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Haunted: I Hear Your Breathing

Summary: They say time heals anything, but it definitely didn't heal the guilt awakening in Sam Winchester's heart when he faces a young girl who's identical to his dead best friend, killed fourteen years ago.

Character(s): CryBaby, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Adam Milligan, Charlie Bradbury, Castiel, Jack Kline, Melanie Martinez (flashback), William Blair (flashback), Jackie Molina (flashback) and Miles Nasta (flashback).

Pairings: Sam Winchester/William Blair (flashback)

Warning(s): Blood and Injury (non-graphic), Implied/Referenced Child Abuse (mentioned).

“I’m glad you came, Sammy, really.”

“To be honest, me too. It's good to just have fun, you know? I just hope they don't take so long.”

The moon alongside the stars shone bright over both teenagers. It was late, way past midnight, the streets were empty and the only sound heard were the leaves dancing against each other, following the rhythmic breeze.

“So, what do you think about my offer, hm?” Will muttered, nuzzling his face onto Sam's neck. “I want to spend some time with my favorite Sam.”

“Do you have others?” Despite being dark, the reddish tone on his cheeks were still visible. William’s chuckles send slight shrivers to his soft skin.

“Not better than you though,” The brunette sucked a breath in, craving to feel more of Sam’s natural fragrance. “I just wish you went to my apartment, only for tonight.”

“You know I can't, I have-” Sam paused, suppressing a moan when his friend peppered small and slow kisses on his neck. “I have an assignment tomorrow. I shouldn't even be here in the first place.”

“You're no fun,” William pulled himself away to face his friend for a second. “But I understand, being smart is part of your charm. Need to keep that.”

Sam playfully shook his head, before his eyes widened when Will pushed his hands under his shirt.

“Don't worry Sam, you know me, I don't do things in public, well, unless you want to,” He told him, sensing Sam's body tense. “It's not like I would have any problems pinning you down right here and br-”

“We're here!” Melanie's voice warned both boys of her presence. “Look what we got!” She raised her arms holding the pizza boxes while her friend Jackie showed the sodas.

She eyed the spot Will’s hand was placed and a smirk appeared on her face. “You know what Mel, I think we should leave these alone to… you know, we better not interrupt.” Jackie teased.

“God, I hate you so much.”

“Love you two Sammy.” Melanie sat at his side, with the pizza boxes still on her lap. Jackie took a seat next to Will, handling him one of the bottles while she opened hers.

“So, you're planning a tour right now?” Sam asked, taking a slice from pepperoni pizza.

“Yeah,” She replied, swallowing the pieces before continuing. “We’ll probably start around august next year, I'm just finishing some schedule things, you know, boring stuff.”

“Uhum.”

“I mean, I have my setlist done. I was thinking about doing some covers like I used to or do acoustic versions of a few songs until-” A high pitched scream left her lips when someone shook her shoulders from behind, revealing to be her other friend. “Miles! What the fuck!?”

Everyone cackled at Melanie's reaction, while she slapped his arms in fake annoyance. Miles just laughed and sat between her and Jackie, stealing her slice of pizza. “Surprised with my illustrious presence?”

“Not really.” Sam chuckled when the drummer rolled his eyes at his response.

“Hush Sammy-boy, don't you have a boyfriend to make out?”

“Let me finish, damnit!” Melanie exclaimed in fake annoyance, almost choking due to speaking with her mouth full.

“Careful girl, you can't just die before your own concert.” Jackie patted her back.

“Don’t even say something like that, who's gonna pay my bills?” William joked, earning heartfelt laughter from the group.

“Sammy?”

Dean's voice pulled Sam from the bittersweet memory he found himself remembering again.

It felt wrong. For a moment he saw himself back in the past where he could be so carefree and laugh with his friends even for a few minutes, and now he was heading back towards the Bunker with his brother who was worried about his daydreaming state.

“You alright?”

No, he was far from alright. How could he be fine when today marked exactly fourteen years that his best friend had been killed.

Sam realized he was probably taking too long to answer and it definitely rang a bell on his brother's head, however he did what he always did when he was hurting; He nodded, cleaned his throat and said “I'm fine.”

Dean glanced at him for a last time before focusing on the road ahead of them, desiring to get home the fastest he could.

But they weren't coming home with only each other as usual. No, today they were coming home with Cas and Jack, a nephilim, which honestly Sam was surprised considering the fact his brother wanted to shoot a bullet through the kid's head.

Anyway, they could discuss things better in the Bunker. Jack was the first one to walk past the door, followed by Cas, then Dean and Sam. “We're home!” The older Winchester announced, expecting an answer from downstairs.

“Finally.” Charlie replied.

Sam was so focused on his own steps he only noticed a second person in the room, aside from Charlie, when he nearly reached the ground.

“Who’s the kid?” He heard his brother ask and when finally raised his head he was glad his arms were holding the handrail or else his knees would give in completely.

Sitting on Charlie's lap, there was a little girl, who shouldn't be older than five years old; She had bright skin, two-toned hair, one side colored and one side dark brown, in two twin-drill pigtails with pastel pink bows as she wore a purple pleated dress with a silk heart that features "K-12" embroidered onto it around the torso area, and also white puffy sleeves made out of tulle with woven flowers.

She was simply identical to Melanie, especially her little brown eyes that held mysteriousness in them. Sam couldn't stop staring at her, she looked so scared and even startled a little when Dean spoke out.

“Her name is CryBaby.”

Fuck.

No, no this couldn't be.

“I can explain to you guys, just let me get her something to eat, she's really needing it.” Charlie said, still wrapping protective arms around her.

Noticing the woman's gaze on his "son", Cas introduced him already. “Charlie, this is Jack, the nephilim.”

Charlie inclined her head. “I thought we were dealing with a baby nephilim.”

“He is, well, technically, he just physically aged himself faster.”

