A Voice in Time (Blackpink) [on hold/to be rewritten]

5.4| awakening: better rule in hell than serve in heaven

((warning: violence and mature language i guess...?))

Lisa woke up bent over a toilet bowl with chunks of green-yellow vomit swirling  in the water.

Before she could process what was happening, a wave of nausea coupled with the ghastly stench of the bathroom washed over her and she gagged again, throwing her arms out to hold onto the cold porcelain as she retched. Green strings of puke dangled from her mouth and she closed her eyes even if it didn't help with the dizziness.

Finally, she stopped heaving and sat still, trying very hard not to breathe through her nose until she was certain she had finished. Her mouth tasted disgusting.

Lisa slumped back and leaned against the wall with eyes closed, not even bothering to check if the floor was clean.

It's not but when has that stopped you? said a voice in her head.

Lisa groaned and held her throbbing head. Aside from the splitting headache and dizziness, she was slowly, slowly getting her bearings back, squinting in the dark.

This wasn't the temple. This wasn't the hotel. This wasn't a hospital. This wasn't the dorm.

It was far, far, far more familiar, down to the cold floor and the underlying smell of the cleaner used to clean it and even in the darkness, she seemed to know exactly where the sink was when she pulled herself upright and leaned over the basin, resting her forehead against the cool mirror.

It made zero sense because the last thing she remembered was blacking out in a Hawaiian temple...

So why was she in the bathroom of her home back in Bangkok?

The pounding headache surged quicker, making Lisa squeeze her eyes shut. Slowly she detached from the mirror and hobbled out of the bathroom, not even bothering to go back and flush the disgusting contents her gut spilled. 

Saving on water and all. Besides we'll be back again in a few hours, probably.

Lisa stopped in the middle of the room, completely swallowed by darkness. It must be still early, there weren't even any birds singing.

Then the shakes started without warning: tremors that had nothing to do with her thudding heartbeat or bewildered confused state. This was her body out of control and she knew, she just knew that it wasn't a side effect of her rising panic. The tremors were visceral and inane, originating from her bones and muscles and definitely not product of her frightened state.

Meds you idiot, we need the stupid meds, said the strange voice in her head. Drat, must have been a bad batch, I knew the rush was too short-lived.

It sounded like herself, yet snarkier and harsher.

"Meds?" Lisa stumbled in the dark, searching for a switch as her whole body trembled from head to toe. "Wh-what's happening? Where is everyone? Ch-Chong-ah? Jennie unnie? Jisoo? Unnies?"

Well in case you haven't realised yet, idiot, we are taking meds that the shrink gave me for the shakes. So find them quick, unless you want us to stick our head down the toilet bowl or worse, pass out in it.

"Who are you? What is this, what did—is this some kind of joke?" Lisa's voice quivered and she raised her voice. "Chaeyoung? Anyone?"

Her hand came up and clamped itself to her mouth, holding fast as Lisa gurgled and struggled, stumbling around in circles as she fought to remove her own palm from her mouth. It made no difference when she bit herself and then yelped in pain, her cries muffled.