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Fever Dream - Adam Stanheight / Reader

A/N This one's inspired by Taylor Swift's song, Marjorie.

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You coughed miserably into your pillow. The window was open and AC was on. Vision blurring, and head pounding, you tossed and turned under the covers of your king sized bed. You had never felt so sick in your entire life. Someone was moving around in the background, you couldn’t see who it was. The world rotated horrendously. “Bff’s Name,” you choked out.

Someone was kneeling next to you. “What’s the matter, Y/N? I’m right here.”

Confused, you looked around. Whose voice was that? It sounded familiar. “Adam?”

“Y/N…” The voice sounded somber. “A… Um… Adam’s not here.”

You tried to find the source of the voice. “Hmm?” You grumbled. “Bff’s Name? I don’t understand what’s happening. Where am I? I can’t see anything.”

“I know. I’ve been trying to bring the fever down all night.”

You rolled onto your back, and gazed at the ceiling, watching the floor flip over your head for a moment. You grasped the bed sheets as pain engulfed your stomach, and you squeezed your eyes shut. Maybe you’d feel better if you couldn’t see anything?

“Y/N,” the familiar voice spoke out to you again.

You furrowed your eyebrows. Who was that? It wasn’t your friend’s voice, it was too different. The only other person you could think of was your boyfriend…

Deceased boyfriend, you corrected yourself.

You called out anyway, “Baby!?”

“Hi,” Adam’s voice rang in your ears. It was so real, you couldn’t wrap your head around it. You grumbled a series of responses that nobody could understand. “Why are you so cold, Y/N? Pull the blankets up, silly.”

Obediently, you lifted the blankets up further. “Oh, hey. We’re trying to take DOWN this fever,” your friend breathed into your ear.

You fought against them. “No, stop! Just let me stay like this. Adam told me to. I can hear him, can’t you?”

Your friend looked awkwardly around the room, puzzled. “Um… No, I can’t.”

“Friend’s name, I thought that Adam didn’t make it out of SAW?”

Your friend rubbed your head soothingly. “Shh. It’s okay. I know it’s confusing right now, but you’ll get better.”

“I mean… I know he’s not here, but… why do I hear his voice so clearly? Why is it like he’s right here? I’m not mental, am I? I’m not, I swear!”

Your bff kept stroking their fingers through your hair vigorously, trying to get you to go back to sleep. The world flipped over again, and you felt nauseous. Your skin felt like it was burning.

Goddamn it! You kicked the blankets off of your body, and shivered. Figures!

“Hey,” Adam asked you suddenly. “You think they’ve arrested Jigsaw?”

“Huh?” You tried to sit up but your best friend held you down. “I don’t know. Why would I know that, Adam?”

“I dunno.”

“Shit, baby, you have to tell me what’s going on. I thought you were dead. This can’t be real.” Adam didn’t answer that question, much to your disappointment. “Adam?”

“Y/N… Adam didn’t make it. He didn’t make it out. I’m sorry.”

Your best friend’s words didn’t make any kind of sense. Adam OBVIOUSLY wasn’t dead… No, that wasn’t right. He couldn’t be ALIVE, because he’d been gone for one year. Well, obviously, what died didn’t stay dead. He was alive in your head, that was for sure.

“You’re not dead, are you?” You asked halfheartedly.

“Of course I’m not dead!” Your friend snapped. “What are you talking about?”

“I was asking Adam,” you replied plainly.

Your friend raised their eyebrows in surprise. “Oh, well…” They didn’t seem to approve of that statement.

You could hear Adam’s voice so faintly, it was almost like you could touch it. If you stretched your arm out far enough you would find ADAM there. But the cold air on your skin frightened you, and kept you from trying to find him. You were too scared of feeling sick again, too tired to move.

Your friend nodded. “There we go. Go to sleep, Y/N. Everything’s going to be A-okay next time you wake up.”

No, you thought distantly. No, not yet! Adam’s still here, I know it. I have to find him again. Just one more time, please!

“Adam!” You wailed.