“Oh,” Now that was unexpected. “Then, nice to meet you Jack.” She freed one of her hands to greet him.

“Nice to meet you too, Charlie.” Jack shook her hand, a bright smile decorating his face.

“I need a break.” Sam mumbled to himself, unfortunately loud enough to Dean's ears. He excused himself and tried to reach his room at a quick pace, ignoring his younger sibling midway.

“Hello to you too Sam,” Adam turned around to watch him go. He entered the room where everyone was reunited. “Her lunch is ready- Oh, you guys are back,” His eyes fixed on Jack. “Is he…?”

“The nephilim? Yes.” Dean answered shortly.

“Hi, I'm Jack!” The youngest offered him an innocent smile that made Adam snort. It was funny to think this kid with the most cute features could be the devil's son.

“Uh… Hi?” Adam awkwardly waved at him.

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Sam dropped his bag somewhere in his room before he could sit on his bed, running his fingers on his shaggy hair. Dormant emotions were beginning to stir inside him just like unwanted memories.

Memories he spent a whole time keeping himself from remembering. He didn't want to remember how scandalous her laughter sounded, how she smelled like gum or the softness of her skin, which actually is the reason Sam tried his best to take care of his body and long hair.

The burning sensation on his eyes was getting stronger and he struggled to keep his breath steady. That's until he heard voices outside his room, distracting him from his own thoughts.

“Charlie, what the hell? Why did you bring that girl here?” He heard Dean's voice in the hallway. “We're in the middle of dealing with Satan's son and you decided to play babysitter?”

“I wasn't playing babysitter,” Charlie rolled her eyes. “When I went to the store she asked me to help her to get some candy, because guess what? She was hungry and she said her mom,” She peeked from her place to check if CryBaby was listening. “Was “sleeping” because that's what she does when she drinks too much.”

Dean's face fell at the confession, lowering his voice like Charlie so the kid wouldn't listen. “Was she on her own?”

“Yes! I just couldn't let her only have candy on her stomach, Dean!” She whispered. “Also, I need to take her to the infirmary.”

“Why? Is she hurt?”

Charlie crossed her arms. “Unfortunately, her little hands are covered in bandages and it's awful!” Sadness clouded her face. “She said her teacher hit her as a punishment for being late, but who does that? She hit her until she bled!”

“What!?” Sam swung the door open, finally leaving his room.

“Sam-”

“I need to see her” Sam walked past Charlie and Dean, who tried to grab his arms but he was fast enough to dodge.

Entering the kitchen, Sam could feel his heart wrench at seeing CryBaby eating the creamy pasta so fast as if desperate to get her hunger to stop. He wondered if she managed to eat something at school at least.

The little girl looked at him the moment she felt his presence, and for a moment Sam forgot how to breathe. Her eyes were exactly like Melanie's. It was frightening.

“CryBaby,” He heard footsteps behind him. “This is Sam, a friend of mine,” It's Charlie in her usual uplifting tone, giving his shoulders a light squeeze. “I just need to talk real quick to Dean, my other friend, and Sam here will make you company, okay?”

The kid seemed reluctant, he couldn't blame her, but she still nodded. Charlie smiled and left. Sam took slow steps, taking a seat in front of her, hoping his tall frame wouldn't intimidate the girl even more.

He wants to call her Melanie, that's who she used to b- No, that’s not her, Sam. Put this in your head. Her name is CryBaby, a pretty weird name, but that's her name. Not Melanie.

But she reminded him so much of her.

The hair split in two colors, the left side being darker and the other lighter; The cute gap on her front teeth; The little droopy brown eyes.

It would be difficult to disassociate both girls from each other.

“When you finish, can I take a look at your hands?” CryBaby froze and avoided looking at him. “It's to get you new bandages and help them heal better.”

“Can you make it better?”

‘Yes, I can! If you stay with me I'll never let anyone hurt you anymore’, it crossed Sam’s mind but he knew it wasn't true. “I can try.”

CryBaby gave him a weak smile and went back to eating. Sam furrowed his eyebrows looking at her using her injured hand to hold the fork, he wondered if it didn't hurt. “Do you want me to feed you?”

As much as his question sounded weird, the little girl had to agree. She spent the whole day having to use her hand to write and grab things even if it hurt like hell, a few pages on her notebook were stained with blood and the bandages were drenched, gluing to her irritated skin.

She definitely could use a break.

CryBaby then nodded and Sam pulled the plate towards him and took the fork, swirling it in the warm pasta, and leaning it towards her mouth.

She gladly ate it. “Hmmm, so yummy!” Sam's lips curved into a smile, dimples poking out of his cheeks. CryBaby was such an adorable kid.

“I'm glad you like it.”

Charlie and Dean watched the scene from the hallway and while the red haired beamed at the sight, Dean shook his head in disagreement. This was bad, he could tell his brother was getting attached to that kid and getting him to let her go would be tough.

Dean knew it was tough for Sam to face someone who looked exactly like his dead best friend, someone so important to him and he never could really grieve for. A headache was starting to show up.

By the time Sam finished feeding her, his brother and friend were nowhere to be seen. He placed the fork on the plate and got up, motioning to CryBaby follow him. “C'mon, let's go, this way.”

“Wait, I need to wash the plate,” CryBaby walked towards the sink. “Mommy gets mad when I don't wash it, she says I'm lazy and useless.”

“No, no, no, don't worry about it,” He carefully took the plate from her hands and placed it in the sink. “I won't be mad at you, and you're not useless, okay? You're just a kid, you're way too young to be worrying about this.”

Sam brushed off any thoughts pondering what other awful things CryBaby heard from her parents, instead he led her towards the infirmary. There, he said she could sit in one of the white-sheeted beds while he searched for a first-aid kit.

It was a little uneasy how CryBaby was such a quiet kid, not asking any questions regarding the magnitude of the place or anything alike. She just stood there, swinging her feet back and forth with hands on her lap.

