Jenalyn: A Splitting Personality (#2) [Complete]

Chapter 88: Jenalyn

Wednesday, 6:19 A.M. EST

I don't know how much time passes before I'm awake from whatever high that blunt had me on. Once I come to enough to realize what I'd done though, I sit up from where I lay sprawled out with a gasp.

The world spins around me. I'm... on the floor? Dane's bedroom floor, specifically. I still don't have pants on, and honestly all I can think about is a drink.

I'm so thirsty!

And trembling? Why am I trembling so hard? I'm hot. I'm so fucking hot! I don't even realize how much I'm sweating until a bead of sweat falls directly into my eye.

"Damn, I was starting to wonder if I'd given you too much there for a while!" I hear suddenly, Dane's hard voice weighing down on my ears almost painfully.

I manage to turn myself around, but have trouble focusing my eyes enough to find where he sits on his bed.

I feel drunk. But like... not drunk. My world feels drunk, but I just feel... overwhelmed. Extremely overwhelmed in every sense.

What the hell did he give me?!

I let out a few sighs, trying to catch my breath as it starts to run from me. "What did you give me?" I ask to the best of my ability. My jaw feels like it weighs ten tons.

I hear Dane laugh, over and over again as it echoes into my ears painfully. "Oh, that shit?" Dane's voice breaks through his own repeated laughter in my head. "That's some shit I got from Zian down in Philly! I got that shit, and thought 'Damn... Lil Bit would really love this,' so I gave you some!"

With each second that passes, my body turns against me more and more. My limbs go from feeling prickly, to going completely numb. My muscles tense and untense themselves uncomfortably. And I can't even focus my eyes enough to keep them open anymore.

Dane's voice cuts through the overwhelming silence in my head.

"-granted, I gave you a shit ton more than any sane person would do..." he says with a small but malicious laugh. "But.. you loved it. Like I knew you would, so... as long as you're still alive- small price to pay, I'd say."

My head is so overwhelmed with the overstimulation of every sense, nerve, and particle in my body- but I somehow work through it to allow myself to process his words.

I can't think straight. Responding is hard, but I push through, and will my mouth to form words despite the heavy feeling my jaw carries.

"Are you... trying... to kill... the baby?" I pant, my muscles giving out completely now, to the point where I just fall right back to the floor where I'd came to a few moments ago.

I wasn't expecting those to be the words- I didn't even know that I was even thinking about that. My mind is so silent, yet so loud. I can't focus.

Dane laughs again, and I hear his bed creak as he assumingly throws his legs over the edge to sit up.

I think I'm crying... I can't feel my face anymore to even know if the tears make it- but I can feel a wetness form on the cracks of my eyelids.

"No!" Dane exclaims after a moment, a fakeness in his voice that lingers inside of me even after the echoing of his words cease in my ears. "No, Lil Bit! Never that! What kind of guy would I be to kill America's next Sweetheart's baby?!"

Sweat forms a puddle on the floor beneath where I lay- I can feel it grow warm, and then cold beneath me. My jaw chatters now, and I fight hard to work my arms enough to where I can wrap them around myself.

"I'm not!" I can't help but whisper between my chattering jaw and panting. "I'm not her... I'm just Jena! Y-you know that already! You're killing the baby... aren't you?!" I can barely hear his laugh through the rush of what feels and sounds like a tsunami of warmth washing over my body. It eases the freezing cold I'd just felt, but immediately grows too hot, and has me sweating again.

Dane laughs, and for a few seconds I hear nothing. He's beside me when I do hear him though- his lips only inches from my ear based off of the extra warmth I now feel in that area.

"No, I'm not." he says in almost a whisper, right into my ear. "But you are Jena, and I know you babygirl. You're going to do it all by yourself."