CrossFire (Split Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

~Quick A/N~

Just wanna say that I took inspiration for this chapter from Keirayoruichi and one of their latest chapters of their Split fanfiction.

A few days passed by where I was completely alone. I was alone with my thoughts and I didnt like that. I was just constantly reminded of my life failures. I stopped scratching my arm and got up to use the restroom. When I pulled down my pants I was met with the smell of blood and the view of it in the crotch area of my underwear.

"Shit!" I whisper-yelled. I slowly pulled my pants back up. How was I supposed to tell him? How would he react. I checked the sheets, good. No stains. I checked my pants themselves. No blood. Good.

I walked over to the steel door and tried opening it. Obviously, it didnt open. I knocked, then pounded.

It opened, and in came Dennis," I heard you the first time."

I stared at him, desperate but embarrassed.

"What? Your face is rreeallllyy red," Hedwig butted in. I would've giggled at what happened next, but was too distracted by my current situation.

"Hedwig," Dennis said sternly,"What is so important?"

"Umm..... Its my time," I said. He didnt seem to understand," My time of the month..."

"And?"

"And? I need my clutch. Where is it? Can I have it?"

"It has your money, credit cards, and phone in it. I see no reason you should need it."

"It has lady products in it that I need. Just, can I have it? Take out my phone and stuff if you're so paranoid," I snapped at him. I realized what I said and looked up at him again, shocked.

"Fine. Dont give me that tone again or you'll regret it," he said, and as he turned around I could've sworn I saw a little smirk. I let out a relieved sigh.

I was gonna have to watch my mouth and my hormones until this was all over. Damn you period! Then, the cramps hit. I laid on the bed and curled up in a ball, wrapping my arms around my stomach. For once it wasn't my back killing me, but the stomach and sides were no better.

He walked back in and shut the door behind him. He was about to hand me the clutch when he noticed I was crying.

"Why are you crying? I've never seen you really cry before," he asked, confused.

"Because I hurt. Because I've been kidnapped. Because I'm gonna die," I said, not caring. I got up and snatched the little bag from him, walking into the bathroom. I closed the door and cleaned myself up. When I opened it back up I saw my phone sitting on the bed. I gasped, thinking that it had to be Hedwig or Barry who did this. Barry to help me get out, or Hedwig not thinking it through. I ran over and snatched it up, going straight to the phone app. I dialed 911, but all that came out instead of a person at the other end who was gonna get me out of this mess, was a recorded message.

"I'm sorry, but this device has been deactivated, and cannot make any further calls, or send any texts. If you would like to reactivate it-" I hit the red button. Of course it was Dennis being smart. Of course it was. But wait! Maybe social media! I checked for my social media folder but it was gone, along with all the apps. I tried to reget them but all the passwords had been changed for my accounts and I'd been logged out of my email account with that password changed as well. This guy was thinking ahead of the game.

The door swung open and in Dennis came, again. He handed me a plate with a turkey and cheese sandwich on it. I shoved it into my face and it was gone within a minute.

"Damn, you were hungry. Well I came to give you that and say that you've gotten a message from Miss Patricia. The ceremony will happen in two days and, despite what she thinks you won't be part of it. In fact, you'll be watching!" He said excitedly.

"Watching what?" I gulped.

"Watching the Ceremony of the Beast. Where he will feed off of the impure to create a better world for everyone!"

"F-Feed?!"

"But dont worry, you're gonna watch! You won't be part of it," He said like that was supposed to make it all better. My eyes filled with tears even more now, but for a bigger reason. I stood up and looked at him.

"You can't do this! It isn't right! Those girls never did anything! How would they be impure!"

At my screaming, Dennis became extremely angry. He looked down, and was calm instantly. He then looked back up at me and smiled.

"Hello again dear. I'm afraid what Dennis had said isn't true," Miss Patricia said.

I felt relieved, but only for a moment.

"All of you are impure, all of you will be fed on," She said, and the crying intensified. I clutched my stomach and walked backward until I hit the door, then I slid down onto my butt. I held my knees up to my chest and just cried, not caring whether she saw it or not. She walked over and bent down next to me. It was pretty clear that it was Dennis again, as he put the yellow rag down first.

"Its going to be okay. I'll protect you," he put his hand on my knee.

"Will you? Will you really?" I said sarcastically. Once again he got angry and pulled me up with one swift movement, trapping me at the door. I had my hands on either arm as they slammed the door behind me. All the sadness and anger from this suddenly almost completely left my body. Fucking hormones. I was grateful that he would protect me. Fucking hormones. I wanted him to be with me until the ceremony. No. But he would protect me. From what? No! fUCKING hORMONES! My mind was spinning out of control and I just reached out and hugged him, clinging tightly. He seemed surprised, but put his arms around me as well, hugging back.