“Found it,” He approached, kneeling in front of her just when the sound of footsteps were increasing. He turned around in time to see Castiel walking in. “Cas?”

“Sam,” He greets him, looking at the girl. “Do you need any of my assistance?”

Dean probably asked him to check on me, Sam thought. He glanced at the angel, before considering his offer. “Actually I do, Cas.”

Sam gently took Crybaby's right hand on his. “This may hurt a bit, okay? But I'll be careful.” Sam started to unwrap the bandages and as it got closer to the skin CryBaby winced in pain. After freeing both hands he grimaced at how bad it was; Her tiny hands were full of dark red lines, skin open in vertical and prone to bad infections if not treated correctly. Dried blood was all over her little palms, reaching her wrists.

“Could you do me a favor?” The hunter motioned him to come closer.

“Always.”

“Can you heal her?” He gently grabbed the back of her hands, showing the injured palms to his friend. Castiel studied the harm and then opened his hand in front of hers, bright light surrounding above it as her skin began to glue against each other, healing the tissue and washing the pain away.

CryBaby watched amazed as a tingling sensation ran through her hand and in an instant, her hands went back to normal, skin smooth as ever. “Thank you!” Sam smiled at the child's smile. “How did you do that?”

She grabbed Cas’ hands back and forth to see if there was something in there, as if what the angel had done was a magical trick. However, Cas tensed at the touch, eyebrows furrowing in both worry and confusion.

Crybaby's hands were so soft and small, not even close to half Castiel’s, but what surprised the angel was the magical aura surrounding her that suddenly overwhelmed him.

“Cas,” The Winchester's voice brought his attention. “You alright?”

“Y-Yes, I am,” Castiel nodded, slowly taking his hands away. “Do you require anything else?”

“No, she just needed this. Thanks Cas.”

“You're welcome.”

———

Dean and Charlie were currently talking in his room, after checking on Jack who was with Adam. Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on his door. “Come in.”

The door cracked open and Castiel entered the room, with a clear worry expression.

“Is everything okay? You look worried,” Dean immediately tensed up, adjusting his posture. “What's wrong? It's about Jack?”

“No, Jack is fine and doing good,” Castiel assured him. “It is about this girl,” He looked at the youngest. “Charlie, where did you find her?”

“Uh, I was at the market when she asked for help to get a candy from the vending machine because she was hungry,” Charlie explained. “She said she didn't get breakfast because her mom drank too much and she didn't know how to do it on her own.”

“Damnit,” Dean mumbled under his breath. If there's something that absolutely disgusted him was abusive parents that fucked up innocent children on purpose. “Okay, but why do you wanna know, Cas? What's the big deal?

“The deal Dean is that she may not be an ordinary child,” He said sternly. “I fear she is an Empath.”

“Empath? What the hell is that?”

“Empaths are immortal spirits that reincarnate after the death of their vessels. This means that they'll continue to inhabit multiple vessels until the end of time,” Castiel began explaining. “It was believed all of them were extinct, however it looks like this statement was wrong.”

“Hold on, why are you so sure that this kid is an Empath?”

“After I healed her, she touched my hands and right at this moment I could feel her aura. It's very powerful and specific, the last time I felt this was at the presence of an Empath thousand of years ago, and only can be noticed through physical touch."

“Okay, but you seem worried. Why? Are Empaths like… bad?” Charlie asked.

“I'm worried because Empaths are one of the most powerful beings in existence,” The way Dean and Charlie's jaw dropped would be funny if it wasn't a serious situation. “They can be just as powerful as an Archangel or… a Nephilim.”

Dean let out a loud sigh, rubbing his temples.

“Now that's just fucking great.”

#supernatural #supernatural fandom #supernatural fanfic #supernatural fic #spn #spn fic #light angst #light hurt/comfort #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #charlie bradbury #adam milligan #jack kline #crybaby #cry baby #melanie martinez #melanie martinez k 12

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imjustagir1 · 4 months

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hvlplvss · 5 months

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| LIGHT SHOWER

colby brock x singer!reader

summary: in which, colby brock is watching the opening show of his girlfriends tour, PORTALS, and he comes to realise a song is dedicated purely to him.

warnings: pure fluff. that’s all i have to say at this point. small mention of previous bad relationships

authors note: inspired by the song LIGHT SHOWER by melanie martinez. ur baso melanie martinez in this lmao. absolutely love her so i had to. but please just search on tiktok or smth ‘melanie martinez portals’ so you have an idea!!!

y/n has released her fourth album ever this year. PORTALS. something completely different from the rest of her albums.

a new era, most would call it. after creating the K-12 film, it took deep consideration and thought of the next steps in her career. which is when she came up with the idea of the fairy/nymph creature her music persona would become.

exploring this route, changed her entire aesthetic and when she disappeared off of social media for ages people began to speculate.

she’d even stopped appearing in her boyfriends youtube videos. y/n use to frequently take part in sam and colby’s ghost hunting videos, but after finishing her K-12 tour, she disappeared.

there was rare occurrences where colby would post her on instagram, only because y/n had agreed. but other than that, no one knew what was going on.

but here she was now with her fairy outfit on. the mask with four eyes, and the big fairy ears that stopped near her neck. the wig and the costume which were all purely based on the aesthetic of the album.

denver, colorado. the first show of the PORTALS tour. no one knew what to expect.

even colby didn’t know what to expect. he wasn’t even allowed to listen to the songs yet. y/n wanted to surprise him with all the music when he first watched the tour.

so he had no clue what to expect either. but to say he was excited was an understatement.

the boy was in awe of what his girlfriend had created. her imagination being the biggest ever. and no one seemed to be able to surpass her alternative, yet insanely creative ways.

sam and colby had agreed on taking a small break, while y/n made this huge leap. sam would of course go to the first concert with colby, accompanying his best friend, and supporting his other close friend.

the boys had brought a camcorder, so they could capture little things from y/n’s show on a cute little vhs film, which colby knew y/n would adore. and he was right.

colby and y/n walked slightly in front of sam backstage, holding hands, while sam secretly recorded the couple on the vhs.

the two swung their hands back and forth, colby being careful of the gloves which y/n wore to add to the look.