Adam’s voice came drifting over to you tenuously. He was singing softly, but you couldn’t hear what it was he was singing. It was probably just random notes and tunes that sounded nice. You relaxed, and smiled. You could get used to this. “It’s like you’re right here,” you mumbled. “But I know better, you can’t be around.”

Adam stopped singing then. “Whatever you say…”

“No, wait! Come back!”

“I’m right here, Y/N. I’ll never leave you. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” There was a silence for some time until finally, you asked, “Why didn’t I ask you more questions when you were alive? I remember watching you sign your name. I remember those frozen swims, and long car rides. I should have kept every grocery store receipt, ‘cause every scrap of you would be taken from me.”

“There’s nothing you can do about it now, Y/N,” Adam told you quietly. “Just… don’t forget the life you have. Don’t end up like me.”

You started crying. “I miss you. I don’t want to be separated from you. I wish you were here with me all the time!”

“I know. But I can’t come back.”

“Fuck,” you hummed out frustratedly. “I know better than this! I know that you can’t be real! But… I guess what died didn’t stay dead…”

“Go to sleep, baby. You need to get your strength up so that when you wake up tomorrow you won’t be feeling so shitty. Come on, I want you to feel better.”

“No,” you grumbled.

“Yes.” Adam whispered directly into your ear.

Exhaustion bulldozed into you unexpectedly. You closed your eyes and let your breath even out. “Oh alright. I’ll go to sleep.” You yawned. “I’m so fucking tired anyway.” Your words were starting to slur together. You allowed yourself to drift.

In the background you could hear your bff exclaim, “Good god, finally!”

“I-I love y-you,” you stuttered.

Adam’s voice filled you with content and happiness, as he said, “I love you, too.” It echoed around your head and filled your ears, but somehow - just somehow - it was lulling.

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In a panic you awoke from your slumber, frantically kicking your blankets and medicine off the bed, screaming and crying all at once. Your head was pounding, your stomach was churning, your throat was sore, and one half of your body felt like it was being cooked alive while the other half felt like it was being frozen miles underwater. Your heart thrashed against your ribcage, like a wild animal trying to break out of it’s tight confines at the zoo.

Your friend was lying next to you on the bed. They felt you writhing and woke up. “Y/N, Y/N! It’s okay! Woah, calm down! What’s wrong?” They launched themselves on top of you just to get a hold of your moving body.

“Something’s not right!” You shouted. “Something’s not right at all! Where’s Adam? Wasn’t he… Wasn’t… he?” Finally back to your senses, you realized your mistake. “Oh… Oh no… I’m hungry, Bff’s Name.”

Your best friend got out of the bed and went to grab a snack from the kitchen. The medicine and blankets still on the floor tripped them and they went sprawling on the ground. “Ugh!” They plopped the blankets back onto the bed in annoyance. “Get them all fixed how you like. I’ll be right back.”

You started to spread the blankets out on the bed. The moonlight shining in from the window caught your attention and you stared at the white moon, a feeling of realism hovering over you.

None of that had been real. None. Not a single thing. You were flabbergasted. Adam had sounded so close to you, but… now it was over. While you still didn’t feel good, you weren’t feeling miserable anymore. You just felt sick. ‘Sick’ was something you could deal with. Whatever had happened earlier that night was something you never wanted to reenact. You started fixing the blankets again.

Your friend walked in and gave you something to munch on. You were grateful for them. You ate your snack in silence as your friend crawled over you and tried to go back to sleep.

“I feel better now,” you said aloud.

“That’s great! I’m so sorry about earlier, that was rough.”

“It’s okay. Thank you so much for sticking with me.”

“Of course!” Your best friend sounded surprised.

You laid back down, your thoughts still preoccupied by Adam. You couldn’t go to sleep after this, but that was alright, it was lovely outside. You stayed and watched the moon fall behind the horizon and the sun rise up after it. It was a peaceful state of affairs, but… in all honesty, you couldn’t wait for the moment when sleep took over once again, and brought you out of this cramped hell.