Trapped in my own world.

chapter 3, Mess.

I walked into the campsite, a sigh erupting from my lungs.

My phone suddenly rang abruptly, and soon I heard annoying but creepy insane laughing. I gasp, then convince myself it's something else.

I slip my hand into my pocket and slip out my phone, I answer the phone.

"Hello?." I mutter, holding the phone up to my ear, "Hello Emmett." Answers a voice I haven't heard in ages, I start to tear up. And I hit the decline button.

I fall to my knees sobbing uncontrollably.Why. Why why. Why did he call me. Why did he even make contact. I'm not good enough for him. What? He hates me. He hates me so much.

My thoughts continuously pulse through my head and I fall into an awkward position where I'm curled into a ball.

I sob, holding my knees to my chest though lying on my right side in an awkward heap.

I feel a hand touch my shoulder and I peek out of my hands, a black skinny figure stood there and I gasped my expression horrified. I scream, sobbing.

I curl into a tighter ball, and laughing sounds. Uncontrollable,annoying, insane sounding laughing.

I cry, shaking uncontrollably. My heart rate increases rapidly, and it feels like my heart is pounding out of my chest.

It starts to get incredibly hard to breathe as I cough rapidly and harder each time. I start to become shaky my blood pressure rising to nearly 100 as my head begins to pound.

I can't hear anything anymore and I soon begin to see all black, everything a blur sirens and red and blue lights.

It felt unreal.

Time skip to several days following.
TRIGGER WARNING; setting is a hospital,
needles,many medical diagnoses,mental health talk

I slowly blink, a warmly lit room I lie in, and an uncomfortable hospital bed. an iv with a large needle and a tube ran to where a bag of fluids where. I took a breath in, I hated hospitals.

Rather now, Why was I here? I only remember being terrified and not being able to breathe.

The door knob turns and the oak, crisp colored brown door opened to reveal Zyan. Zyan stares at me blinking with exhaustion and shock. I stare back in a confused manner.

Zyan paces quickly over to the bed side after closing the door behind them. "Emmett! Oh Emmett your awake." they cry, coiling their long arms around my torso.

I run my fingers through zyan's hair. "Zyan what happened?.." I finally ask after a very long moment of silence.

Zyan looked at me, pulled up a chair beside the bed and began to explain.

"Emmett, you've been unconscious for days. I was scared you weren't going to wake up. But when you got that call and ran off in the woods the other day, I finally found you.. then you had a very bad asthma attack.."
They trail off.

"You where diagnosed with bronchitis.. and, anorexia. The anorexia part I'm not sure why." They say, I blink back at them.

Zyan looks at me blankly for a long moment. "Can I give you a hug?" They blurt out, afterward looking embarrassed.

I give a brisk yet slow nod. They get up from the chair and fall into my arms, I wrap my arms around their torso, pulling them closer.

"I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner Emmett.."
"Shh." I remark, pulling my fingers through their hair. Zyan's practically lying in the bed with me but I don't mind. The hug is nice.

Zyan finally let's it out after looking on the verge of tears for atleast 20 minutes now. I hold them closer letting them cry into my shoulder.

After a long moment they look back up at me, their face tinted bright red due to their emotion.

We exchange gazes for what feels like forever. Zyan's eyes where gorgeous , though knowing them it was something they where insecure about.

"Zyan. Your eyes are beautiful." I let the words fall out that lie mindlessly wrapped around my heart. "No they aren't Emmett. You know that. They're all freakish." "They aren't. In fact I love them. It makes you unique, one eye reminds me of the ocean and the other the bark of a tree." I remark.

Zyan smiles.

"Yea sure." Zyan rolls their eyes, I cup my hand around their face and press my lips to theirs.
After what feel like forever we separate.

I look at Zyan with an awkward smile. They look back at me smiling as well.

I throw my arms around them. "I love you Emmett." They murmur.

I don't respond, all I do is hug them and cry into their chest. It's been forever since I let myself feel vulnerable like this.

I never let myself be vulnerable.
If I do that's when the hallucinations begin. And then I'm thought of as weird.

I look up at zyan's face to ensure I don't start hallucinating again. Nothing? Wow.

I love this. This hug. This person.

I don't want to loose you Zyan.

Your everything to me.

Thank you.

Zyan is different . . .