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Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.20

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Rated: T (for teens due to strong language)

 

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Pairing: CryxReader

 

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I opened my eyes to see myself sitting in a chair, hands tied behind my back.
"What?" It was taking time for me to come to, "Where am I?"
"Glad to see you're awake." that voice.
I looked around to see no one, only a dark room. My eyes took time to adjust, but still found no one. A figure slowly appeared in front of me. "Comfortable?" it asked.
The silhouette came closer. I could now make out a smile. I struggled with the restraints, once more.
"What is this?" I whispered.

The lights were suddenly turned on.
"Isn't it obvious?" the voice asked. I looked up to see her. "I have to admit." she said, happily, "I didn't think it would come to this."
She walked around me. I was on edge, not taking my eyes off her for a second.
"I thought you'd finally get the message and run off." a faint chuckle, "But...I was wrong..." She stopped in front of me, "it seems that all you needed was a little push."
That's when I noticed the shiny object in her grasp. She slowly brought it closer to my face, "The best way to teach is by giving an example, is it not?" It slashed against my cheeks.
I winced as the red tears fell.

"Jenny, stop!" I yelled. "Why are you-"
"Doing this?" she finished, "I think you know why."
I struggled against the restraints, almost making the chair fall over.
"You never learn, you're stubborn." she sighed, "And it's those type of people that don't live long."
I was hyperventilating at this point.
"Hey, hey, ssssssh. It's okay." she stroked my hair for a second, "It's all water under the bridge, right?"
I bit my tongue, waiting for her to do something. It was only a matter of time before she'd continue.
"We're friends now, aren't we? I've accepted reality. You've helped me, _______. You really have." She brushed some hair out my face, "And in return, I'm going to help you, okay."
I could tell our definitions of help were very different.

"Stop it." I whispered, squinting my eyes shut, "Just let me go."
"Oh I will, don't you worry." she laughed, "I will, once you stop breathing, sweet heart." She slashed my cheeks again.
"Stop it!" I yelled, turning my head away from her.
She continued. Within every slash, deeper cuts became gashes, until all that was shown, was muscle.
"See, I prettied up that little face of yours." she giggled, "Don't you think Ryan would be ecstatic to see you like this?"
I shivered.
"Cause I don't. It's not enough, oh no, not_ at_ all. We need to do more... much more."
"Stop it." I whimpered.

She grabbed me by my hair to look up at her. "I guess I should continue... with your eyes." she smiled and held the sharp object in her grasp then dove fast for me.

 

I quickly sat up gasping, my hand mechanically covering my mouth.
Did I... Did I just have a nightmare?
I tried to think hard of what it was, but couldn't remember. My body slowly stopped shaking as my breathing relaxed. I felt a grip around my waist tense. I looked over to see, in the darkness, two shiny glints staring at me. 

 

(a few hours later...)

"Come on, just tell me." he whined.
"No" I refused.
"Oh come on." he said.
"I said no. I don't remember it anyway."
"______, you woke up... shaking and hyperventilating." he said, "If something scared you that much, I'm sure you can remember it."
I shook my head. He sighed in frustration.
"I'm trying to help, you know." he said.
"I know..." I said, trying to remember, "M-maybe it was because of those movies we watched Friday night to Saturday."
He half laughed, "Sure... blame all the Saw movies..."
"I'm just sayin'." I said, shrugging, "If we watched Scream, then I probably wouldn't be going through this."
"Scream, really?" he looked at me in disbelief, "One of the most predictable horror movies ever made...?"
"Hey, hey... no hating on the movies." I said.
"They're not even scary. It's always about two psychos killing people off one by one so easily because most of them are curious idiots that go looking in dark random places because they heard a noise, the caller said they were outside their front door, or because they answered some movie trivia wrong. And the entire goal of these movies is to kill off a surviving girl who puts all the victims at risk with her being there in the first place." he ranted.
"I thought it was scary..." I said in a tiny voice, "It used to give me nightmares as a kid."
He looked at me again in disbelief.

It was Sunday and we've had nothing but rain since Friday. Ryan decided to have a horror movie night Friday night through Saturday morning and had me stay over the entire weekend. I've managed to make him believe that my nightmares were caused by the movies when that wasn't even the case. I've been having nightmares for over a week now. Sadly, I can't remember them once I've woken up and it's driving me nuts. What could possibly scare me to this point?

I decided to leave early, even though it was also his day off. I made an excuse on how I had some test to study for... But instead, I went to visit (ex's name). Apparently, he's been quite the handful lately. Just a few days ago, he tried to escape from the hospital. He can only have visitors every few days now. I couldn't help but feel bad for his current state. I knew no one was to blame for his condition but...

I walked into the room to see he was asleep. I sat down next to the bed and sighed. I had been visiting him for a while now. Every time he says the same thing in different context, telling me how someone is drawing closer and closer. I didn't understand... Or was it I didn't want to? I had a feeling my mind knew exactly what he was talking about, but turned off my curiosity from telling me. My head hurt, trying to piece everything together, but to no avail did I find an answer.

