Mutagen overload

Chpt.17

Crystals POV

I wake up, cold surfaces surround me, a glass cylinder around my body and a small pillow under my head. I look to my left and can barely make out a computer on a metal desk. To my right I see a body sitting limply in a plastic lawn chair, though through my groggy and sleepy vision I can't tell who. It could be one of my sisters, or... Donnie.

I try to sit up, but the restraints on my shoulders and hips aren't doing much in the ways of helping.

The figure shoots up and undos some kind of latch, I was right. It was Donnie. The glass around me opens up to fresh air, kind've. With a hissing sound it locks into place at my left. I slowly look up at Donnie.

What had happened before all of this? I saw some blurry red lines circling his upper arm. And some wrappings around his shell. But what were those from?

"Crystal... Are you ok?" Slowly, calmly, and shakily his voice meekly makes its way out of him.

It takes a moment to process it all, but finally I answer, "Define ok." I say that more coldly than anticipated, but what's new? Just the other day- ... or was that a month ago? I can't keep track of time.

Whatever, last time I saw him I sucker punched him all the way to beach city...
I don't know why I did that either... Impulse maybe? Or was I actually so mad at him that I just decided I needed to hit him.

Wait... Weren't my sisters chasing after me? Or were we all chasing him?

"Do you know who I am?" Something comes over me, and I can't help but respond to his question with so much venom and hatred.

"You're the person I thought would come and save me... The person I bet my life on. The prince to my damsel in distress, BUT NO! You had to save yourself!"

It came out so fast, I almost sounded like flare before she became a caveman...

I hated acting like this... I've come to a conclusion that I can't control it... I'm just another lost piece of myself trapped in this hideous grip owned by a monster.
I can't brake through...

He sighs... Clearly not wanting to talk on that subject... I can firmly understand why... Well, the normal version of myself trapped in my mind watching this ungodly display of cold heartedness go down.

"Why were you running from your sisters?"

That answers on question... 1 million to go...

Why was I running? Wow, that's a good philosophy. Why was I running? Well... Maybe I did something wrong? Yes, thank you captain obvious. But what did I do?

What did I-

Oh no...

"We have to leave" the voice that is my own but isn't controlled by me comes out.

Nononono! Stop, explain to him! You have time!

"Now!" I feel my hand grip his and pull myself out of this tank.

STOP! We have to wait! We can't just act as if we are going to die any second. He has to know!!!

"WE CANT WAIT!" My voice howls...
Was I... Talking to myself? Or did Donnie say something?

"Donnie didn't say a thing you bumbling moron! Just shut up! "

.... What is happening? Have I developed some sort of acute multi personality disorder? Or maybe a strange case of schizophrenia... I'm not violent... Well not right now... Have I become my own conscience?

This is too much for my brain to handle...

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I howl again! I can feel my hands gripping my skull.

"Crystal!?" I hear Donnie equally holler as he pulls me back to the lab. "Calm down! What are you talking about!?"  His arms tightly grip my own down to my sides. He holds me close enough for my chest to touch his.

"There's no time! You can't stay you'll die!" My body has resorted to struggling and crying... I can feel myself regaining slight control... If I can just calm myself down enough...

"Donnie... My sisters are coming... They want to hurt you and your brothers... You have to leave..." I have finally stopped struggling and the crying continues, but I'm fully aware of what I'm doing, and I can feel everything around me. I see Donnie, the pain in his eyes, and the sheer terror his body language exudes when he is holding me so closely... He's scared I'm going to hurt him again.

Or maybe....

He's scared he'll hurt me...?

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Sorry... It's been a while. Hope this is ok... I tried to incorporate certain things to help show what it's like to go through certain things in life while feeling trapped inside your own skin. In this case I tried to show that through Crystal trying to warn Donnie, but having to fight off herself to regain the control she needed.

Hope this is ok.