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Panic Room

(⚠️WARNING⚠️ This chapter contains: Panic attacks, S/H)

Blueberry pov

After the end of season three, we all moved into OJ's hotel. I don't even know why I bothered to come, or why I was invited.

Nobody really seemed to like me on the show, except for maybe Goo, but he liked everyone. What an annoying optimist.

I had taken the last room in the hotel which was the farthest away from the lobby on the 5th floor. I was roommates with Box who I respected yet found slightly annoying. But I found others way worse than him so to avoid them I just never left the room. At least, not during the daytime.

I honestly don't think anyone knew I still lived there, or at all. No one probably wanted me to live either, I wouldn't mind dying.

As I walked out of my room to get my scheduled walk out for food, I encountered someone other than Box,  something I honestly hadn't done in a long time. I ran into Goo but luckily he was with two other people. I needed that (A,N: enter horrible sarcasm).

As I looked at them I saw Test Tube, who I could recall was not at all bad during the show, and Bow or Bot I guess. Goo turned around and exclaimed "Blueberry! When did you get here?" I stared off into space and said "I've always been here just to be hated if I was recognized as always." In my normal depressed tone. Bot looked at me and said "Oh well, I'm like sorry about that also just to fill you in because you got eliminated first, I'm like a robot, Test Tube and Fan are like, parents to me because they made me, and Goo is my like a brother to me because we're besties."

She smiled as she finished as I started to walk by saying "What's the use in knowing that if we may never talk again? It doesn't matter..." as Goo watched me he said "Wait but we haven't told you everything! Like who won or that Bot is like a sister to me!" As Test Tube looked down to inform him of the fact that what Bot said was relatively close enough for others to understand that I stopped.

My body shut down as I started to look around to figure out what was wrong and I felt a feeling I didn't think I'd have to feel ever again: Panic.

Test Tubes pov:

As I knelt down to Goo to tell him the little difference about what he and Bot had said, I caught a glimpse at Blueberry, who had stopped walking and moving in general, and I kinda started to get worried.

I turned to him and tapped his shoulder as lightly as I could, no reply. As I studied his usually emotionless face for, well, anything else I was surprised to find that he seemed to be slightly hyperventilating and his face seemed as if he was reliving past trauma.

A panic attack was my first guess but I'd never seen him be so...anything but depressed. As I went to tap him again I asked "Blueberry? Could you answer me? Are you alright?" to no response. It could be some kind of episode. Maybe I should take him back tk my lab to run some EEG tests.

Just as I was about to pick him up, he jolted out of his little "trance" and looked up at me as he turned around and ran back to the elevator. My first instinct was to stop him but, it could be simply nothing to worry about right? Right.

Blueberry's pov

I couldn't see anything, my vision was too blurry. I was hyperventilating. I hoped it wasn't noticeable as I tried to break out of whatever prison I was in. Why was I doing this? I hadn't had a panic attack in years, even one this minimal. I mean, at least I wasn't screaming.

With that thought, I felt something touch my shoulder and almost did just that. But after thinking it over I came to the conclusion of it being another object checking in on me for some reason.

I started shaking though, I could tell that too. After what felt like ages, my vision started to fade back to normal and as soon as it did I ran back to the elevator with no memory of what I even came down here to do.

As I stepped in, I started to think over my experience to see if I could figure out the reason for my little "episode". Then it hit me, that word Goo had said, I couldn't quite recall it but I knew it was the reason. As I stepped out of the elevator and into my room, I started hitting my head trying to get it out.

I looked around to make sure that Box wasn't there...he wasn't.

⚠️(In case you feel the need to read ahead, this next bit contains S/H)⚠️

I grabbed my knife out of one of my drawers and locked myself in the bathroom connected to the room. I grabbed my step stool and looked in the mirror. I held it over my arm as I said "I'll do it. You know I will just remember what he said." I threatened my reflection. I guess I can see why no one wants to be friends with me now. Not gonna lie, I'm weird.

But nonetheless I didn't remember. Not then, not now, and not when I cut my arm with the knife.

I always counted but I never knew why. One, two, six, eight... no more room.

This happened more often than I'd like but it had turned into my sort of drinking. It was an addiction I couldn't get rid of, the card in my hand I played whenever I felt I deserved pain or needed to relearn what life was.

No one knew I cut myself.

No one had ever seen me do it and no one had ever seen the cuts on my arms due to never seeing me.

Not Goo, not Bot, Not OJ, not the object that had walked into the room I forgot to lock as I walked out of the bathroom to put my knife away.
...oops.

Woo! 1060 words! I'm super excited to write this story. A blueberry fanfic was long overdue in my opinion. Also, who walked into Blueberry's room? What a mystery 😧. Leave your theories and keep reading!! Love you guys!!!