Pentatonix and the Investigation

Chapter 7

I jolted awake and began coughing. Was this nightmare becoming a reality? I thought as the coughing slowly stopped, but then it came back. It stopped long enough for me to cry out in agony. The pictures of Scott's lifeless body beside me as I attempted to cry for help flooded my mind, making me cry and start to tremble.

Me: Scott!

As if my agony-filled words summoned him, he rushed into the room and enveloped me in his arms. His blue eyes were filled with concern but were also filled with care and love. His voice was soft with comfort as he gently rubbed my back. I buried my face in his chest and held on tight to him.

Scott: Kailyn, what's the matter?

I attempted to respond, but it was hard. I coughed again as if the nightmare was happening. Lifting my head, I glanced around wildly for several seconds before I realized that it wasn't real. I simply buried my face in Scott's chest as I continued to hold on tight to him. He gently rubbed my back as he tried to calm me down. A soft knock sounded at my bedroom door, and Scott jumped. A soft, calm voice spoke.

Kirstin: Scott, are you in here?

Scott: Yes, I am.

He paused and glanced down at my trembling body before looking back up. His voice began to waiver as my tremors got worse. Kirstin stepped inside and rushed to our side. She went around to the other side and sat beside me. Using delicate care, she placed her hand on my leg. I winced slightly, and her hand shot back.

Kirstin: Sorry. What happened?

Scott: I heard her cry out, and I rushed in here. When I got into here, she was trembling and crying like she is now, just not as bad. Kirstin, I want you to help her, but at the same time, I don't believe that it's you that she needs.

Kirstin gave her friend a puzzled look as Scott sighed and closed his eyes. When his eyes opened, they were troubled even more than when he first dropped us off.

Kirstin: What do you mean, Scott?

Scott: She didn't just cry out, Kirstin. And this time, I fear that it is something that has happened before. Remember yesterday morning?

Kirstin: Yes.

Scott: Well, she told me that the cabin was on fire and that I was severely injured, and something is telling me that instead of being severely burned, I was killed.

Kirstin just stared at her friend, her eyes wide with disbelief. She gasped slightly before pulling me into her. I buried my face in her and grabbed onto her shirt. Kirstin softly hummed a song, and surprisingly I calmed down.

Me: Thanks, Kirstin.

My voice was still a little shaky, but my tremors had stopped, and I stopped crying.

Kirstin: It's okay, I understand. But listen, if you need to, just come to my room, okay?

I nodded, and Kirstin helped get me up. Scott watched with admiration in his blue eyes. He laughed slightly and then followed us out to the loft area.

A little later, the three of us are sitting on the couch watching some Pentatonix Music videos, and Kirstin grabs the remote. Her brown eyes were filled with amusement.

Kirstin: I know what I want to do right now that would prove to be funny to see how good Kailyn can handle it.

Scott smiled at her as she searched "Try not to sing Pentatonix"

Me: Oh no.

Kirstin: Oh yes

She clicked on the first video, and I gripped the couch. I held my breath as Kirstin laughed. The very first song that played was "Jolene," I'm dead! I thought bitterly as the song played. Its tune trying to make me sing. I fought the urge to burst out singing, and soon, the song ended. Of course, Kirstin was laughing each time that I had to grip the couch. Scott seemed to be struggling too. I thought that this was supposed to be for me, not him. I wondered as the next song came on. I had already braced myself for what the song would be in case it would be something that I would struggle with. The song was "Problem" Why? At least it's the one part I can't really sing with besides the ending of his part! Kirstin looked at me and laughed as I struggled with the ending of his part. This is not a laughing matter, Kirstin! I thought bitterly as the song ended. I dreaded knowing what the next song was going to be. "Sing" was up next. Help me! I wailed silently as the song continued to play. Kirstin was leaned over on the arm of the couch, laughing. This.is.not.funny. I mocked her playfully as I grabbed onto Scott's arm. It appeared that Scott was in more "Pain" than I was. "Cracked" was fourth, and I relaxed ever so slightly. This wasn't one I normally sing, even though I had sung to it at a fun little get-together with some of my friends down in Disney. That memory flooded back, making it that much harder than before. Scott was struggling, and I occupied myself with laughing at him. The next one was part of a medley I hadn't watched more than once, so it was unfamiliar. Thank Goodness! I didn't even recognize the song; therefore, it wouldn't be an issue for now. It had lulled me just enough not to be ready for the next song, "Daft Punk" The good news about this song is that I never sing the actual part it played. That may or may not be because of who actually sings it in the actual music video-slash-song. Because of that I got a little bit of a break, except for Scott. He had to grip the edge of his shirt, just to keep from singing. I tried my hardest not to laugh, but it was hard! That distracted me so I was unprepared for what came next, "Love Again ''. I had to admit that the song was pretty catchy, but I didn't struggle too much. Scott on the other hand was clearly in the "pain" that was present for me during the first couple songs. The "break" had definitely left me not prepared for "Misbehavin'" . I wanted to absolutely "kill" Kirstin. She was still laughing at us? I was surprised to see her laughing at two of her best friends. Oh it's coming girl. It's coming. I was going to get her back for this one way or another. Scott and I grabbed onto each other as we struggled to not sing. The temptation was real and so was the "pain". I was lucky because the next ones were part of medleys that I haven't watched a lot so they were quite unfamiliar to me. It had been nice to catch a break and I was unprepared for what came next "Take Me Home". Once again Kirstin was dying laughing at how much we were struggling. I was waiting for the song that made her squirm. I was hoping that it would be something that I wouldn't necessarily know, so I could have a break. "I need your love" was the next in line and Scott looked at me and we shared the same problem: We knew the song! Oh no! I'm dead! This surely can't get any harder. I had to keep myself from laughing when Scott finally spoke about his struggles.