Red String Of Love

Chapter 10: Blood Red

HIYA GUYS! Happy Valentines Day! Sorry if the chapter is short!

I moved my hands rhythmically and swiftly as I tore between the ocean waves until I reached the floating volley ball. I gripped the ball and turned around and waved my hand at my friends who were waiting at the beach shore. Marshall and I, Fiona, Flame, Cake, and Monochrome, were spending our last days of summer at the beach.

I held the ball in one hand and tried to swim back to shore, but the more I swam the further the shore receded. I ditched the ball and swam harder but the shore was nowhere in sight. I panted hard suddenly feeling small in the middle of the ocean.  Then the waves got bigger and harsher and I was having trouble keeping myself afloat. Out of the blue I heard my uncle’s laugh, it rung out loud and clear.

“What’s the matter Gumball? Can’t swim out of your troubles?” he spat

Then I was drowning, the water was bearing it’s fangs on me and pulling me deep. I tried to scream and call out for help but water filled my mouth and clogging it. Except when I tasted copper I realized that it wasn’t water; I was swimming in an ocean of thick blood. I coughed and spat the blood but I couldn’t get the taste or smell out. The blood soaked through my clothes painting them red, and curled around my ankles dragging me down, whilst my screams filled the sky.

I jerked awake screaming and coughing, I heaved loudly and looked around my dark room frantically searching for something but finding nothing. What time was it? I leaned and turned the bedside lamp on, only to realize my hands were stained in blood. I shrieked and tried to wipe the blood away on my night shirt but discovering that the shirt was soaked in blood already. I shoved at the comforter when I found it steeped in blood as well. Wanting to stay away from all the blood I jumped out of the bed but my foot got caught in the sheets making me fall hard on the floor. Freaking out I pulled my leg out and dashed to the washroom to clean the blood out.

I turned the tap on and scrubbed my hand with soap and cold water. But no matter how hard I washed the blood was still there. I was frightened, my mind was going insane. The smell of blood engulfed my nostrils and its metallic taste filled my mouth. I was short on breath as I dug my nails into my skin trying to peel the blood out but it was in vain. I looked up at the mirror and screamed when I saw my uncle’s lifeless face staring back at me. I pushed away from the sink but lost my footing and fell back on the floor hitting the back of my head with the door handle.

I screwed my eyes shut agonizing in pain as I rubbed the back of my head. When the pain receded and was replaced with a brain splitting migraine instead, I slowly got up using the sink as support. The reflection that stared back at me was just myself this time. A shaky sigh escaped me, then I reached to shut the faucet and I noticed my hands. They were red and raw from the clawing and scratching of my nails but otherwise there weren’t any traces of blood. Gingerly I wiped them dry then slowly made my way back to my bed, which also lacked the blood.

I was hallucinating. Oh Glob! That was a very horrible hallucination!

Fumbling through the drawers of my bedside table I pulled out a tablet of pills. Popping the last two out, I swallowed them dry then grabbed my phone and called Peppermint. After the fourth ring it went through voicemail, so I left him a message.

“Pepp, my migraines are back and they’re worse. Also I’m running out of pills, and I’m having troubles sleeping again. Can you schedule an appointment with my doctor please?” I said my voice hoarse.

After that I rolled back in bed and closed my eyes hoping for a dreamless sleep. But with my pounding head and my uncle’s dead face haunting me it never came.

A/N: Check out what I did for V-Day for my babies GumLee!!

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