Camila POV
My eyes widen when I hear crashing from upstairs. Books start to rumble in the library so we all take cover in the private safe room. Waiting 10 minutes after it stops we all climb out. "I wonder what that-" my stomach tightens when I think of Venus. I dart out of the library and sprint upstairs not finishing my sentence. "Venus!" I call. I hear footsteps behind me, so I turn my head to see who it is. I see the rest of the club trying to catch up with me, looking as worried as me. I stop in my tracks when I see spilled liquid in the hallway, coming from the science room. I step over it and rush inside. My eyes tear up at the sight of Venus, unconscious laying on top of the shelf of con cautions, blood and liquid every where. "No" my voice cracks as I walk over to her pushing her brown hair out of her face, to see the cuts on her. I feel the tears slide down my face dropping onto her body. "No" I repeat crying on her chest hugging her for dear life. I hear sirens in the background, my sobs covering up most of the sound.7 months later
Venus POV
Where am I? I try to move around but I don't feel myself move. Everything is dark. "Hello!" I call but I can only hear it in my head.
My eyes shoot open and I see white walls everywhere. I gasp when I look down to see wires connected to me everywhere. I feel stiff when I try to move but I quickly shake that off, standing up taking the wires off of me. I look out a window to see it pitch black. Where am I? I don't remember anything. I walk over to a mirror and look at myself. "Ah" I slightly jump when I see my appearance. My hair looks like a birds nest and I look half dead. I look like I've lost a lot of weight though. Where have I been? I notice that I'm wearing a hospital gown, so I search through the drawers of a dresser looking thing. I find a navy sweatshirt and sweatpants. I quickly pull them on and go back over to the mirror, brushing through my hair with my hand. Why am I alone? So many questions that nobody is hear to answer. I get to the mirror and look at the sweatshirt. "Star Labs?" I gasp. I walk over to another room and see it everywhere. I see computers and sciencey stuff. I spot my brown Ugg boots in the corner of the room "hey" I frown. I slide them on and jog out of the building. When I make it outside, not very much stuff look different. I run in the direction of my home, but everything goes in slow motion, causing me to trip and tumble into a car and hit the sidewalk. "Ow!" I hold the side of my face where I hit it. I stand up and try running again but the same thing keeps happening. I sigh and just decide to walk, ignoring everything else.
I make it to my neighborhood and see Noah sitting on his porch steps, his head in his hands. I look up at the moon. It must be around 4am. I slowly walk over there trying not to scare him. "Wanna tell me what's going on?" I speak up staring down at him.
"V- Venus?" He looks up astonished. "I must be tired I need to get to bed"
"Noah get back here and tell me why I woke up, stiff, with wires attached to me, no memory of anything" I stomp my foot as he turns around.
"It's really you?" He questions. I raise my eyebrows nodding. He leaps forward, lifting me into a hug. I push him off when he touches some parts that hurt. "sorry"
"It's okay" I smile.
"you've been out for 7 months" he looks down "I've missed you"
My mouth falls open hearing him. 7 months? "Where have I been?"
"My particle accelerator exploded and it put you in a coma." He looks away ashamed
"I have to go" I tell him and run to my house. I try to open the door but it's locked. I reach into the flower pot and grab the spare key and unlock the door. "Dad?" I shout. I run into his bedroom not hearing a response. "Dad" I yell and I see something, or someone move in the bed. "Dad?" I whisper. A head pops up and the person turns on the lamp. I see him sit up and walk over to me. He touches my face with his hand and I see his eyes fill with tears.
"Vee" he smiles and pulls me into a hug. "You're awake" he cries. My eyes prick with tears. This is the first time in 6 years that he's hugged me.
"Yes dad it's me." I cry "I'm okay" my voice cracks.
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The Flash
ActionIt's 2016 and all of The Flash movies/tv shows are obviously fake, right? Not after some kids were playing around trying to make their own particle accelerator.