Howdy peeps! I’ve done it finally! Part 2 of the undertaker x reader fic is here! As always, give me any or criticism you want! Also, thanks to TooMelancholy for the idea for the Undertaker’s name! Without further ado, let’s go!
You woke up suddenly, your head was thumping and your legs were in agony. As your eyes started to focus, you see him. The same glasses, hair and the same tall, slender frame. There was something about him, he just seemed too friendly. “Oh good to see you awake friend!” He said smiling. He handed you a drink, you took a sip, it was peach tea. You were suspicious, who is this guy? Why did he bother to rescue you? And most importantly where did he get peach tea? “T-thank you sir” you quietly stutter. “Oh there’s no need for that! Call me Hue” he said still smiling. You tried to move but you attempt was met with splitting pain. You whimper in pain. “I wouldn’t move like that, your leg’s broken” he said. His tone changed, he sounded concerned about you. Why? All of a sudden he stood up “Well, I’ve got to get back to work, I’ll be back soon friend” he said quietly as he lest the room. He gently closed the door behind him.
Now that you were left alone, you took the time to take in your surroundings. There were no windows, and an oil lamp lit the room. The walls were wooden and it was pretty cold. You look down at your hands, they were both wrapped in bandages and were sore. You look down at your legs, one was in some kind of makeshift splint and the other was fine. Finally, you feel your face. It was rough and sunburnt and hurt like hell when you touched it. But, something you had forgotten about was your thick (colour) hair. It was always messy and now it was Messier Than ever. You sighed, and lay down on the bed on which you were placed. “What’s the hell is going on” you thought.
THATS ALL FOLKS! (Also I wrote this while blasting AJR and Hamilton so yh know it gave me some edgy ideas for the next chapter)
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