Gorillaz and me (PT 4)

Chapter 29

I lifted up with a gasp, covered in sweat.
The world around me was spinning but my directions were quite clear.

I didn't know where i was, or who was around. I only had one objective. Run.

Pulling off whatever the Hell was on me. The words kept repeating in my head over and over. Die. Die. Die. I knew what i had to do. And if it deeded to happen, the best way to end things was quickly.

"Hey!"
I hear a woman's voice yell as what looked like two other women in lab coats hold me down. Why!? Don't stop me! I had to do this!
One of them, grabbing her walkie talking pulled it out while pushing me back.
"Requesting backup in room B24 we've got a young patent acting erratically."

Erratically? I wasn't even sure what was happening...but what I had to do...was urgent.

"Let me GO! I gotta do it! I NEED TO DO IT!"

I was being held against my will as two other nurses came in.

"She just woke up. She's still heavily sedated on hallucinogenics. I need 4mg's of Lorazepam STAT!"
Still being pushed back into my bed I continued to kick and scream, even more after seeing that massive needle they brought in.
"Miss please call down. We're only here to help. Please!"

"I NEED TO DO IT! I NEED TO DO I-"
I didn't feel a thing after than. More like...they were doing my job for me. I blinked, swallowing hard as i began to cry and shake as I watched them hook me back up to their machines. I let out a sniffle as I felt my entire body relax.

There was then the sound of footsteps coming closer as well as a familiar voice yelling from the hallway.

"Sirus!"

It was mum. The blinds closed as the nurses and doctors stepped out, restraining her. There wasn't much to hear except for one of the nurses saying something along the lines of "there's no doubt that they're related, for fuck sake."

I couldn't help but let out a snort in some amusement.

"What's so funny?"
I turn my head to see a boy around my age, sitting besides me. His arms folded. He had short jet black hair and wore a shirt with a wolf on it...how ironic.
But never the less. Who was this bloke? He seemed cross.
"What? You think its funny that you almost got yourself killed?"

"Who the fuck are you?"
I managed to mumble out to him. My vision becoming blurry as i looked at him.

"Ouch Sis. Really? You can't recognize your own brother?"
Was this bloke fucking with me? He can't be serious.

"My brother's dead yew daft cunt. He died when we were two from-"

"Pneumonia? Surprise!"
My eyes widened a bit. How did he know? Was this really him. Surely he's fucking with me some how.
"Yes. I did. I still am. How you're able to see me... I'm not really sure. You use to see me before when we were younger but, then you couldn't... Now you can. Funny how that works."

"Don't be stupid... Graham died when he was two."
I blurted out. Lifting out of bed only to be held down by some force.

"I'm your twin you daft muppet. And as of right now... I'm not the only one who's dead right now."

"I'm alive idiot. How else do you think I'm taking to you."

"Not exactly, and for the time being, you're bot either... You're going into cardiac arrest as we speak. And no. I'm not two. Im sixteen just as you are. I'm a part of you you daft twink."
He snorted as I let out a scoff. He was obviously fucking with me. I was fine. The room was empty... Kind of. I couldn't really see much... Or hear anything.
"Alright look. I don't have much time but hear me out. I'm here to give you a warning . It's about Mesu Okami. Don't let her get into your head she's gonna-"