it was black ◎ psycho pass

~Chapter 39~

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I'm dead. I'm dead! Oh my god I'm dead!

Oh wait, I can't be dead yet 'cause I'm talking to you!

That's.... nice.

My head throbbed. All my senses were firing, and confused between throbbing and stabbing at my torso. I squinted at the ceiling, and even with my poor eyesight I could see clearly that I was back at the hospital. The stitches in my hospital gown wanted to make me explode, and hopefully really annoy the people who had to clean it up.

Bang! Bang bang bang!

Mels furiously scratched against the glass. Kyle and Jake accompanied her, but they stared at her with the look of utter confusion, and, after shaking their heads, began typing at the keyboard on the door. I stood up and effortlessly ran over to the glass. Wait, that's a lie. It was more like: I tried to stand up but slammed my face against the floor before I could do anything else. I guess my body was still numb from all that mental strain.

When I managed to peel my face off the floor, another face had appeared. Were we having a party?

"Charlie?" My voice was hoarse and sounded like a frog. I was intrigued by the white box in his hand. Was it a present?

"It's nice to see you again, Zara." He clicked the box open, placing it on the bed. Without much resistance from myself, Charlie administered three tablets and returned my watch. Next was the survey.

"On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being on the verge of death and 10 being completely cured- how do you feel?"

I sighed. "1."

"Zara." The threatening tone in his voice was enough to jolt an answer out of me.

"Alright! 4.6784."

Charlie hit me over the head.

"Can you do," he lifted his arms up. "Do this?"

I attempted to copy him, and failed. I gave him a pitied smile.

"No."

"Ok. When was the last time you had your tablets?"

"Um... I think it was.. three hours overdue?" I winced, counting hours on my fingers, which elicited a groan from the doctor. He didn't even bother correcting my behaviour, and instead stood up and whispered something to Jake, who was taking his place.

Jake extended a finger to me and ordered to pull. I did as he said. I was disappointed by my lack of strength.

"I can't imagine what you've been through." Jake spoke sarcastically. I frowned.

"Akane saw my sarcastic, philosophical smart side though, and I nearly died-"

"At least you're alive."

I hummed in response. Jake almost skipped over to my bed and sat down, beaming at me a little too enthusiastically.

"What's up with you?"

"I'm just happy to have you back!" He grinned, suddenly darting in for a hug.

A million questions and horrible uncomfortableness were rushing- no, they were full on sprinting around my head. His arms had secured tightly around my waist, making my arms tense up into a stiff board.

"O-okay!" I laughed awkwardly. As if Jake could sense my nervousness, he tightened his grip. My conscience decided to wake up at this exact moment.

WHAT'S GOING ON I WAS TAKING A NAP

"Why are you so nervous? It's not like you love me- right?"

His voice was sly, sending chills down my spine. I felt my cheeks flare up, and I mentally cursed my bloodstream for being so active.

NO DON'T BE PARALYSED BY EMBARRASSMENT

I realised I still hasn't answered him, so I cleared my throat.

"No!" I sarcastically shouted, trying to push him away.

WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING ME I'M HERE TO SUPPORT YOU

Jake sighed and released me. In the next second, he was by the door.

"I think the MWPSB wanted to see you, again, so stay here for the time being." He murmured, not turning to face me.

Great you've hurt his feelings now, congrats Zara!

"Jake, what's wrong?" I asked.

Fine ignore me!

"Oh, nothing." His voice was as lifeless as Siri's voice as he left and strode away, lab coat billowing out behind him.

I lay back down on the bed, scrunching my nose. It became suddenly apparent that there was an ominous silence, and so I decided to fill it to ease the tension.

When are the MWPSB getting here?

"No idea."

I wonder what the MWPSB want to talk to you about.

"No idea."

Anger, fear, then sadness- did they see happiness?

"I broke Akane's vase, surely you remember!"

Oh yeah that's- hold up.

"Really?"

I sat up. Kogami was leaning against the glass with a smirk plastered on his face. A threat passed over my lips, one that he hopefully didn't hear.

"Hi~"

~END~