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LIGHTBULB POV:

I froze, like the others. In silence. It was only broken by Yin's sobs and cries some seconds later after the situation sink in. Yang is dead. Test Tube quickly kneeled to comfort him before she looked at me with a serious face. "Go call the police. Now." She said. The tone was enough for me to run quickly as possible. I ran and ran. Yang is dead.

The secret laboratory almost felt like a maze. It overwhelmed me, turning my sense of direction to a sudden zero. I ran around corners, nothing. Why did this lab needed to be THIS big, why is it overwhelming me now?!-

Yang is dead.

A friend.

My friend.

My teammate, even though he caused chaos in every challenge.

He was still a person. Yin's brother. My teammate.

Yang.

Is.

Dead.

I slap myself internally. Get yourself on track Lighty! Maybe there is a chance to save him. Surely someone couldn't have killed Yang in such a short amount of time, right? So he gotta be alive, just bleeding a bit. Maybe lots... but nonetheless, he's alive isn't he? As soon as I thought that, I finally found the place I left my phone. I quickly went over and call the police. After the call, I just slide down on the floor, phone on hand, my legs pulled up to my stomach(don't ask how that works.)

How? Even there is a chance Yang might be alive, how the hell did this happen? Who would attempt murder anyway?? Don't they know that's illegal? And brutal, my mind reminds me. Yeah, that too.

I feel wetness on my face. What?.. As I wipe off whatever it is, I realise I'm crying. Crying... Am I supposed to be crying? I-I'm the brightest person here on the show, I shouldn't be crying! I'm the optimist, comic relief character. The one who is the leader, to be there for everyone. Was I good a good leader? Was I? Should I be sad? Guilty? No- Nononono. I shouldn't- I shouldn't. I shouldn'tIshouldn'tIshouldn'tIshouldn't- He is dead he is dead Yang is-

Right before I could have a breakdown, I quickly dial a friend's number on the phone.

Painty. Gosh, what the heck are you doing?


PAINTBRUSH POV:

I was currently sketching. Well, by sketching, sketching out of boredom. I had my headphones plugged in and listening to my all-time playlist. I listen to it everyday! Painting, sketching, and sometimes just to set my mind off things.

After my elimination, I've been trying to keep my temper low. I did some research, along side with Fan helping. Had no idea that kid knew things about psychology, but I'll take it. Fan and I are fine right now. I'm not trying to burn him to a crisp, nor is he annoying me with stupid questions! A win-win. About my gender...I slightly came out. How can it be "slightly"? Well, I basically told them I didn't like being labelled as a girl or a boy. Fan told me if calling me by "they/them" was okay and I nodded. He found out on his own! That was awesome-

Suddenly, I get pulled away from my thoughts as ringing was heard. Who's calling..?

CALLING: LIGHTBULB

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