The Void

Chapter 14 - Waking Up

(Your POV):
My body felt like lead. But not like a nice block of lead like you had just woken from a deep sleep, but like lead mixed in with copious amounts of throbbing. My throat was sore, like I had been screaming for hours on end, and my body was exhausted. I couldn't move a muscle, not even to open my eyes. There were sounds of voices around me, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

I lay like that for what seemed like hours, awake and alive but trapped in a mind prison. Finally I managed to lift my eyes open, finding myself in the room I had been injected in, still strapped to the bed. The room was trashed, it seemed that in my struggles I had caused random objects to be sent around the room. I was lucky that I hadn't caused the entire tower to cave in.

The door to the room slid open and my father walked in, "I see that you've finally woken up. Who's Peter?"

"Peter?" I repeated, extremely confused. I cringed at the raspy sound of my voice, surprised that I managed to make a sound at all. "Um, he's my partner for physics. Why?"

"He's been texting you almost nonstop for hours," he replied, tossing my phone next to me on the bed and removing my restraints. Panic set in and I knew that I had to assure my parents that there was nothing between us.

I groaned, "god, one of these days I may actually kill him. He cannot leave me alone for five minutes."

It took me more energy than I cared to admit to pick up my phone and check my texts, my eyes takin a moment to adjust to the screen of my phone. Sure enough, there were a bunch of messages waiting to be read from Peter. That was when I realized that I had been unconscious through the night and Peter was concerned because I wasn't at school.

"Why does this kid have your number?" My father inquired and I knew that he suspected that I had allowed myself to become attached to someone.

"He's the guy I had to do the catapult project, so we needed to exchange numbers so that we could plan when we would meet up together to work on it," I explained, trying my best to sound annoyed with him. The last thing I needed was for my father to think I had gone soft. "Even though it was necessary to pass the class, I'm still regretting it every day."

"Block him."

"I can't, we're paired for the year. He's annoying, but I've learned how to deal with people like him. I just have to put up with him until June. Though I probably should respond, he seems about two seconds away from calling the cops on me."

My father simply left the room while I scanned Peters texts.

Hey (Y/N), are you sick? I don't think you've ever missed a class before.

(Y/N)?

Are you ok? You're making me a little worried.

Do you want me to fill you in on what you're missing? I can also get your homework for you if you want?

Ok (Y/N), now I'm really getting concerned.

Please answer me

They continued on in an increasingly panicked state, my heart quickening when I saw how much he cared about me. I had never known someone to actually be concerned about my wellbeing, all that had mattered in my life was if I had completed the mission. But here was this boy, one just thrown together with me because neither of us had a friend in the class, and he panicked when I missed one day of school.

I quickly replied to his texts, Sorry to worry you Peter, but I am really sick. I left my phone in the other room and never found the energy to go and get it until now.

Peter's response came in almost immediately, Oh thank god, I was afraid that something terrible had happened, it's a relief to hear back from you. Although I am sorry that you're sick. If there's anything I can do, please let me know.

I smiled, Thanks Peter, but I think I just need to wait for it to pass. Hopefully I will be well enough to be in school tomorrow.

As I was finishing the text, my parents and Mr. Osborn came into my room. I put my phone down and looked up, "do you need anything?"

"It's time for your second dose, but we're going to be moving you into a safer location. You nearly took the whole building down with you yesterday when you reacted to the serum, so we've devised a cell that will hopefully restrain your powers within it's walls," Osborne explained as my parents unlatched the wheels of the bed.

As two men came in and began to move me, I asked, "I am getting my second dose so soon? I don't think my body has quite recovered from the first."

"It's a daily serum, (Y/N), your body will be able to handle it, we've raised you to be stronger than that," my mother replied, looking at me with disappointment in her eyes.

"Of course, I apologize for doubting my strength," I replied, desperate to prove myself to her. Even if she were to actually let me opt out of receiving the serum today, I would disappoint her beyond imagining.

The two men brought me into a blindingly lit room contained my four plain white walls. It felt like one of those containment rooms for mentally ill patients when they're acting up. I was honestly half expecting to be put into a straight jacket, but the only thing that happened was that Osborn walked in and held out an apple to me.

"Try to call this apple to you," he instructed, balancing it in the palm of his hand.

I tried to do as requested, but nothing happened. Desperate not to fail, I attempted it once more. This time a splitting head ache shot across my head. But I couldn't fail, I knew my parents were watching me. I continued putting all of my energy into this small movement, even placing my hand out in front of me as though I were attempting to use the force. I didn't stop until the head ache worsened and a scream of pain escaped my lips.

"Now, now," Osborn interrupted as I held my head in my hands. "This is nothing to kill yourself over. We were just testing to make sure that the room did indeed hinder your abilities. Just rest for a few minutes and then you will receive your second dosage."

The few minutes did not feel like any time had passed at all, I was still nursing my headache when a scientist walked in with the serum. However I knew I would not be able to delay the torture and allowed him to inject me, not caring that my head still felt like it was about to split open.

The spread of immense pain occurred just as it had the night before, my entire body on fire until everything went black.

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(A/N): Part of the Rise if Skywalker soundtrack was released for the awards and I'm still shaking from it. It was absolutely incredible and there were parts that I think I figured out what happened (no spoilers here though) and I literally cannot wait longer for this movie! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!