The Youngest Ro'meave/Minecraft Diaries Fanfiction/

Chapter Nineteen

Annie's POV

Blackness. Blackness as far as the eyes could see. Dark darker yet darker. Looking around it was clear that there were no walls. No roof. No floor. But somehow...I feel myself standing upon a hard surface. And...there was this unmistakable feeling of being boxed in, caged like a wild animal. This had to be an illusion, right? I blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. Nothing. Still blackness that surrounded me.

It felt so empty...yet full at the same time. My body was covered in chills yet burning up, neither was being canceled and the feelings only intensified. I wanted to escape this room. There was no peace to it, only fear. Fear. Pictures of Trish popped up in my mind. She caused me to fear someone, her. She caused me to be scared of her because she bested me. Because she forced herself upon me in such a matter I couldn't fight back. I was helpless. Worthless. Pitiful.

Empty.

The thoughts continue to consume my brain, making them dominant. They controlled my body making me fall to the balls of my feet, hands over ears, as the loud voice continued to say those things over and over. The darkness was suffocating me. It was pulling me into it.

Worthless.

Pitiful.

Empty.

Worthless.

Pitiful.

Empty.

Worthless.

Pitiful.

Empty.

I'm empty. I have no emotions. I'm a nothing. I don't matter. I'm just a useless being that takes up air. I don't have to be here. I don't need to be here. Wouldn't be better to just...give up? Give up life? Give up the friends I made? Give up the strength I grew? Give up...

Love?

A pang of guilt and hurt filled my heart for seconds before disappearing. Can...can I give up Eli? The one who took care of me through thick and thin? Can I...

Give up the one who loved...no loves...me for me and not what I'm expected to be? Who won't put me up to expectations that I can't do but will still push me to do my best? Who will stay by my side? Who will forgive my mistakes?

Who will...does...love me?

No...I can't. It hurts too much to give up him. That voice that once terrorized me began to fade. First it yelled but it grew quieter, to a talk, and quieter, to a whisper, and quieter, to nothing. The darkness that once seemed to surround and tried to pull me under stopped, as if someone pushed a pause button upon the world around me, and pressed a rewind button. The darkness the once surrounded and almost consumed me slid down my body, like a snake, and joined its home within the non existent ground.

My hands moved away from my head, falling to my side before I flopped down upon the non existent ground. Oddly enough, for something that tried to suffocate me, it was soft. Like...a liquid silk. I ran my hand over it and it surrounded it...but...not in a...suffocating way. More in a...comforting way. It felt...nice. Instead of the darkness trying to bury me within it, it wrapped around me, like a blanket. A skill graced my lips as my eyelids began to feel heavy. I felt relaxed and calm...maybe I could finally get some sleep.

A feeling of warmth surrounds my body. It's nice and calming. It feels nice. But the feeling of consciousness is something I did not want to experience. I wanted to continue to sleep peacefully like this. I didn't want to wake up. The feeling of my eyelids twitching makes me hum as my eyebrows arch slightly. I didn't want to wake up. In protest, I tried to snuggle up against the surface beneath me. My nose brushed against something fluffy and makes me scrunch it. Nooo. I don't want to wake up. I continue to try to go back to sleep, trying new positions and focusing on new things, but, it was no use. With a final turn, making me on my back, I sigh and open my eyes.

The world around me is blurry and hazy. Nothing was focused and everything seemed to turn this was and that or it seemed that there was more of that object. In turn for all of the I turn to look up at the ceiling, the only thing that seemed somewhat still.

My vision starts to return...slowly. All that I was able see before was a blurry room that seemed to be fairly large but had a homey type of feeling to it. It seemed that this was most likely the main room of the guest house back in Nahakra.

I must be on the couch. I think. That wouldn't be unusual seeing as I am currently living there with Katelyn.

But that peace never lasts, does it?

The pain quickly returned to my side and arm as the memories come flooding back. My eyes squeeze shut again, not only trying to block out and stop the pain but to also try and make those memories vanish from within my brain. Someone in the room says something but it comes out a garbled and misunderstood mess. I bite my lip again, only resulting in pain from my already damaged bottom lip.The feeling of a quick blood flow drizzles into my mouth. The taste metallic as I wine. It hurt. Alot. Someone next to me squeezes my hand as I shut my eyes tighter and wince in pain.

I open my eyes again to see a blurry outline of someone with some type of shaggy black hair on my left and I instantly know who it is, unless recently Katelyn somehow dyed and cut her hair without me knowing. I squeeze his hand back as my vision starts to clear up. After a few moments, I can see clearly (now that the rain is gone...no?...I'll just walk myself out...) that it is, in fact, Eli beside me, the one who is holding my hand, and Katelyn who is a few feet behind him, cleaning up an assortment of bandages and gauze.

I looked down to my left arm to see it wrapped in a few layers of bandages with one or two gauzes underneath, stopping the bleeding with pressure. I look back up to Eli who smiles down at me and moves a strand of hair behind, my ear.

"H-hey," I say in a whisper tone, not being able to speak any louder at the moment as my voice comes out croaked.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Eli replies, seeming relieved that I was okay.

I shrug my shoulders, instantly regretting it as a wave of pain shoots through my left arm as a result. Katelyn turns around and smiles at me before walking over to the couch and sitting on the end of it near my feet. More memories start to flood back and my mind races with thoughts. So many things to ask. So many thing to think about. But, mainly one thought stuck with me. Where was Trish?

"W-where is," I start before being cut off by Eli.

"She's at the jail."

I nod quietly and decide to sit up. Slowly, I use my right arm to prop myself up while Eli helps me with my left. I lean against the side of the couch, using it as a support of sometype.

"How long was I out for?" I ask, my voice becoming a little louder but still strained.

"Around an hour, but it was still pretty terrifying. You were bleeding pretty badly." Katelyn replied. We talked for a while before Katelyn went upstairs leaving only Eli and I.

"It's been one crazy day, don't you think?" Eli says, running a hand through his mess of a hair.

"Not for me exactly." I reply twirling my thumbs, the roof seeming to be more interesting at the moment.

"Huh?" he questions, causing me to glance down and seeing a confused look on his face.

"My life...is...so...weird and...hectic that...this was really just...another...normal...day for me."

A/N

...Sorry if I made you cry. Again. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter and remember to check out the editor of pretty much all of my chapters, Pink_Neko_Princess who writes some amazing stuff on her page! Check her out! Anyways, see you guys later! Byeeee!