“it’s crazy, y’know?” colby said.

y/n looked up at him, “what’d you mean?”

“just, you. like i remember watching you at the last shows of crybaby and now you’re here. and i get to experience all of this with you. i just feel so lucky to have someone as smart and creative as you,” he explained.

y/n smiled, squeezing colby’s hand as they approached the wings of the stage, “you gonna go stand in front of the barricade?” y/n asked. colby nodded, “try to not to get taken down by crazy people,” y/n joked.

colby laughed, looking down at his girlfriend. “i am so so lucky,” he repeated. he gently pressed a kiss to her hair, careful of the mask, which was hand-painted to perfection. “i love you y/n, truly,”

y/n smiled, “i love you colby,” she was handed her microphone, as he began walking away, sending her a little cute wave as he disappeared.

now this song just meant even more for her to be able to perform.

sam had stuck in the wings, while colby had disappeared in front of the stage, waving at the few fans who managed to secure spaces at barricade. he held the camcorder in one hand, getting ready to record the first snippet as soon as he could.

“hello earthlings. it’s me, crybaby. i know you can’t see me. but i’m still here. wanna know a secret? there’s still a piece of me trying to become an angel. look into the light and repeat after me. our energy can’t be destroyed, we find our light within the void. we’ve been here before, we can do it again. the evolution will never end. we are protected, we are immortal. and tonight, we step into the portal,”

a note began and y/n stepped onto stage in her fairy form. “death is life, is death, is life, is death, is life, is,” drum beats.

colby picked up the camcorder as his girlfriend stepped forward, closer to the edge of the stage.

he looked in awe of the girl, taking in every little bit about her and how far she had come. the people she was able to bring together.

she was nearing the end of the fourth song on the album, ‘faerie soiree’. quite an upbeat song, which then faded into a slow ending, so far colby’s favourite song out the four he had heard.

watching his girlfriend dance across the stage, feeling her music so dearly. as the song ended, y/n’s four dancers walked off of the stage, leaving her alone.

new music started, the intro beginning to play. the girl walked forward to the edge of the stage, going down to her knees, sitting on her feet.

she sat in the centre of the stage, reaching out for colby’s hand, who gladly held on. y/n moved the microphone updward towards her lips. she looked at the boy in front of her.

“you are the light I've been searchin' for forever. feels like, man, i’ve really never felt the rain. buried in the desert, didn't think i’d push through the dirt. you just cleansed me like a waterfall, you came”

colby had then realised, there was a song written for him. y/n never fully wrote songs for someone. she always wrote them based on a broader subject.

however colby, didn’t want to jump to conclusions immediately, so he just continued to stare directly at his girlfriend, who didn’t take her eyes off of him.

“i’m screamin' like a kettle on a stove. you cranked the heat up, i was cold. my past grew mold around my heart. and all my anger, sadness, regret disappeared. it’s madness, i’m not used to all this water, love, it's true,”

this was what confirmed it for colby. as cocky as it sounds. y/n was singing for him. she was singing to him and only him.

he knew all about her past and how she was treated previously. and he’d promised to give her everything he could, treat her with the upmost respect and love. and that’s what he did.

“but you made me want to. plan out my last days on earth, eating you. ooh-ooh-ooh. the tips of your teeth fit perfect in me. you’re a shower of light i’d devour, anyday of the week. baby, cleanse me,”

the song had finished, and if colby was lying, he’d say he didn’t cry. but that boy had tears in his eyes and people who were standing off to the side behind him, could tell.

y/n let go off his hand, blew a kiss and ran off stage, preparing for her next song. colby wiped his left eye, to stop the tear that was so close to running down his face.

as the dancers came back on, dancing while y/n prepared to come on for her next song, colby picked up the camcorder and pretend like he didn’t just fall further in love with the girl.

colby assumed it was nearing the end of the show, as y/n was now finishing her 15th song, so he left from the barricade and walked back to the wings of the stage, meeting sam, who stood with his phone out, recording her from the sides.

sam noticed colby’s oncoming presence, “you alright there, colby?” sam asked, putting his phone down and turning to his friend.

“yeah, just you know, taking everything in,” he nodded.

“saw you shed a couple of tears down there, bro,” sam patted colby on the back, but he shoved his arm off.

“shut up,” he said in embarrassment.

sam rolled his eyes, “it’s fine colby. when y/n came off stage, she was crying. not in a bad way or anything. i think she just can’t believe everything, and having you here after everything she went through,” sam explained.

colby smiled slightly, looking down to the ground, “i really love her you know,” colby spoke, his eyes darting to the stage watching y/n finish her final song.

“and she loves you, so much,” sam replied, “she called you her light shower or whatever,”

#colby brock #colby brock imagine #colby brock smut #colby brock x reader #sam and colby #sam golbach x reader #smut #sam and colby smut #melanie martinez #portals #crybaby #k 12 #singer #Spotify

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furbiebitch · 5 months

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meet Venus 🧚🏼‍♀️✨

the Portals album just took over my soul all year, so Venus was born.

what’s your favourite song from Portals?

#furby #furby fandom #furby community #custom furby #furbies #furby mods #melanie martinez #the trilogy tour #portals album #k-12 album #crybaby album

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dangeroustaintedflawed · 2 months

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melanie martinez in K-12 𓆩♡𓆪ㅤ

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deep-fried-egg · 6 months

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Here’s a little snippet of my new ficcc

Warnings: transphobia, sexism, period talk, cursing, 13 year olds talking about genitals 😭, this is basically just k-12 except it’s a r insert

4k+ words

@jeonkio05 won 😣

I woke up in my all pink room to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ears, as I sat up I thought 'Wait, what was my dream again?' I get out of bed as my thoughts continue. 'I remember feeling trapped in rising heat and there were plastic or… cardboard cut-outs all around me? And my gums roots were pushing out my teeth and the voice of a thousand angels said to me, "It's temporary."

