She's The Villain

reality

⚠⚠ TW: syringes, knives, blood, ED⚠⚠

My ears catch the faint mumble of whispers as I lift my head. I can barely make out the silhouettes of a few people in the room. As I open my eyes wider I notice I'm in the infirmary.

Well shit. What the fuck happened?

"Mrs Brendan! She's awake!" I can tell that it's Betty. she cups her hand around mine and whispers to me everything is ok.

I'm still confused on what I'm doing here though and my head is fuzzy. I try to get up but I feel a pair of hands push me back down. I get the urge to fight back but end up failing and giving in.

I open my eyes a couple more times and everything comes into focus, 3 of my siblings are here; Betty, Kat, and Allen. I don't know where Kim is. As I look around I see the nurse coming towards me with a syringe. It's pointy. Like a knife. My mind flashes with a memory of pain and takes me back to the moment the knife plunged deep into my stomach.

I come back to the present and try to move away from the nurse but my body doesn't move. I'm frozen. Again.

"S-stop! D-dont come closer! Please!" I scream at the nurse in pure terror and I can hear her stop in her tracks. I pull my bed sheet over my head in hopes of hiding but I doubt it would protect me much.

"Wenny, it's ok. It's just the nurse." Betty whispers to me softly as if it's supposed to mean something.
"I don't care! It's going to hurt me again! Stop it, stop it, stop it!"

I cover my ears with my hands and I can hear them whispering. They're not doing a very good job.
"What does she mean?"
" is she ok? "
"Is there a way to help her without the syringe?"
" I'm afraid not. "

They're so loud. My headache is pounding in my skull and I can feel my brain bleeding.
"Shut up." I whisper quietly.
"SHUT UP!" I shout at them all.
I lift my head over the covers and can see them all shocked at my sudden outburst.
"Wenny are you ok?" Kat actually seems worried which is a first.

"Go away." I whisper loud enough only for Betty to hear.
" Why? " She responds but before I can answer Kim comes rushing in.
"Mum and dad are on their way! Is wenny ok?" She turns her head towards me and is surprised I'm awake already.

The nurse finally snaps out of her dumb daze and quickly ushers everyone out so it's only me and her.

Oh no. Shit. The syringe. Fuck. Oh shit.

"I'm sorry Wenny i don't know what's wrong with you but I'm going to have to inject you with some medication."
" I-is there not a way I could digest it? " I ask shaking.
"Well there are some pills but I'd have to leave you in here by yourself in order to go get some water; is that ok?"
" Y-yes! " I say almost too joyful. She probably things I'm a weirdo now. Oh well.
"I'll be back. Don't do anything."

As soon as she goes around the corner to the sink I quickly lift my shirt up slightly to check my stomach. Surprisingly, there is only a slight ache now and not a searing pain like earlier. However I am equally shocked with what I find.

Instead of an open stab wound I find myself looking at a scar 5 inches in length just above my belly button.

What. The. Fuck.

I'm completely astonished that I don't realise the nurse came back into the room.
"Uhm, what are you looking at?"
I rush to pull my shirt back over my torso but I'm too late. She very clearly saw the scar. Or That's what I thought she saw

"You seem a bit underweight. Mind telling me why?" Those words hit me like a bullet.

Shit.

I did not expect her to say that. While I'm deciding my answer, the door bursts open and my parents bolt into the room along with my siblings who must have previously been waiting outside. I sure hope the walls to this room are soundproof.

"What happened!? Is she ok!?"
" your daughter seems perfectly fine Mr and Mrs La, I'm assuming she just didn't drink enough water and passed out from dehydration. "

They nod and turn their attention to me. I look down and precede to get lectured that I need to drink more water. I know I didn't pass out because of that but what more could I do? If I tell the truth i'd be classed as crazy and sent to a psych ward. Not that they're bad but I just don't like the idea of spending my time in a place other than my room. I have important stuff there.

As I look back up once my parents finish lecturing me I get a searing pain through my head again and I can feel my chest tightening.

Well shit. Here we go again.

I'm not as scared when it happens this time but I'm still frightened as to what's going to appear.

This time, I'm in my room reading a book about witches. I always loved witches. Always wished I was one. It would be so easy, doing anything in life and no one being able to stop you because you're a witch, and they're just a human. Obviously i know they aren't real but I still have a glimmer of hope I'm my heart one day I'll be able to learn and practice magic of my own.

I look up to my giant pot I stole from an alleyway a few weeks ago and I look inside. There is a blue-green liquid bubbling  but there is no heat source for it to boil. I look back towards my book and notice something which looks oddly similar to a spell. Could I be...? No of course not that's stupid. I start muttering the words and add a weird looking, weird smelling herb into the liquid.

BOOM

I feel burns all over my body and I'm screaming out in pain. I look down towards where I hope my body will be, instead I see the ground far below me.

What the actual fuck is going on.

I then realise I'm flying. Fucking flying. How-

Im suddenly brought back to reality with a sudden burst of pain and I'm screaming again. I can hear someone on the phone to the hospital and I can hear other people trying to help me but every time they touch me i scream out in pain louder and louder.

At this point two teachers come in and say their class is being disrupted. They shut up when they notice me. They're probably thinking why the fuck I'm screaming so loud.

I can hear kids running down the corridor and people shouting at others to get their phones out. Of course that's all they're interested in. Recording a fucking video.

I sit up and push everyone off me but then I scream in more pain and fling myself back down. Someone gets too close and I punch them in the face.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I scream out in even more agony.

I can see red marks forming all around my body. Burn marks.

Please, stop. Please!

I give one last cry at the top of my lungs and my head hits the pillow on the bed. I lay silent whilst the ringing of sirens fill my ears.

What's happening to me.

I try to keep my eyes open but the last thing i see is a paramedic rushing into the room and watching his eyes widen in complete shock at seeing my state. I smile and try to say something but that's when I fade into unconsciousness.

sorry I haven't updated I took a break from wattpad and only had the motivation to update and write again today. Honestly i have so much ideas for this story but I have no clue how to the them all together.

Bye 👋👋