bed. I get in the bed and lay down.

"Goodnight Y/n"

    How does he know my name?
  
   And with that Peter walks out of my room and I fall asleep.

Y/n's dream:

      I look around at my surroundings. It looks like hell.
There's tentacle-like things everywhere. Instead of baby demogrogens they're grown ones.

"The upside down." I whisper.

"That's right" I turn around to see a corpse like figure.

"Hello Y/n"

"Why am I here?"

    He takes his hand out.

"You're here to join me." He says. "So are you willing to join me?"

"I-I, no"

"Wrong answer"

     He brings his hand up to face. I slap it. I jolt up from my nightmare.