Authors note
Shit is about to go down this chapter 😌🤭
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.As I was sitting in class I still felt just a little bit shook up about the whole situation. I suggested to just go home after, but Logan insisted we needed a bit of normalcy and try to enjoy the normal moments before the virus gets too out of hand and we won't even be seeing each other in person anymore.
But my problem is with Dr. Whittaker. What's his plan? What does he want with us? And why does this whole situation just seem off? Very clearly something is off-putting about him and not just his looks. He's just seems so empty it's like only the darkest thoughts shine through out his head. The way he stares, the way he stands, they way he looks and me and Logan as new toys to play with scares me honestly.
I look up and realize that the teacher has already walked in and is starting a lesson. Everyone was quiet and listening as I didn't even notice the teacher in the classroom. I groan silently resting my head down on the desk. I need to calm myself down.
I feel something on my hand and I see Logan put his hand on top of mine rubbing his thumb smoothly across it. I start to feel goosebumps along my body and feel my face heat up at the small gesture. I look up at him to see him not looking at me, but mindlessly paying attention to the teacher. I go to put my other hand on top of his but I realize something is wrong with his hand. He seems to have 2 small dark blueish black patches next to each other. I scrunch my eyes in confusion before I tap him to get his attention. He looks down at me with a small smile not even realizing what's going on.
"What's on your hand?" I ask. He looks down and his eyes widen. He lets go of my hand and holds his hand up to his face then analyzes some more to find some on his left arm.
"I have no clue." He says looking at them in disbelief.
I start to get worried. If he doesn't know what it is then what is it? I look closer at the patches and start to realize they look like the vaccine- wait, is this a side effect from the cure? What if by the end of this side effect he looks like a giant, six-two, blue monster.
"Do you think it's a side effect? Maybe others have them too." I say nervously as his arms began to shake slightly. I can obviously tell that he is very much concerned and scared as I am, but won't show it.
I grab his hands and bring them down to his lap starting to get nervous. What if Dr. Whittaker was telling the truth and this was another part of his episodes and its worse this time. I can't risk anything worser happening to Logan. I don't know how to stop it and I am not an expert on this. The last thing I want to do is see Dr. Whittaker, but from what I'm seeing we don't have a choice.
-Next week
After talking to Logan about his condition I slowly convinced him that we should see Dr. Whittaker. The patches on his skin were abnormal and no other person seemed to have it. We were going to see him the next day after we got our first vaccine like instructed, but there was no sign of him or any of the doctors. The school then announced that they will be back next week to give us the next shot since they were busy giving shots out to other schools. I got worried that Logan was going to have another episode during the week, but to our surprise nothing happened, thankfully, but the world around us on the other hand, seemed to be falling apart.
They put out curfews saying that you have to be 21 or older to be out after 9:45pm, but only for medical reasons. If you needed something after 9:45 you would have to call the police for help and even that didn't help since they were so busy dealing with other problems. Not to mention people got sicker even after they took the cure. The government stated that even if you took the first vaccine and became violently ill, not to take the second one because your sickness will get worse like my dad.
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Science Fiction"Joy." He calls out to me. I can feel the way he craves my attention to be drawn on him. So I do exactly the opposite and turn away. "Joy!" He speaks again this time with much more authority it shook the walls of the room. I stop dead in my tracks a...