'Maybe that should be my new mantra as I step into what will inevitably be the worst years of my life.' I walk over to my calendar and I draw a red heart around the wretched day that it is. The first day of hell.

'Ah yes, off to a world in which girls are only to wear pink dresses and boys blue pants. Well, I dyed my uniform and embroidered flowers on the sleeves.' I open my walk-in closet door. 'Speaking of, I should probably change into my uniform right now… Nah, that shits itchy. It can wait.'

I step into my bathroom and I look into my mirror as I brush my half black half pastel rainbow streaked hair with my jade green hair brush with a golden heart on the back. 'Oh yeah, and in my dream, you know when the air below me was sucking my teeth out of their sockets, I noticed that my front two teeth stayed and the gap between them just kept getting larger and larger… How's that even possible? I know, right?' I squirt toothpaste on my baby blue toothbrush and I brush my teeth, after a few seconds I spit it out and I place the brush back on the counter as I step out of my bathroom and I head through my room into the kitchen.

'I wish my mom wasn't passed out right now and could at least drive me to the bus stop…' I grab my "alpha bites crunch" cereal and a bowl. I shook the box to get cereal out but instead I was surprised by my spider, Phillipe. "Phillipe? What are you doing in there? Don't scare me like that" I exclaimed as I watched Phillipe crawl on the dining room table.

'What was that angel's name again? Was it Willy or Layla? No, I think it was Lilith.'

Kindergarten. Wheels on the bus

The pink school bus with a blue interior picked me up at the stop and I chose to sit next to my best friend Angelita but it quickly got way too loud in the bus. I watched the bus driver drink from a flask as he continued driving to the sleepaway school.

"I feel so sick…" I spoke to Angelita. "I can't believe we have to do this." she responded. "Do you think we'll make any friends?" I asked as I looked at her in her brown eyes, "I hope so, but at least we have each other."

"That's true." I said with a sigh.

I heard the girls behind me laugh at each other before a pink paper airplane got thrown directly at my head. I turned toward the dyed blue boy who threw it before Angelita picked up the paper airplane and she read the text within before she turned around and yelled at them, "Real mature!"

"What does it say?" I asked, before she could tell me I leaned over and I read the neat handwriting on the paper. It read: "Gap toothed bitch."

I frowned after I read it, but my sadness only got worse when the kids behind me started mocking me…

"Awww does the bunny rabbit need some tissues?" Kelly, my blond bully with shoulder length hair and blue eyes teased.

"Its okay, don't listen to them. They're just plastic bullies." Angelita tried to comfort me but the kids behind me were too loud. Their bullying was getting to me. They were all standing up and saying "Wah wah, Cry baby." which was definitely making fun of my name, Cry Baby.

I silenced all of the hate in my mind so it wouldn't get to me anymore than it already did.

'This… Is K-12.'

All the chatter simmers down as the bus gets to our stop. Me and Angelita watch everybody file out of the bus and into the clean white school. We wait until everyone is out before we get up and leave the bus.

As we walk into the dark blue doors of the school a big bell on the very top of the school rings, showing that it's almost class time so me and Angelita push open the doors that were 2 times the size of our 5 year old bodies.

First grade Class fight

As we walk through the halls, littered with statues and paintings of ghosts and mystical creatures of the unknown I strike up a conversation with my friend.

"I don't know why people are so scared of death." I said nonchalantly. "I agree!" She replied, "It's just another part of life."

"You start in the womb, and you end in the tomb."

Angelita laughed as I said that, but then she asked me a question that made me think. "Wait a second… Where is everybody?" I hum in response, I didn't know either.

I changed the topic of the conversation, "I don't know if it's just because it's cold in here… but I'm getting kind of a… creepy chill down my back." I said. "I love it!" me and Angelita said in unison.

The second we turned around some ghost in a white victorian style dress and her hair tied up walked straight through the right wall to the left wall behind us. We turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of the ghost, we sped up the stairs after that.

"What even was that!?" Angelita yelled, "Scary." I replied before sighing. "What's the room number again?" Angelita spoke quietly this time, "222…" I nodded.

We looked in front of us before reading the room numbers in unison.

"221…223…" Then we looked at the door in front of us, "222…" We stare at each other then we enter the room. Officially becoming students at the worst rated school in the country.

The teacher immediately scolded us when we entered the room. "Class! Would you like to inform Cry Baby and Angelita of what rule they did not follow today?

"When the bell rings you must be in your assigned seat." the entire class said in a bored tone.

"Are you deaf?" The teacher asked, "Sit down!"

"Sorry Ms. Daphne." Both me and Angelita said at the same time before we rushed to our seats and we sat down.

As soon as we sat down the announcements started going off so the entire class stood up, except for one boy. Henry.

"All rise" Ms. Daphne said as she walked around the room with her ruler pointed towards the class.

The teacher glared at him before speaking, "On your feet." Ms. Daphne insisted.

The pledge started, "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States Of America…"

"I'm being generous with you boy." Ms. Daphne warned, "Last chance to stand and show some respect." She finished while glaring at Henry.

"with liberty and justice for all." The pledge ended.

Henry shook his head before stating, "You hear that? Liberty and justice for all? That's a lie." Henry said before scoffing.

Ms. Daphne stomped over to her desk and she pressed a button which called the detention crew over to escort Henry out of the room.

The door slammed open and identical men with shaved brown hair and full beards wearing gray full body uniforms stormed into the room. "Grab the boy!" One of them yelled before they picked up Henry from under his arms, near his armpits and they started dragging the young boy out of the room.