"How is he?"
I jerked back at the sound, unexpectantly and looked over to see Jenny in the doorway.
"Uhm... he- he's okay."
She frowned in my direction and walked in, "Pity, I thought Ryan would have done a better number on him."
"The cops are the reason why he's like this, not him." I quickly said.
She just nodded and walked to the other side of the bed.
"I hear he's gone crazy." she half laughed.
"It's... from the concussion."
She nodded again and took a seat.

We both were silent. I felt uneasy.
"So did he say anything?" she suddenly asked.
"About what?" I asked coldly.
"Oh you'd know..." she said with a daring smile.
"No, I don't think I would." I spat.
"Hm, okay." she nodded again. She was beginning to get on my nerves. "So how's Ryan?"
I knew she would ask sooner or later. "He's good." I answered.
"Is he happy?"
"Yes."
"Are you happy?" she got up, leaning over (ex's name), "Cause you're not looking too good."
"I'm fine." I answered coldly, "Just haven't been sleeping very well."
"Oh is that it?"
I shot her a glare.

"At times like this, it's best to be on your guard." she advised.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"Paranoia..." she whispered, "can be a bitch, but helpful. I'd be on my guard if I were you. You never know what will appear out of the blue and attack."
"What the hell are you even saying?" I asked.
She's even more insane than I thought. She smirked and walked to the door, her boots clashing with each step. The sound was beginning to annoy me.
"If I were you, in this situation, I'd heed the warnings I was given and leave." I froze, "You never know what lies in the shadows, waiting for a chance to strike. Especially, when you've been given so many chances to free yourself."
She walked out.

My mind went into overdrive to calm my now shaking hands. My curiosity finally turned back on and reveled at the information.
Hell's bitch equals... Jenny.
I looked over at the bed to see him awake, "I warned you to leave before she... before she strikes." he grunted.
"But-"
"She's already made her first move."
I got up. "Hey..." I gave him a warm smile and patted him on the arm.
"You shouldn't come here anymore." he whispered.
"What?"
He looked at me, changing his expression to an angered one, "Get out!"
I took a step back.
"GO!" he yelled, "Be on your guard. It doesn't matter whether you're in his arms or not at this point. You don't know what's going to happen next. Just get out of here!" Nurses came into the room, and I left.

I sighed as I walked back home to my apartment. On my door was a note:

Fed Cubby at 2.

-(friend's name).

I took it off the door and went inside to be welcomed by a cute, furry face and tiny bark.
"Hey, Cubby." I was grateful (friend's name) was helping look after him/her.
I had been so busy at college and trying to spend time with Ryan, not to mention dealing with the nightmares... It's been a stressful week.

I thought about Jenny's words at the hospital and shook my head.
"She was just trying to scare me."
Nothing's wrong...
It's just been a stressful week... But.. what if it wasn't. What if everything that (ex's name) told me was true. What if he was trying to tell me what her plan was. What if he's right...? I thought about it.

Jenny is a psycho, an obsessive psycho... What if she comes after me just to get him back. Knowing her... she'll probably take it too far and go out for blood.
I sat on the couch petting Cubby in my lap.
I don't think it's dangerous but... there is a risk involved here.
His words beamed in my mind.
So Jenny's beginning to pounce. All this, just for one guy... it's crazy. What do I do? I could leave and forget about this...
I shook my head...
No. No! I'm not doing that. She was just trying to scare me. But I had to be sure... For now, I'll keep my distance. At least... until the nightmares cease.
But how was I going to be able to pull that off?

Thoughts of Jenny burned in my mind. She was up to something. I just didn't know what... and didn't wish to find out. I just have to keep my distance. But it made me wonder... What will her next move be?

But the real challenge had just begun...

How do I avoid Ryan?

Don't you hate it when you wake up close to noon and think to yourself, "Did I forget something?" Then a few hours later, you remember... "Crap, the fic!"
Sry this is l8. I forgot to post it last night.
It's pretty bad... no, make that VERY bad... it's... dying... I dnt understand it anymore (hell, I never did).
... *sigh*...
Okay, before you Cry Fan-girls decide to hunt me down and cut my throat...
I technically did not break them up (believe me, I wanted to, however... it just wouldn't have fit). I'm just having the reader get some space... feel a lil better, safe... See what the hell Jenny is up to...
There, no trust issues, yet... and I'm gonna die down on the drama... cuz this fic... is just too crazy.
ENJOY PPLS...
ya know what... I didn't really like this chap (not as much as 18) so feel free to bash on this one. (yeah I'm giving permission for this chap)
Have any questions? just ask!

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DO NOT AVOID HIM JUST B/C OF THAT MOTHERFUCKING JENNY!!! FUCK THAT SLUT!!! AGH JUST AIJFN0R8XNG,MQRIUPWNJ.....Okay im done