Monster: Sequel To "Relax..."

18: Get Out Of My Head

Today is the day they all plan on, "speaking to me". I wake up and stare at the ceiling. I've been here so long... Jackson,...oh Jackson. Is he out looking for me? What kind of question is that, of course he is, I scold myself, sitting up.

Kai hasn't spoken to me since the greenhouse incident, and I couldn't be happier. He scares the actual shit out of me.

I slowly climb out of bed and walk over to my closet, picking out some ripped baby blue high waisted shorts and a pastel yellow and white stripped sweater with a black crop top under it. Why did they give me majority crop tops and high wasted things? It's my style, but how the hell did they know? I tuck part of the sweater in the front of my shorts and grab some pastel yellow knee high socks, and baby blue Converse high tops.

I let my hair down, watching the natural curls fall around my waist. I pace around my room, counting each minute to breakfast. Right on time, there's a knock on the door, followed by an unfamiliar voice asking if they can come in. "Yes?" I say quietly, taking a few steps away from the door. The door swings open quite quickly, making me jump.

The boy standing there is quite handsome, but the only think I can pay attention to is the giant bruise around his nose. He rolls his eyes at me, scowling and then I realize, he's the boy I kicked in the face. Chen. "I'm uh, sorry about your face Chen," I say quietly, since he hasn't said anything and is just staring at me.  A grunt is all I receive as acknowledgement of my apology, then a curt nod of 'follow me' as he walks out the door.

I hesitantly follow him, silently praying for D.O, saying he's the nicest one here as of now.

Chen leads me to a familiar door after a maze of hallways, pushing it open without breaking his stride. He continues walking to his seat even as he breaks through the hushed, urgent looking conversation of all the men. I see Kai smirk at me and basically run to the thankfully empty seat beside D.O sitting down quickly. The room falls as silent as a Sunday morning.

What is today?

Thursday, sweetheart. Oh, and hi.

I let out a scream, looking around for the unfamiliar voice that seemingly spoke inside my fucking head. All the men stare at me wide eyes as I shake, still looking around frantically. "Who are you?!" I yell, shaking and sweating. There's a chuckle in my head, and I feel like my head is going to split open.

I'm inside your head darling...

I grip my hair at the roots, pulling desperately. "Please, please get out of my head!!!" I yell, feeling tears stream down my face. I feel someone put their hand on my shoulder, making me scream and jump back, falling out of the chair and taking it with me as I go. I look up at the worried face of D.O, crawling away from all of their stares still on my ass, scooting to the corner.

You don't have to be afraid of me, I don't want to hurt you...

"Then please leave me alone, get out of my head please, please," I beg, the pain in my head becoming unbearable.

Okay, I'm sorry Moon...

I'll be back.

The pain barely lessens when he leaves, leaving me a shaking, crying and shook mess.

"Hyung, she was talking to him," I hear someone whisper to someone else.

I look up hesitantly, seeing everyone still looking at me, Kai looking genuinely sorry. Along with D.O, Chanyeol, Lay, and Sehun. " Moon," Suho speaks. " No, please," I say, holding my head. Lay gets up and Suho grabs his arm tightly, giving him a hard glare. "Not yet," he mumbles quietly. Lay rips his arm from his grasp, giving a look of annoyance. "She's gonna find out anyway, and she already saw what D.O can do, she mind's as well see what I can do," he snaps, walking over to me.

I immediately backpedal using my feet, pushing myself further away from him. He slows down his advance, smiling softly at me. "Moon, does your head hurt?" He asks gently. I stare at him before slowly and timidly nodding. He smiles again, walking a bit closer as he sits on the ground a few feet in front of me. " I could tell, from all the screaming, but also your nose, its bleeding," he points out, making me raise a hand to my nose, feeling the thick, tacky  substance cake my fingers.

My eyes widen and I look at Lay, feeling scared. He reads my expression and looks even more worried. "Calm down Moon, I can make you feel better, I swear, but you have to trust me for a couple seconds okay? Then after you can hate me and be revolted," he promises, ridiculously holding out his pinky. This makes a small laugh fall out of my mouth involuntarily before I'm sad again, remembering how Jackson and I would do that.

I slowly link my pinky with his, giving it a slight squeeze and receiving the same from him before we drop our hands. "Okay, this is going to be weird, and maybe scary, but just stay calm okay?" He says. I nod. He smiles again before gently cupping my face in his large hands, his fingertips in my hairline.

Immediately I feel a sharp pain in my head, making me cry out and try to move away. He holds my face a bit more firmly and closes his eyes, and now the pain stops abruptly, all of it feeling as though its just being drained from my head. I close my eyes at the peace of being pain free, and after a few more minutes Lay lets go of my face, leaning back on his knees and feet. I slowly open my eyes, staring at him in shock.

"You, you just?..." He smiles shyly. "Healed you? Yea, I did," he says, looking down at his hands on his thigh. I want to reach forward and clutch his hands and tell him thank you, to hug him, but I know that'd be crossing some unknown, unseen boundary, so I just smile, looking at him with all honesty in my eyes. "Thank you," I finally say, and he simply smiles, standing and offers me his hand. I hesitantly take it, and when I stand I don't feel any pain at all.

Lay lets go of my hand, and stands beside me as I face the rest of the room.