"Get off of me!" Henry yelled while kicking, trying to escape the strong mens grip, "I didn't do anything!" His voice slowly faded away as they dragged him out of the room and slammed the door shut.

I was scared by this so I stayed quiet the rest of class until Brandon, my crush, turned around and tapped my shoulder asking for my eraser. Of course I handed it to him as soon as he asked.

Kelly saw all of it. She saw her boyfriend since kindergarten tapping my shoulder and asking me a question. Of course she got jealous so she wrote me a little note on a piece of pink paper.

She threw me the note in a crumpled up ball, it landed in front of me on my desk. She giggled to her friend as I opened it. The note read: "You at recess” And a drawing stick man dead in front of a grave right under that.

I crumpled up the paper again and I threw it back down on my desk before I continued drawing on my piece of paper.

Soon enough it was nap time and the desks were moved to make room for little, uncomfortable mattresses and sleeping bags on the floor.

I tucked myself in but not before nodding at angelita, mutually agreeing to use our powers to make a little fort. I crawl around until I find my friend.

The fort looks a little more like a cave as the tunnels are thin, but it's cozy.

Finally, we found each other. "There you are!" Angelita whispered with an excited tone in her voice.

"How do they expect us to sleep in there?" I complained, sitting down on the mattress in our little fort.

"I don't know…" She said before yawning, "I am kinda sleepy though."

"Well, wake up." I began, "I got that thrown at my head." I said as I tossed Angelita the crumpled up note.

As she uncrumpled the paper her expression slowly turned to one of shock. "Who drew this?" She asked, "That girl kelly…" I sighed, "I think she's trying to rip my head off or something."

"Well what are you going to do?" My friend inquired, "You've gotta defend yourself."

"I can't defend myself! I don't know how to fight, I just, I don't even know how to do th-" Angelita cut me off by slapping me across the face. Hard.

I put my hand over the place she slapped, "Ow!"

"Hold it together girl." She replied, I scoffed at her before she continued, "We are capable of doing whatever we want." She stated before using her powers to start a flame in the palm of her hand, she held it in front of me.

I shook my head in disagreement, I produced water in my hand to put out the mini fire she started.

"I can't, that's cheating!" I commented which made her sigh and bring her hand back to where it originally was.

"Do you really think we would have these abilities if we weren't supposed to use them?"

"I don't know. I just feel like I'd have an unfair advantage."

"Well, I don't know. Why don't you call your mom and ask her what she thinks you should do?”

"My mom?" I asked, to which she hummed in agreement. "No, it's okay… She's… Probably sleeping right now and honestly I don't think she'd even pick up the phone."

Angelita used her powers to produce a white dial-up phone out of nothing, she placed it on the mattress in front of me, she picked up the phone and she handed it to me.

I sighed then took it then dialed the phone and I called my mom.

"She's not going to pick up."

"Let's see"

It's now recess time, I would be lying if I said I wasn't absolutely terrified for my safety so I decided to sit on the grass with my friend and wait it out.

"Did you see what she was wearing?" I heard Kelly say, obviously I was going to snoop on this conversation… I mean it's juicy and I'm only human.

"Like, it was embarrassing for everyone, and like, I told her! I was trying to be helpful, I gave her advice, I was like 'That's ugly!'" I got distracted from the conversation Kelly was having when Brandon, Kelly's boyfriend, sat next to me.

I turned my head and I looked him in the eyes with a big smile before tuning back into Kelly's conversation.

"And she just… She took it like personally, she was getting all mad about it. I was like I'm helping you.-" I watched as one of Kelly's "Friends” tapped on her shoulder. "Hey, Kelly?” The girl asked, "Stop!” Kelly slapped the girl's hand away. "Don't interrupt me.”

I see one of the girls that was with Kelly pointing at my little group so I act like I was just talking to Angelita and Brandon and not listening to their conversation, but it looks like they were just pointing out the fact that Brandon is with me.

"Are you even listening to me?" Kelly asked her friends before looking where they were pointing, making her look directly into my eyes as I talked to her boyfriend.

Kelly stormed towards us, pushing people out of the way so she could get to us faster. People gathered around us as she punched me directly in the face so i'd be on the ground. When my back hit the ground she sat on top of my legs, keeping me down, and she punched me in the face multiple times.

The kids all around us were chanting 'FIGHT!’ as she was doing this, obviously it got to her because she pulled a dagger out of her dress pocket and she held down my arm and cut it open on the inside of my arm right above my elbow.

I couldn't take the pain anymore so I activated my powers as Angelita told me to do, the leaves started floating because I made both me and Kelly float.

Kelly screamed “What are you doing?” as I did this. She was terrified, it was working. She looked around and she yelled again, “Put me down you freak!”

I used my powers to extend my braids and choke her with them, she grabbed my braids as they were all she could hold onto.

I saw Angelita looking up at the scene while smiling because I'm finally defending myself, but everyone else was gasping and covering their mouths in shock.

When Kelly gasped for air I finally let her go. It was perfect timing too because the vice principal came out and almost saw what happened.

It turns out I wasn't sneaky. The vice principal was dragging us by our ears to her office.

"Who would've thought that young ladies like would-” She started to scold us but Kelly interrupted her, "My mom spent good money getting these ears done!” When she said that the vice principal let go of our ears. "You have really blown it this time! Sit down!” After we heard that, me and Kelly sat down. “I mean it.” The woman whispered.

‘I shouldn't have lost control like that.’ I thought, ‘She's not a bad person, she's just… Projecting her insecurities on me.’ I thought, I rested my chin on my hand as I sat.

Soon I got bored and I used my powers to see what's happening in the principal's office…

I saw a woman with short blue hair sitting, waiting for the principal to talk to her. Actually, I believe it was Ms. Harper.

