A Change Of Plans.. (One Of Us Is Lying x Fem! Reader)

•𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤, 𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙚..• (𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4)

Edited: No
Warnings: Non
Key Words:
(Y/n) = Your name

-Normal- = -Whispering-
~Normal~ = ~Time Skip~

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The lock quietly clicked ever so slightly when you turned it to the right numbers, it was so slow that you could blink 100 times before it would click open, but you'd only blinked 17 times out of those 100 times when you opened the locker.

You were about to pull out your secretive notebook, when Abby suddenly walked up to you, now standing beside you, "Hey, Y/n, did you possibly get detention in a weird way?" you let go of the notebook and close your locker quietly, "No. I chose to go there myself. I-..I had a feeling that something weird would happen, s-s-so I went there on my own. A-.. And.. turns.. out.. I was correct..." you say truthfully, your voice getting quieter by the end while you're making eye contact with Abby.

"You... Chose to go.?" Abby asks with pure confusion and a bit of suspicion, "Yes. I- I know it sounds really, really suspicious, but please belive me on this one." Abby only nodded before leaving, to go somewhere else, when your phone beeped from a notification, but you didn't even wanna check, already knowing what it was from, since you had a different notification beep for everything on your phone.

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Standing there awkwardly, you look around the room filled with people in black clothes and pictures of Simon, his parents were holding a "memorial party" for him being in a coma, you thought it was completely weird to act like he was dead when he was very clearly in a hospital in a coma and not six feet in the ground, lifeless.

You wanted to move and go somewhere else that wasn't so crowded, but you couldn't..

It was like you were frozen, your eyes wide, your body shaking in fear, your body stiff like a stick, and it was not only because of the big crowd in the room, but because, you could hear things around you, it was like a huge guilt was taunting you to say what you knew, but the thing is, that thing is not true..

You saw yourself as the reason Simon was in a coma, and you weren't conpletely wrong of course, but what you were wrong about, was that you didn't think of it as you saving him from dying, no, you saw it as you tried to kill him..

You didn't..

You hadn't even been near his cup of water, but yet you had something in your head telling you, that it was all your fault, that it was you who tried to kill him, it was you who planted the peanut oil in Addy's locker, it was all your plan to get attention..

But it wasn't..

Your mind was making up lies that somehow controlled your sight, your ears, your feeling, your smell, your taste, everything...

It was like it had taken over your body..

Like it had slowly taken over your thought process at first, and then when you slept it went faster because your mind was shut off from your normal thoughts..

Then it would take over your dreams..

Then your sight..

Then your hearing, smell, and taste..

And then at last..

Your body, your feeling, your feelings, and your imagination...

The fake guilt had taken over you..

You really couldn't move, you were shaking like crazy, you felt like you had to throw up, but you couldn't, and it felt like you were about to cry, salty tears even started to form in your lower eyelid, but they couldn't drop since you couldn't blink, you couldn't move...