Two Versus Danger.

| Chapter 16 |

!! Trigger Warning !! Dark humour, hospital, slight bullying

Coming back to some scene of consciousness, I felt so ill and I didn't understand why... then again; I didn't understand what was going on. All I could do was hear what was going on around me and couldn't open my eyes; the thought of being blind flashed into my mind, setting in a state of panic. My numb body squirming and shaking as I let out a subtle yet low whimper; scared of why I couldn't feel or see anything. The only thing that set my panic more was when the feeling of hands set on my restrained limbs, the voices of others muffled and feeling a needle dig into my upper arm only made me twitch out more. Although, it made me calmer...

"Please don't hurt my child," I heard a familiar voice cry out with a slight sob... Mother?

It didn't take long before it felt like I could open my eyes up; forcefully or not, and with a grunt in pain. The light was hard to get used to, a painful sight to wake up to, and it didn't help that my body still felt numb. Every muscle in my body ached, but I prayed I could still walk by tomorrow.

"Y-Yīkào, my baby?" my mother held onto my hand for dear life, telling by her fingers turning pale but I felt empty.

"Where am I..." my voice is low and held a great rate of agony.

"You're at the hospital," my mother anxious, I didn't understand why but it made me anxious too. Perhaps that was why I had an almost vivid dream; this pain feels too familiar, as if I've experienced it before.

Silence filled the air after that as I tried to reminisce on what happened and why did I feel so confused. This could be all a coincidence and if it was, why did I have that dream? Was this all a déjà vu moment? Perhaps I'm hallucinating and I'm actually dead. I wouldn't have cared, to be honest, would be for the best, especially for Adam. That reminds me...

"Where's Adam? I-Is he safe?" pray to nemA that he'll be safe. Anything for him to be in a comfortable place right now or even sleeping right now... just a single sense of greatness in my life would be a miracle.

"I haven't heard from him, although it is quite early," she checked her old and half broken phone from where I had failed to solder it back together, "It's 4AM. You should get some more sleep-"

"I want to know where Adam is, and I won't fall asleep until you tell me." Interrupting her at the last word as she looked taken aback, but if my Mother wouldn't tell me, then I'd happily walk out of this stupid hospital and find him myself.

"I-I- Please just sleep, for me?" my weakness. I would and can do anything for her if I watch enough tutorials, and, sadly, sleeping didn't require any 2 hour tutorials.

I did as I was told and closed my eyes like an obedient child and hoping that I'd fall into that dream again and remember it this time, without the drugs being forced into my system. A soft hand brushed a couple strands out my eyes and to the side of my rough face, suggesting it was my mother based on her hands were boney. Like get off me women, but sure, show me love too.

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"ᴡᴀᴋᴇʏ, ᴡᴀᴋᴇʏ, ʏĪᴋÀᴏ~" I felt someone say, very close to my face, almost too close. Maybe if I get my body to move, I can punch them to get out of my fucking face.

"ᵢₛₛₛ ₕₑ dₑₐd? ᵢf ₛₛₛₒ cₐₙ wₑ ₑₐₜ ₕᵢₘ...?" bit of a weird question, but the lisp on this new person, it could only be one animal... a snake, or at least that's what I think it is. If we're speaking about the common thing we hear when they try to ward off predators.

"ωє'яє ησт єαтιηg уīкàσ-" and my favourite of the current 3 voices I've heard.

"Yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₙₒ fᵤₙ ₛₛₛₜₒᵢₛₛₛcₕ" Stoisch had a great sense of humour; I almost admired it and rarely admired anyone and meant it. You'll only see me fall head over heels for someone if I've been kidnapped by a 50-year-old paedophile, which would be rare because they'd likely be dead.