Erica wasn't a normal person.
Mikayla wasn't a boring girl.
Brooklyn wasn't a quiet type.
Trinity wasn't a fighting warrior.
Emily wasn't a cruel woman.
But we all fight together.
We all have something special.
But sometimes, problems occur. Whether...
"Get this microchip out of me!!" Erica screams and tries to rip open her flesh.
"Stop! Your going to hurt yourself..!" I shoot up from my chair and calm her down.
"What did you dream about?" I ask, seeing if that would relate.
"My 'dream' was that this stupid microchip tracked me to this location and Victoria took us all into captivity because it. And you all blamed me and this stupid microchip that's stuck in my fricken arm!!" She gets aggravated.
"Calm down. I can ask the doctor to take it out, but I'm not sure if she can."
"Hurry up before I rip my freaking arm out." She gives me a glare. I walk out of the room and look down the hall. I see the doctor with brown hair walking down the hall. I run towards her. I tap her back. She turns around.
"Oh hello Mikayla. What do you need?" She asks.
"Erica's going crazy, shes threatening to rip her arm out because of the microchip. Any chance you could take it out?"
"I'd have to run a x-ray on her left arm to see.
"Okay. Could you please go see her to calm her down? Apparently she wants you, not me." I say, getting a little irritated. I don't like people, but it least I can talk to this human being.
She nods and we rush back to Erica's room. We go inside and she walks over to Erica.
"Whats up Erica?" She asks, smiling nicely.
"I need this stupid microchip out NOW." She says looking aggravated at the doctor.
"Erica. Be nice to doctor..." I say, not knowing her name.
"Doctor Rogers" She turns to face me then looks at Erica again.
"Alright, I'll see what I can do, but I'll need to do a x-ray first to check the nerves in your arm. If they're wrapped around the microchip, I can't remove it. If not, I'll remove it alright?" Erica nods. The doctor looks at me.
"If you'll excuse us.." She says, I get the hint and I leave.
---(Two days later)--
I go to the IN4 room. Erica's room has been moved because she's been fainting a lot lately. Her room is a lot.
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Her room is much bigger. She has a greyish chair and a greyish couch (not in the picture). There's a lot more stuff on the walls.. Shes got bigger/more windows I guess.
I see Erica. She looks terrible. She hasn't been herself lately. Shes..calm..nice...sad...sleepy. I don't know. Shes different.
"Hi.." I say quietly as I sit on the chair.
"H-Hi.."
"Are you alright? Did Doctor Rogers see if she could get the microchip out?"
"She tried to..She can't..My nerves are to close to the microchip.. There's nothing they can do. I could lose my arm if she removed it." Erica sighs.
"Oh." I say.
"You've been acting strange for the past three days.. Something bothering you?" I ask.
"It's nothing.." She frowns and rests her head on the pillow.
"You sure?" I ask, wanting to know more.
"It's nothing." She says more sternly. I look out the window.
"Okay.. If you say so."
"How are Brooklyn & Emily doing?"
"They've been wondering where you went. I told them nothing, like you said.. But they're starting to fight with me..."
"Tell them. I don't want you guys to fight over a secret I tell you to keep. Tell them.." She says, irritated. I pull out my phone and dial Brooklyn's number.
It rings.
"Hello?" I hear Emily say.
"Hi Emily."
"Oh.. Hi."
"Put me on speaker please." I hear shuffling.
"Your on speaker Mikayla." Emily says, annoyed.
"Brooklyn?" I ask.
"Yo." She says.
"I got something to tell you guys. It's about Erica."
"Okay.."
"I've been keeping a secret about her for probably a week or two. I dunno anymore."
"What is it?" Brooklyn says, curious.
"Erica got surgery done. She had lung cancer." I put them on speaker so Erica can hear. Maybe it'll cheer her up.
"Oh my god.. I feel so bad for her.. Is she okay?"
"Yea she got surgery done.. Shes in intensive care at a hospital. She's kinda.." I say and look at Erica, who's eyes are shut.
"What?" Emily asks.
"Sad."
"Oh.. What's wrong?" I look over at Erica. She opens her eyes, looking at me for me to respond. I say nothing.
"Mikayla?" Emily asks.
"I'm fine. I'm just hurt." Erica speaks up. I bring the phone to her.
"Erica? I didn't know we were on speaker.. Oh my god I feel so sorry for you!" Brooklyn says.
"Don't be. It was me who told Mikayla to keep it a secret from you guys. I didn't mean for you to get angry at each other.. It was stupid of me to think you wouldn't.." She chuckles. I smile. Sounds kinda like the old Erica.
"Ha ha. How are you feeling?" Emily asks.
"It's painful to move to much. I'm not allowed to leave my room.. I found out that the medicine I took hurts my element.. I have a microchip implanted in my arm.. I feel like literal shit." Erica sighs. I look at her with a frown.
"Man.. That must be hard.. I feel so bad." Emily says.
"Hopefully I'll get to leave next week but.. I dunno.."
"Hopefully. We'll keep you in prayer. Get some rest will ya?" Emily says.
"Mhm.. Bye guys.." Erica says.
"Bye.." They hang up and I slide my phone into my pocket. Erica lies down again and shuts her eyes. I turn off the lights and shut the curtains.
"Better?"
"Better." She smiles.
In minutes, shes asleep. I know that because her hand falls off the bed and her head turns slightly to the side. I lay down on the couch and shut my eyes. I think I'll stay here for awhile.
