𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ Chapter 5-The Goth's Third Degree Burns ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫

    "Clara be so for real." მῆმჰནმჰἶმ says hitting their friend in the arm.
    "I promise you I'm telling the truth, მῆმჰནმჰἶმ," Clara says laughing uncontrollably.
    "Clara. There is no way that you have 'hidden superpowers'. Like მῆმჰནმჰἶმ and the Umbrella Academy," Cody says. He pulls out a cigarette and a lighter.
    "Hey! No smoking. Especially not in school." მῆმჰནმჰἶმ says snatching the cigarette and lighter and putting them inside her bag.
    "School's over! We're just hanging around the rooftop." Cody tries to reason with her but they're not budging. A song faintly plays in the background.
"Wait turn that up I love that song!" მῆმჰནმჰἶმ exclaims. Cody goes over to the radio and turns the song up.

"I love this band so much." მῆმჰནმჰἶმ says before screaming the lyrics to "Bet you look good on the dancefloor".
"You like the Arctic Monkeys?" Cody asks leaning himself closer to his knees because of his seating position.
"Yeah, I've known them ever since they first released 'Fake Tales of San Francisco'. This new album only came out like two months ago." მῆმჰནმჰἶმ confesses. She listened to a lot of different things.
"Did you guys know I love ya'll?" Clara wraped her arms around her friends.
"This calls for a polaroid picture!" მῆმჰནმჰἶმ exclaims. Pulling out her camera. They all pose and take pictures.

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Მῆმჰནმჰἶმ sits down in her bed as tears begin to fall from her face. How come she wasn't happy? Everything was great but nothing made her truly happy. Only every once in a while would a spark of joy be created in her only for it to feel like nothing but sadness all over again. Why couldn't she just not exist? The same way she created things why could she just not be anywhere?
...

She wipes the tears from her face before seeing it. And by it, they mean nothing. Nothing but darkness and a few stars. Were those even stars? Or were they just orbs of light floating in the middle of nowhere? They tried their best to go back. But she couldn't. Nothing she did brought her back.

...

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    I tried to calm the need for a cigarette. I didn't need one, and I shouldn't have one. Especially not in a place where medicine is practiced. I tried distracting myself by looking up to see what Five was doing. He said he could do this on his own and told me to stay back and wait but clearly, he was wrong. Five grabs the doctor's collar, and once the realization hits me I run towards him putting my hands on his shoulders.

    "... Your pea brain couldn't even comprehend." He says to the doctor.

    "Okay, Five how about we calm down and thi-" I try to speak but like the rude bastard he is he cuts me off.

    "So just give us the information we need and we'll be on our merry way. And if you call me young man, one more time I'm gonna put your head through that damm wall." Five finishes his threat but doesn't let go of the man's collar.

    "Call security." The doctor says trying to not get himself killed. I grab FIve's hand and pull him away from the man.

    "We can figure something out," I say. "Right after I shower."

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I hear sounds through the closet door but I can't make up much of what they're saying.