Kids From Yesterday -MCR killjoy fanfic

Chapter 9

I breathed heavily as the images flashed behind my eyes.

It all came back to me now.. all in an overwhelming flush of distant memories.

They began to dim away, as the light behind my eyes grew brighter.

I blinked my eyes opened, absorbing the unfamiliar room I was in.

I stared up at the swollen wooden ceiling, cracks stretching far across it. I felt if the wind blew just wrong it would all come crashing down on me.. maybe then I'd be content.

I sighed, darting my eyes around the room.

Suddenly my door swung open, a shadow falling over the floor, getting closer as they approuched.

"Nebula?"

I had expected it to be Nightmare, but this voice was far more masculine.

The name also felt weird to hear out loud. I guess I have to get over that.

I blinked my eyes again as I slowly turned my aching head to the side, meeting a set of hazel eyes.

"Party Poison.." I mumbled. The name rolled off my tongue so naturally, like I had said it multiple times.

"You're finally awake!" He gushed.

He rushed to my bed side, placing a gentle hand over my abdomen.

I sighed, nodding and closing my eyes.

"Do you realize how worried everyone is about you?" He asked, worry masking his voice.

I fluttered my eyelids partly open, looking into his eyes. "What?" I asked breathlessly.

He gently held his hand against mine. "We thought you were never going to wake up.."

"How? I couldn't-"

"Nebula." He cut me off. "You've been sleeping for a week."

My heart beat sunk into my stomach. A week?

Tears brimmed his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away.

"We didn't know what happened... you were awake then suddenly you were unconcious. I was so worried.."

I sighed, slowly sitting up in my bed. My vision blurred in and out, my mind fogging over for a moment.

I shook my head, trying to make sense of his words.

How could I have been out for a whole fucking week? It was so fast.. I was in a dream.. and now here I am a week later.

He sighed, gazing intensly down at my hand that he gently held in his.

I followed his gaze, my heart dipping to the pit of my stomach.

A frown tilted down my lips, as I forced myself to look away.

He saw me look away, and sighed as he slowly lifted his hand from mine.

I instantly felt hallow, a coldness washing over me once his warm presence left the room.

A light sob escaped my lips as I burrowed my head into my curled up knees, my hair draping over me like a curtain.

I couldn't cry. Not only because it would only make me more pathetic, but I had no more tears.

I hurt so deep down.. though to show it would be brutal.

I was immortilized in this horrible aura of depression that clung to me like the air around me, and it suffocated me the longer I was here.

My stomach let out a low growl.

I honestly can't remember the last time I had eaten..I know longer than a month at the least. Back when I was surviving on my Happy Pills.

I scowled at my putrid self and slowly hung my legs over the side of the bed.

I was still wearing my uniform, only lacking my boots.

I stepped off of the bed, a sudden wooziness crashing over me.

My vision unfocused into blurriness, sending me tumbling on my feet.

I placed my hand on the door, balancing myself as I let in slow breaths.

My vision came back to focus, my pupils dialating before slowly meeting a comfortable size.

I slowly opened the door, blindly heading down the hallway.