The principal sat in front of her, taking a puff from a cigar before speaking.

"You said you're… Dressing as a woman now?” The principal asked.

"Yes, I'm transitioning.” Ms. Harper replied, "Transitioning…” The principal laughed before continuing, "You know I can't let you influence the children with this ridiculous behavior.” Ms. Harper gasped as the principal spoke.

“And from now on you want us to address you as…?”

"Ms. Harper, correct.” The vice principal laughed at her, “The kids really connect with me, I love my job and I'd really love to stay! But I need to be my most authentic self! I AM a woman!” Ms. Harper said, the principal frowned at this and he exclaimed, "Mr. Harper you're fired!”

I came back into reality and I saw Kelly staring at some kid that was eating glue by the handful, his hair was spiked up into two horn-like spikes and he was hunched over next to Kelly.

I look away from the disgusting display and instead I watch the kid next to me open a clear bottle of pink pills.

"What are those?” I asked him, and he immediately replied. "He forces us to take these pills. Each color is a different dosage. I'm on pink, which is the lightest dose.” He swallows the pill without water.

"Why is he forcing medication on everyone?” I asked, "...To control us." The boy said with a small smile. "So we can’t leave.” He finished.

The kid next to Kelly continued to absolutely destroy the glue, he was sucking on his fingers, making loud mouth noises. "That's disgusting!” Kelly exclaimed, the kid frowned and put the glue container down.

Fourth grade Nurses office

After the show and tell in my last class I had to go to the nurses office, but the nurses were not exactly healing my wounds. Instead they were cutting my hair and drugging me up… I knew this school would be bad but I never thought it would be this bad.

But luckily my guardian angel Lilith saved me and angelita from the torture that we faced in the nurses office.

"Wait! Why are you leaving us here?” Angelita asked the angel, I added onto her statement, "We need to come with you…”

Lilith smiled at us and she spoke, "Continue on, And live your truth.” She paused, "Do not hold fear in your heart.” Lilith finished.

"Please, we don't want to die here…” I mumbled.

"You've had many bodies before this, and you will continue to have more.” Lilith stated, "You're immortal.”

"But we're exhausted…” Angelita whispered.

"We don't want to feel this anymore” I agreed

"We must feel the physical pain of this world, because the only way we can truly learn is through experience.” Lilith said, I pouted, "Please…” I said in a shaky voice.

Lilith turned away from us and she walked back into the door she came out of, that door sunk into the ground.

I sighed as I walked through the hallways with my best friend, I looked at all of the statues and paintings on the walls.

“Oh no…" Angelita said, “I'm going to be late for class." She sighed. "Who cares at this point.” I laughed.

"True” She agreed

“I'm so exhausted…” I complained to her, she nodded and said, "Same.”

Suddenly beautiful music played by an orchestra came into hearing rage. "Do you hear that?” Angelita asked, “I do!” I excitedly said as I walked with Angelita towards the sound.

Angelita pointed towards a huge, fancy looking door. “It's coming from over there!” Angelita said excitedly. We walked towards the oud music and we pressed our ears against the large white door with a golden door handle.

"Should we check it out?” I asked, “Yeah!” Angelita responded, “Okay…” I said as I put my hand on the door handle, preparing to open it. Angelita put her hand on the door handle too and she spoke, “Okay count on three… One, Two…Three!” We opened the door to see a big luxurious ballroom with what looked like almost a hundred ghosts of all shapes and sizes slow dancing with each other.

We looked around the ballroom for a few seconds until… I sneezed. I ruined the entire moment with just one sneeze. The music stopped and the ghosts let go of each other and turned to look at us.

Angelita waved at the ghosts, "Hello! You all look… Ravishing!” She said, “Bewitching even." I added, it only made the ghosts madder as they yelled and ran at us with their arms reaching towards us.

Both me and Angelita ran behind the doors and we hurriedly pushed them shut with all that was in us. As soon as we closed it we heard clawing and knocking against the door so we decided to leave.

“We should get to class!" I said

“Y-yeah…” She stuttered, still in shock because of the events that just occurred

“See you!

"Yeah, see you later!”

fifth grade. Drama club

"Tragedy, and comedy. Two sides of the same dramatic coin!” My drama teacher said as I walked into the theater. "And we are going to be exploring both in this play." He put his hand on his hip and he watched me try to go to my seat.

“Even the late comers." He said sternly as I sat down. Everyone turned towards me for absolutely no reason. I guess they're just nosy. They turned back around when the teacher started speaking again.

“Alright everyone, please turn to your scripts, turn to page 2 and find the role to which you've been assigned.” His accent really shone through as he spoke this sentence, this guy is extremely animated.

When I saw my role I raised my hand, "Right, so about that… Um… Is it possible to get assigned a different role? Maybe one that's not so domestic? Like a film director, or the president of the United states?” I asked, he shot down my question with this answer, “A harlot perhaps?” Everyone laughed at his joke but I didn't. I just sat in my chair with a frown.

The boy in front of me turned around and just added salt to the wound. "President? What a joke. Your kind are too soft and too sensitive to handle a man's job.”

"Having a larger capacity to feel and express emotion are one of the many qualities that make us SUPERIOR to your kind.” I replied with a smile.

When the time came to perform the show I ended up putting a clothes iron to the boy that said that thing to me a couple weeks ago's face. I then yelled at the audience that was obviously being brainwashed with those pills that the boy was telling me about so I made an attempt to snap them out of it.

"You're being brainwashed! Can't you see what's happening? Open your eyes!” The guards that my teacher had watching the show grabbed my arms and tried to pull me off the stage.

"Get off of me! Get off!" I yelled as they pulled my arms.

"WAKE UP!” I yelled at the audience before using my power to push the security guards off of me which also caused the kids to snap out of it.

