It repeats in my head. Over and over. Like little slides. One moment, then the next. But it all seems out of order. I fall to my knees. JJ says goodnight. I vomit. Sarah does CPR. then we drive up to the house. It all comes to me in small flashes. Over and over. Always in a different order. Always feeling just wrong. It all just feels so wrong.
"Parker. Parker." I keep hearing it. Repeating. Always sounding different. BUt neverending.
It's been going on forever. It feels like days. Or maybe months. Maybe just minutes. Time feels like a concept that no longer applies to me.
But I feel nothing. No pain. No hunger. No anger. No sadness. Nothing.
Then it ends. The voices end. I hear nothing. I only see the bright white light in front of me. It's flickering just a bit. Is that a fly? A small buzzing rings in my ears. Then this odd mechanical noise.
Then it's gone. The voices return. They repeat my name over and over. But then a voice pops out to me. It sounds different from the others. It feels warm. The voice feels like it pierces something in me. It starts pulling things out of me. I feel this sudden sadness. This pent up rage builds up behind it like a balloon waiting to pop. And then this weird feeling that I can't quite place hits me. It's small. It's fragile. It's hiding behind the others. But I feel that's it's one I should hold onto. The more I look at that feeling, the more I can begin to feel myself again.
My body. It's cold. It's sore. There's a breeze.
The darkness surrounding me begins to fade away. A ray of light opens. It surrounds me.
I open my eyes and see John B, Sarah, Kiara, Pope, Taylor, JJ, and Rafe all sitting around a very bright and cold hospital room. They're all asleep. They look so peaceful. Uncomfortable, but peaceful.
I don't really know what to do now. But I just stand up. I see my clothes sitting on the table. I grab them and put them on. Then I just walk out of the room. I just start walking.
I walk to the elevator. I walk in and press the lobby button. I don't know why I'm doing what I'm doing, but I just do it. I get to the lobby and there's no one around. I just walk through the front doors and outside. It's freezing. I can instantly feel the cold on my feet. Then I step onto the sidewalk and walk. I don't understand where I'm going, but I just can't fight it right now. I have no energy to fight back.
For the most part, I walk without seeing a single car. Two or three cars stop to ask if I need help. I don't say anything. I just walk. I don't even notice when I reach the beach until my feet slip deep into the cold sand. It feels nice. It's numbing. It's peaceful. Everything feels a bit weird. The wave hits different. The moonlight feels tainted.
I turn to the woods and walk in until I reach a familiar tree and start climbing up the old ladder. When I reach the top I just lay down. It feels right. It feels like the place I need to be. I just stare up at the stars.
"Thank god." I open my eyes, the sun hitting my eyes like bullets.
I sit up and see Rafe crawling up next to me. I just look at him, then look back forward.
"We've been looking for you everywhere. We woke up and you were gone."
He looks to me for a response, but I don't know if I could speak right now. I feel his hand touch mine.
"Parker. We should get back to the hospital." I turn to him and look him in the eyes. "Okay. Just five more minutes."
Eventually, Rafe drives me back to the hospital. Immediately everyone rushes towards me. I feel like I should be happy. Or maybe even stressed. But no. I feel nothing. I just walk back upstairs with them. I get back in bed. I stare straight ahead.
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OBX: An Outer Banks Story | Season 1
FanfictionParker, new to The Outer Banks, brings secrets and a dark past to a town already full of them. Parker meets all of the usual characters of the Outer Banks, some of which bring their own baggage onto his. (This story includes mature themes including...