Kidnapped

Oh, so now we are trying to kill ourselves?

Nothing.

    A tiny part of my mind that was still sane was freaking out. The nothingness was so empty, so lonely. It was sucking me down.

    I heard nothing.

    I saw nothing.

    I felt nothing.

    And it was annoying me.

    But then the nothingness faded away and some color blended in with the blankness. It was mostly blue. Blue spots here and there, blue stars, different blue line segments.

    In shows like General Hospital and ER the girl who was in a comma or whatever could usually hear people talking, right? How come I couldn’t hear anything? No voice, no footsteps, zippo.

    Holy crap was I dead?

    No, dead people can’t think. Dead people can’t see random blue things. And if I was dead then I was going to go insane because the blue was going away and the nothingness was returning.

    Then nothingness captured me for a while, but it started to go away again and then I saw Harry. I knew it wasn’t actual Harry because this Harry was wearing what he was wearing when we were in the truck.

    Oh, this was way better than the blue things.

    But not as good as reality. When dream Harry kissed me I felt no chills and shivers. “That’s because you’re in a dream, idiot.” Suddenly dream Marisa was there and she was talking to me with a stern tone, like she was teaching me a lesson, but there was a smile on her face.

    Liam was next to her, holding her hand.

    And then the monkey from the jungle came and started making out with Stephen Jerzak, which made me really mad. Emmalina was there, but she was on a really big purple popsicle that was melting and she kept falling off and waving her wings around.

    The image faded and then I was at the park, with Marisa, like the night we got kidnapped. But the swings were made out of chocolate and Marisa had to get off so that she could eat it. The handles were made out of macaroni and it was really sticky and cheesy so I couldn’t grab it very well.

    I leaned backward and reached for the handles but my hand slipped on the cheese and I fell backward. But I fell a lot longer than I should have. When I finally stopped I was in Marisa’s basement and one of her brothers was there, Austin, I think. He was making out with Selena Gomez and she kept muttering, “The tree lies on the west coast of the brownie. Eat the brownie, Austin, eat it.”

    Then Justin Beiber was there. When he saw Austin and Selena he started screaming so hard that his face turned red and his head exploded, with Justin guts all over the wall.

    But Selena just shrugged and said, “Oh, well.”

    I felt like each step to Kayla was another step closer to fainting. Liam had to literally hold me up, and Harry was trying to walk but he was walking diagonal like the left side of his ear was pushing on him. The nurse probably thought we had issues, but we were at a hospital so I don’t think she cared.

    Finally, we reached a big white room. There was a blue dividing wall that we couldn’t see beyond, but I knew what was on the other side.

    The nurse left for a second and came back with a middle-aged man that I assumed was the doctor.

    He didn’t say anything to us. We all held our breath as he pulled back the curtain.

    Harry crumpled to the floor and Liam forgot about holding me up, so I fell backwards. When I looked up I finally got a good look at Kayla.