They all ran out of the theater, including Angelita, so I came with them. I opened the door to the principal's office and everyone ran into the room and to his desk. They fought off the nurses and the rabbit-men (Men with rabbit heads, obviously.) and they all went around the principals desk, grabbing him and ripping his limbs off.

I smirked as I watched them tear his body apart with just their hands. Afterwards the janitor swept his torn off body parts away and into the garbage disposal.

Sixth grade Strawberry shortcake

I met a girl earlier named Y/n and I was about to play tennis with her but we had to bury the principal first. Luckily me and my best friend in the whole world were almost done so I can hang out with admittedly the cutest girl I've seen in a while.

We saw her writing in her green journal while walking along the path that extends from the school to the playground.

y/n pov:

"Y/n! Wait up!” Cry baby yelled as she ran up to me, Cry baby's hair was tied up into buns, I think it makes her look cute. I honestly don't know how she didn't realize that I like her yet since I've always been incredibly clingy towards her ever since we met.

"Did you find a place to dump the principal?” I asked, Angelita nodded and Cry baby responded to my question, "Yeah, just did it. Done deal.”

We sat on the pink and blue tennis court in the middle of the courtyard with our rackets up, me and Cry Baby hit the ball back and forth while Angelita read a magazine called "TEEN QUEEN" on the sidelines.

Suddenly Angelita said something slightly odd, "Did you guys know that there are actually 2 holes down there?" I was confused so I asked, "You didn't know you had a butthole?” which made Cry Baby giggle.

"No! There's two separate holes.” Angelita said, "Are you sure?” Cry Baby asked and Angelita just said "Mhm!”

"Then I think I need to go to a doctor!” Cry Baby said, but I wasn't paying attention. I was focused on the fact that when Angelita blew a bubble it encased the ball in a bubble and it's now floating away.

"Hey! Hey guys!” I exclaimed but neither of them were paying attention to my words. They were still talking about the earlier topic. "Hey guys!” I repeated but nope. Still nothing.

“Oh! I get it now! So one hole you can pee out of and another-” Cry Baby began but i just tuned their conversation out. "Why does nobody listen to me?” I whispered to myself, "Guys the ball is floating away!” They finally heard me and they turned around to see that the ball literally was floating away.

“Oh!” Angelita exclaimed before quickly getting up and chasing the ball with Cry Baby. I ran after it with them too, "The ball!” I laughed.

“I feel like we're going the wrong way.” Cry Baby said as she tried to find the pink tennis ball with us. Luckily it popped, but it didn't fall towards us. Instead, it fell in front of a boy that was reading a book.

He picked up the ball and he handed it to us when we ran over. He seemed nice.

Cry Baby pov: (Again) Also, seventh grade, Lunchbox friends

I opened my eyes to see a sky full of beautiful shining stars and the voice of Lilith all around me. I spoke to her, Lilith said, "What's wrong my dear?” As I laid on the dirt ground, holding back tears.

I sighed, “I just don't want to do this anymore…” I whined, “I don't wanna feel this pain and I dont wanna be here on Earth…” I frowned as I watched the stars flicker in the sky. "Please just take me with you…” I paused, “I just wanna be up there!” I listened to my voice echo as I spoke.

"The greatest power we will hold is that of acceptance. Any storm you face will transform itself into a crystalline rainbow in divine timing.” Lilith spoke, afterwards i closed my eyes and I stopped my daydream.

"Hey, you there?” Y/n asked as she grabbed my arm, I just said "Yeah.” As I continued walking up the spiral stairs with her and Angelita.

Angelita clutched her stomach as she walked up the stairs with us which only made us confused. “Are you okay?” I asked my best friend as she headed up the stairs.

“Ugh… I feel so sick… Like this is the worst stomach pain I've ever experienced.” Angelita said then she knelt down on the last step.

Both me and y/n saw the blood on the bottom of her skirt and it became clear what was happening. She finally got her period. Me and () looked each other in the eyes and we said, “Ohhh…” In unison.

We opened the door to the bathroom and Angelita started to complain. “Ugh! Why right now!?”

“I mean it had to happen at some point."" Y/n pointed out. We walked up to the tampon machine and I spoke.

“It says there's one tampon left… Do either of you have any change?” I asked, turning towards them.

"No…” They both said in unison, so I channeled my powers and I opened the machine with my telekenisis.

"Yes!” Angelita whispered as it flung open. “It's empty.” I said in a disappointed tone of voice as I looked at Angelita. I slammed the door closed then spoke again, “Whatever… Who knows what kind of crazy shit is in them anyways!”

“I mean yeah… Toxic shock is real but… Tampons should be free.” Y/n frowned.

"What do I do now?” Angelita said with a sigh, I looked around for something but then I just said, "Toilet paper.”

Angelita made a disgusted face before just heading into the stall and going with it.

After about 3 minutes y/n got bored and decided to speak, "You good in there?” She asked Angelita to which she responded, "Yeah.”

"You sure?" She asked Angelita.

"Yeah, I'm almost done." Angelita responded

"Do you need me to get you another roll of toilet paper?

"That'd be great!”

I leaned against the wall next to the stalls as we waited for Angelita to finish up, then I said "We're gonna be late to class Y/n.”

“Ugh… Empathize with me a little!" Angelita yelled at us from inside the stall, “I'm sorry” I said as I tilted my head back, making my head hit the wall.

Angeita came out of the stall with a sweater around her waist, "Cute sweater!” Y/n said to Angelita when she saw her, "Where'd you get that from?” She asked.

“I just whipped a little something up.” I couldn't help but laugh at that. "What! I wasn't gonna walk around looking like I sat in raspberries all day.” Angelita said before the bathroom door opened and one of the nurses came in. Angelita started washing her hands as the nurse spoke to us.

The nurse bumped me with her shoulder and she scolded us, "Get back to class!” She paused before saying something under her breath “You little bitch.” She slammed the stalls door closed and we left.

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