Rouge Romance (Tiny Supacell)

Yellow Eye Shit

11:14 p.m.

Tasers POV

Me and mandem just got to my apartment, making sure to enter quietly due to the late time. We all headed to Jazzlynn's room as I led with a soft knock.

No answer.

I knocked again.

No answer.

The third time I knocked, the door crept open,  and I saw the bottom of Jazzlynn's feet. I quickly burst into the room as I sat her limp body up against the wall. Her chest was going up and down, and she had a pulse, but why wasn't she waking up? I cupped her face shaking her, speaking softly however panicking.

Taser: Jazz...Jazzlynn wake up!

I exclaimed lowly. Skreamer moves next to me, getting down on his knee. He gently peeled one of her eyes open, but what we saw left us stunned...scared even.

Skreamer: BRO WHAT THE FUCK!

He said quickly covering his mouth as he jumped back. Twosie and Dotz stooped down for a closer look as well before covering their mouths.

Twosie: Bruv what's wrong with her?

I shook my head, too stunned to speak.

Dotz: Blud maybe we should take her to hospital.
Taser: Y-yea.

I stammered, not knowing what was wrong with her and scared for her life. Skreamer helped me lift her gently before placing her in my arms. We headed downstairs, back into the car as my mind raced with a million questions.

What's wrong with her?
Why isn't she waking up?
Why in the FUCK are her eyes white!?

Yes, you read the right—white. It was like nothing I have ever seen before. Scary, and everyone knows I never get scared...

I placed her in the backseat, between Skreamer and I, making Dotz drive and Twosie in passenger. 'Bout 7 minutes in the drive, she still hadn't moved or made a sound, but I noticed her breathing becoming much more rapid, almost like she was struggling, and I wasn't the only one, Twosie might've looked back about 8 times in a minute, preeing the same thing I was.

Twosie: Blud I she alright? Looks like she can't-

Before he could finish his sentence, Jazzlynn jumped up out of her sleep, her once blind-like white eyes illuminating a familiar yellow glow.

Skreamer: holy shit!

He spoke as he sat up, being as the girl faced him first. Panicked the girl picked up the pocket knife from the cup holder. Twosie tried to stop her, turning around in his seat while holding her wrist begging her to relax.

Twosie: whoa whoa whoa, Jazz relax it us!

Dotz's gaze pierced through the front view mirror as he questioned frantically.

Dotz: yo what's going on back there?!?

She took a jab at Twosie's rib with her free hand as she held the knife out, her eyes darting between all of us, almost as if she couldn't recognize us. Everything was moving so fast, I could barely react.

Skreamer: Jazz...put the knife down. We're not gonna hurt you, I promise.

Twosie nodded approvingly as he spoke up.

Twosie: He's right innit? It's me Twosie, and Taze, Dotz, and Skreamz yea? Just relax...

I tried to speak but it was like there was a huge lump in my throat.

Her eyes flickered, but still she held the knife up. Then Dotz had to fuck it up!

Dotz: Listen if you lot don't tell me what's going on ba-

The girls eyes shun even brighter now as she leaped to the front seat. Scared, Dotz had swerved the car, making her stumble a bit. Skreamer pulled her back as Twosie grabbed her hand.

Then it clicked.

I grabbed her shoulders and turned her to me, making my eyes glow. Recognition flickered across her face as the knife clattered against floor of the car.

Taser:  You're good. Just relax.

Her breathing slowed as she still grasped reality.

Dotz: I nearly crashed bruv what was that?!?

Twosie: some yellow eye shit.