Nobody's Home (Dahvie Vanitys fan fiction)

Panic and Cockblocks

Sias pow

"Jayy i swear to G-"

"Don't you dare blame me Dah-!"

"Gentemen! if you can't can it I'm have to ask you to leave!"

The voices were very low but still full of anger after that. I moved my hand and felt as if something was inside of it.

Ew. Fuck No.

I wiggled my hand to try and see if I could get, whatever the fuck it was, out of my hand. It seemed like something was stuck under my skin. I tried freeing my world from the dark, but my eyes refused to open. My mind slowly started to panic.

Like,why the fuck couldn't I open my fucking eyes? Am I going blind?!

Qouit chattering- no, arguing was going on not far from where i was. I focused on the voices and slowly my mind calmed down, by the recognition of the voices.  I once again tried to open eyes, but I still couldn't  make them open! 

What. The. Fuck!

I started to panic again. My body, now fully awaken was trashing in what i came to realize was a bed. In my panicked outburst I still fought to open my eyes. For nothing. I heard shoes clattering on the floor, they ran to my bed and I felt a warm big hand curling itself around my smaller one.

"Shhhhh honey, stop trashing! It'll be okay!"

Okay? OKAY?! I can fucking open my damn eyes you cockblock! how the fuck will things be OKAY?!

I voiced my thoughts and the room became silent. I even stopped trashing. I just laid there in the bed, still holding my hand was whom i presumed was Dahvie, and Jayy was on my other side. I think.

Yes I think because I can't fucking see!

"D-did you just say you couldn't see?" 

If I was in any other situation than my current, I would if have fangirl. Jayy studding was really cute

"Yes i fucking did! Can one of you please get off your comfy asses and get a nurse?!"

The panic was clear in my words. I was terrifying. Like really terrified.

Jayy got off his skinny ass and made it out the room. Two reasons I know that was Jayy. 1. Being that he was jiggling and cluttering when he walked by. 2. Being that Dahvie was still stroking my hand to calm me down. it worked pretty well, seeing how it made my body relax.

"Dahvie?"

"Sia?" 

My idol and savior saying my name made me smile.

"Whats that thing thats stuck in my hand? And where the hell am I?"

Dahvie stroke my hand again, right where the  thing was when he answered me. 

"Its an IV, and your in the hospital sweety. You passed out on the floor. Your head was buried in the carpet."

Oh. Right. Wait. I despise hospitals more than eating! Fuck! And noway they would let me out anytime soon if they think I'm suicadal.

Fucking fantastik Sia. Just fucking fantastic!

I started to panic again and trashed around like mad. Dahvie tried calming me down again, but this time for no use. 

I heard the doors open and more  sets of feet running in.

"Camilla! She needs a sedative. Now!"

My mind started to scream at me. I screamed loudly and louder and wailed when somebody strong  grabbed my arm.

No! No! Please! STOP!