Mad life

Hurt

Cry's pov

I felt dead.
I felt numb all over, everything was distant. I tried too move but couldn't, so I panicked. My vision was blurry and I couldn't make out the shape of anything. I could hear a voice it sounded worried and muffled at the same time. My head started to pound when thoughts rushed through my mind 'Where am i?', 'Who's speaking right now?', 'what's going on?'. I sighed trying to gather myself. I felt a warmness on my shoulder and my vision suddenly flashed red. I was being shaked violently. I gasped at the sudden movement until it stopped. There was a voice that sounded calm it seemed to be talking to someone else. I tried to open my eyes but nothing worked. I sat there confused and useless trying to get my body to work. I was about to give up when an unbearable pain went across my head. "I see you're having a good time" I was still a panting mess and couldn't respond. The pain was to much. "Not going to talk eh? Well since I can read your thoughts I can see you are wondering where you are aren't I correct?" Mad was just teasing me now and I hated it. I didn't want to talk to him I just wanted to focus on moving. "Aw Cry that's hurtful all I want is some attention" he said with that annoying smirk of his. "Anyways the reason you are here is because you almost died." At this i stopped struggling and tried to look up at him.
"Yup but luckily your not because if you were dead I wouldn't be here right now. So right now I'm just weak." He talked like I actually gave a flying fuck about either if he was alive or dead but I didn't. He frowned for a minute before continuing "You should be dead though I don't know how you survived I gave you quite the panic attack and your blood pressure rose to unhuman levels" mad said as he picked at his nails. "Ok but why can't I move?" I said ignoring the sadistic smile that was on his face. "Oh you might be asleep for awhile your body went through some damage it going to take some of my powers to repair it." I blinked. What was he talking about damage? And why did he want me to live? I thought he hated my guts. I heard him sigh before responding "damage as in blood loss, concussion, and some popped blood vessels don't ask me what happened and the other thing. I do hate your guts but if you die I can't have a body so we both have to suffer though this."
I sighed closing my eyes trying to get some rest while ignoring the bloodthirsty demon that was meditating trying to heal my body.
The voices came back. I opened one of my eyes but I still was just inside my head. They were still too muffled out to understand but I wanted them to know I was alive and kicking. I still felt like complete shit but I had to try to get them to notice me. I wanted to say 'hey I'm here don't leave I'm not dead!' But I knew I couldn't do that my throat felt like it was on fire and being stabbed repeatedly at the same time. "Stop that you idiot you still need to heal before you do anything with your body" I heard Mad warn. I ignored him. I tried again but all that came out was a pained gurgle but I guess it was enough since the voices to stop talking. I didn't hear anything after that. The only sound there was, was a faint beeping. It irritated me greatly so I decided to get more rest. I couldn't help but wonder what happened before I got here. The memories were fuzzy and broken. Trying to remember everything only gave me a bigger migraine and a slap from Mad. Apparently he can feel my pain to.
I sighed and closed my eyes drifting off into a dream

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OK SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING SOONER
I'M SORRY
I'M SORRY
NOT THAT SORRY ACTUALLY
BUT PRETTY SORRY

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