《Jealous Lines III NaJ! Paperjam X reader III》(7)
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(Y/N) POV
I woke up feeling moody as he11. I decided to wear a basic outfit
and ask Chara to drive me. I fell asleep as he drove since I was emotionally tired.
Paperjam POV
Chara was one again driving me, but this time I saw (Y/N) sleeping in the front seat.
"Chara, why's your sis asleep?"
"Dunno maybe she's tired."
"But she's usually so alert."
"She's in her moods. Probably gonna skip again to have her episode."
"Oh."
"Wanna see?"
"Sure?"
Chara took a paper ball and threw it at (Y/N)'s face. Her eyes immediately shot open.
"CHARA SOMEONE ATTACKED ME GIVE ME A GUN!!!!"
"Sis you're yelling."
"I'm sorry *sob* I'm just so, so, SO MAD! But I also feel sad."
Then she passed out again.
"My Asgore is she always this loud?"
"Yes."
He parked the car and woke (Y/N) up. She ran towards the back of the school.
"Yep she's skipping."
He grabbed her backpack and teleported away, probably to find her. She look so cute when she was mad . . . OH MY GOD WHAT AM I THINKING?! I saw Chara teleport back to Horror, so I decided to skip. I teleported to where (Y/N) had run off to and saw that she changed, probably using magic.
(Ignore the hair and put your initials on the Letterman)
I walked over and saw her Letterman It looked very similar to my own. I noticed that tears were streaming down her face and it started to rain. I didn't want to leave her out in the cold, so I picked her up and teleported home. I put her down on the bed before I felt a tight grip on my arm. I turned to see (Y/N) holding my arm. With a strong tug, she pulled me down next to her. We stayed like this for god knows how long. I lightly shifted. When our bodies made contact, she snapped awake.
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"Get out!"
I left, despite it my room. It was silent until I heard her angelic voice.
"Shadows settle on the place, that you left
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time
From the perfect start to the finish line
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong
We are the reckless
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone
We're setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home
It was a flood that wrecked this
And you caused it
And you caused it
And you caused it
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette
A lifeless face that you'll soon forget
My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone
Setting fire to our insides for fun
To distract our hearts from ever missing them
But I'm forever missing him
And you caused it
And you caused it
And you caused it."
I heard footsteps coming and the door opened. (Y/N) was standing there and looked exhausted.
"You heard it all huh?"
"Yeah. . ."
"Tell anyone and I'll snap your neck."
She fell on me and I caught her before she fell to the ground.
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"(Y/N)?! Are you okay?!"
"Ye."
She lifted her head, her face a bright blush. She looked drunk.
"PJ~ Have I evry tolf you hos butiful you aaaare?"
I blushed brightly.
"W-what? (Y-Y/N) are you o-okay?"
"I'mmmm mooore tan okey."
"You are not okay."
"Oooh you stuuupid PJ."
"What?"
"Doooon't you get it? I wub yoooouo!"
"Says who?"
"Says uh meeeeeeeee!"
Suddenly she wasn't drunk and instead red highlights appeared.
"DON'T YOU GET IT?! I LOVE YOU BUT YOU'RE SO MEAN! I WANTED TO BE FRIENDS AND LOVE YOU, BUT YOU SO MEAN! YOU REMIND ME SO MUCH OF THEM. THEY WERE MY EVERYTHING THEN HE CAME! HE RUINED EVERYTHING! MY FRIENDS! My mind! My looks! My life . . ."
Then she passed out again. Before I could move, I got a call.
"Hel-"
"PAPERJAM WHERE THE HE11 IS MY SISTER?!"
I fall backwards at the volume.
"Chara? She's with me. I took her home when it started to rain."
"YOU BETTER NOT HAVE DONE ANYTHING TO HER! I'M COMING OVER RIGHT NOW!"
"Sure."
He hung up and I carried (Y/N) to the couch.
She loves me? Then why is she so cold? And who is he?
to be continued
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