Andy Hurley Adopted Me! (Fall Out Boy fanfic)

Chapter 9

  "Korinna," someone whispered. My eyes rose open, but then automatically shut form the bright light. A nudge on my should was felt, so my eyes fluttered open and closed. Livey was standing on the side of the bed, "You need to get up." I groaned, but complied. My body lifted from the bed and then I stretched my limbs.
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  "Don't look at me like that!" Livey screamed at me.
  I gave her an angry face-wide eyes and straight face- "No, you woke me up."
  "I was bored," she whined as we sat under the tree.
  "Hush! Gerard Way is playing." I closed my eyes and rested my head against the tree. I basked in the sound of the music.
  "Weirdo!" She screamed," Why don't you just leave, or better yet, why don't you die?" My eyes rolled and then squeezed tightly shut. My wishes for Sasha to leave weren't working today, though. "I know you can hear me!"
  I opened my eyes and there Sasha stood along with a few of her followers. "YEP!"
  Her jaw dropped and she looked taken aback at my statement. I guess she wasn't used to people talking back to her. She gained her composure, rolled her eyes, and then she walked away with her goons railing behind her.
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  "Kor?" Livey questioned.
  It was an innocent question, but I snapped at her. "What?" She winced at my harsh tone. "I'm sorry!" I quickly apologized. I was having one of those days where you want to stay in bed all day. I was sad for no reason and didn't want to do anything.
  "It's fine, I just wanted to ask what's wrong."
  I sighed. "To be honest, I don't know. It's just today im not feeling the greatest."
  She gave me a doubting look, but I ignored it. To be honest, I felt like garbage. It was one of those days whenever I was just utterly upset all day.
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  I sat in my bed, all alone in the dark. My usual music wasn't blaring. I just laid there, on my bed, cocooned in my thick blankets, hoping to drown out the world. Eventually, the silence and view of the ceiling disappeared and I was carried off into another world.
  My was seated at a metal table. Hair obscured my view, but when I went to bring my hands up to move it, they wouldn't come higher than my chest. I instinctively looked down and saw my wrists were swollen and cut up, held by handcuffs. A chain connected the cuff to the table.
  I noticed my clothes weren't even my own. They weren't band tees and jeans, it was a jumper. A grey jumper.
  I jumped as a speaker crackled to life, "Korinna, welcome to your first day at New Look Mental Health Clinic." I began to sweat, and my eyes darted around as though trying to find a way out. This was not right! I did not belong here!
  I yanked at the cuffs, trying to free my hands, but the metal wouldn't budge. I could feel blood trickle down my skin over my wrists. I made my self bleed.
  The blood dripped onto the drab clothes I wore and a strange sense of calm swept over me. I watched the blood fall continuously onto the material. It was a bizarre feeling, I couldn't feel the pain from the wound. My mind blanked out as I stared at the liquid running over my wrists and hands.
  A huge buff guy threw open the door, awakening me from my trance. "Time to meet your neighbor." He undid the chain from the table and dragged me to a hall where people banged on the iron doors and some spit at the windows. Other just cried or rocked back and forth mumbling to their selves. He finally pulled me to a stop in front a larger door, with guards surrounding it.
  The door creaked as the guards pried  it open. A girl sat in the corner, black hair shielded her face. She wore a white gown, unlike me. I did not want to go near her.
  The man threw me in the room and quickly shut the door. It looks like I'm not the only one who doesn't want to be by the girl.
  My eyes followed the girl as I sat on a bench opposite of her.
  Just as I sat, the girl's head sprang up. Her red eyes examined me and she gave me a smile with her slit mouth. Her teeth were like sharks, large and sharp. Sharp enough to cut flesh.
  "Clunk...clunk... Clunk..." Her steps were uneven as she walked my way. I attempted to get up, but it was as though I had a 500 pound weight holding me in place. My body did not even attempt to help me.
  She continued until her face was only a few inches from mine. "Your stay here might be cut short," her voice hoarsely spoke. And then she laughed, like it was the funniest joke ever told.
  She grabbed my left hand and brought it up to her nose. She sniffed the red liquid and then licked it. She gave me another smile and then opened her mouth all the way. It was huge, I guess that's why her mouth was slit. She went to bite my neck, but then some one screamed, "Weirdo!" waking me from my nightmare.
  "What do you want?" I groaned. Sasha stood on the side of my bed, waving her hand in front of  my face. I slapped her hand.
  She dropped her jaw, but then smirked, "For you to leave."
  "Gladly," I growled at her and walked out of the room.
  Livey's room was a few down so that's where I set my destination. I heard her talking, so I stopped and listened. "-want to. We can meet in the food court sometime.... Myra that sounds great, Thomas... Talk to you later. Bye."
  I walked in with a small smile, although it was fake, "Thomas, huh?" I wiggled my eyebrows and jumped on the bed next to her.
  A blush took over her face, "UHMMM..... Yea... He's a nice guy. His number was on the receipt, so I decided to call him."
  I smiled at her, a genuine one, for the first time in a while, "Wait until Phil hears this!"
  "Don't you dare!"
  "Maybe I will, maybe I won't."
  "You better not!"
  "I won't tell the guys, maybe." She grumbled under her breathe. "You know I wouldn't do that to you, girlie!" I have her a side hug.
  Olivia nodded and then grinned, "Now, we have to find you a boyfriend!" 
  "Nope!" I yelled then made my exit. There was no way I was going to have a boyfriend. Even if she found a boy that likes me, he probably wouldn't meet my unrealistic requirements and expectations. That's what happens when you are devoted to bands and their members, you begin comparing every guy to them.
  The tree welcomed me as I sat under it. I could tell by the way it's branches clattered in the wind, ok maybe I was a little crazy. My eyes soon fell and I drifted off.
  "Korinna, it's all your fault!" He yelled. My eyes flew open and glanced around. He's dead. I squeezed my eyes shut and counted back form ten. Ten... Nine..... Eight...
  "Hey, you ok?" I jumped as Livey spoke. I just nodded because my throat was too tight to speak.
  **If anyone has any advice, please let me know. And please let me know if you're enjoying the story!!**
~~~My songs know what you did in the dark~~~