Panic Room by Au/Ra
Raphael's POV
I sat on the floor for a solid hour or two before I couldn't cry anymore. My phone rang. "H-Hello?" I said into the speaker. "Hey uhm... they won't let us inside. Something about you." I hummed in agreement. "I-I'll be down in a couple." I hung up before he could ask questions.
I shakily stood up. I walked to the bathroom and checked the mirror. I looked like shit. My head was pounding and my eyes were bright red and puffy. It was evident I was crying. I wiped my eyes. I walked to the closet and grabbed one of his hoodies and threw it on. I made sure he kept some here so I could be reminded.I grabbed my phone and trudged our the door. I walked down the halls and down the several flights of steps, until I reached the door and opened it. Will was arguing. I whistled and the guard arguing back turned to me and looked down. "Let them in!!" I yelled and ran over. Will's mouth went agape at my appearance. My lip was quivering like a motherfucker. The gates opened up and I crossed my arms. "Thank you for doing your job!" I yelled sarcastically.
Nico and Will came up and hugged me. "Hey g-guys." Will wiped a stray fallen tear. "Hey... why were you crying?" I sniffled. "I-It's nothing." I beckoned them to follow and we walked back down the hall and up the flights up steps. "I literally just realized we could've shadow traveled. Whatever I need to exercise." Nico giggled and Will just smiled. We got up to what is now "my" room. Jordan was hanging outside the door. I nodded and walked passed him allowing them to enter. "Give me a minute?" They nodded and I closed the door to talk to Jordan."You have your first meeting at four. Plus you haven't eaten yet. Luke told me to make sure you've eaten." I rolled my eyes.
"Will do. I have to go catch them up on recent events."
He nodded and walked away. I opened the door back in. I closed it behind me and took a deep breathe. "Okay what aren't you telling us? Cause something seems fishy and I don't like it!" I looked down. "Luke went on a mission." Nico beckoned for me to sit down. I laid down face first on the bed and groaned. "So? He's gone on one before." I let a small sob leave my mouth. "Three months." I mumbled. The tears started falling onto the blankets. "Oh babygirl." Will rubbed my back and rolled me over. I ran my fingers over my eyes and cried.
I was pulled into someone's chest. I'm guessing it was Nico's, cause the last time Will picked me up , he dropped me. "It's okay. He'll be back soon. It'll fly bye I promise. Just don't work yourself up so much. You'll have an anxiety attack and we don't need any crying teenagers." I punched him. I cried for another good half an hour before my sobs turned to small sniffles. I sniffled. "How about we go get some food okay?" I nodded.i carefully crawled out of his grasp and walked to the bathroom. I shit the door behind me and wiped my eyes.When I finished looking presentable I walked back into the room where they were quietly chatting. "-do we do?" I rolled my eyes. "Okay stop talking shit about me and let's get food." I walked towards the door. I put my hand on the door but I got dizzy for a split second. I wobbled, and Will rushes up to catch me. "Hey.. are you okay?" I nodded. "Just nauseous from all the crying?" He nodded, but didn't take his hand off my back. We got to the kitchen and Jordan was in there eating cereal.
He turned around and waved. "Do you know why there's a pan of black on the stove?" I nodded. "Luke... uh burnt it this morning." I smiled while looking down. "Ahh makes sense. He never could really cook." I smiled wider. I walked to the fridge and Will and Nico sat down. I clung to the fridge as my chest started to tighten and my vocal cords squeaked. My grip tightened on the fridge turning my knuckles white. "Raphael!" Will caught me as I fell over. Everything going away, leaving me in peace.
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~You're body isn't strong enough to hold the power anymore!
Yes yes it is. I'm fine.
You just had two seizures in less than five hours. You call that fine!!I'll be fine. I can't get rid of this. There's a better chance of me living trying to host you than surviving cancer. Therefore. I'm not getting rid of you.
Have fun dying then!! Cause I'm not helping you when you can't walk or think properly!!!
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~
There was something cold on my head and I was sitting up. I was in different clothing than earlier. "Raphael you're up?!" I winced at the sudden loud voice. "Oops sorry. It's just... you've been out for an hour. The meeting starts in about five minutes if you're up for it?" I nodded and moved my hands in circles trying to figure out how to work it again.
I grabbed the ice pack and rubbed it in circles. Brooklyn helped me stand up. "Where's Nico and Will?" She led me to the meeting room. "They has to leave. Nico had to drag Will out, he didn't want to leave. Oop but Will left a note." She handed me a small pink sticky note."Sorry we couldn't stay. Hazel needed us for something. Text me later. Stay safe!"
I put the note in my back pocket and she dropped my arm and we walked into the room. I sat in my usual seat. It didn't feel right to sit in his. Not when he's not here. It must've been a big meeting because a lot of people were in there. Milo looked pissed off and Brooklyn and Jordan were giving concerned glances at one another. "Mhm." Milo cleared her throat. I rolled my eyes. "What do you want now?" I asked clearly pissed off. "Why aren't you sitting in his seat? If your going to be bossing is around, why not do what your supposed to?" I rolled my eyes. "Exactly. That's his seat. I sit here. I'm not sitting in his seat because... like you said, it's his seat." She scoffed and went back to Instagram. "You're more than welcome to leave. If you're gonna be a snooty fucking bitch than you might as well leave." She turned her phone off and stood up.
I rolled my eyes as she slammed the door. "Well then. This is basically just to get you into the gist of what to do here. So there's a meeting every two days unless it's absolutely mandatory. Uhm... yeah. You have to take "roll call" every morning at 9. You basically walk around making sure everyone is doing their jobs." I nodded. People were steadily getting closer around us. I started to bounce my knee up and down. "Raphael are you okay?" I nodded. "Y-Yeah why wouldn't I be?" I readjusted the ice pack on the back of my head.Jordan was talking to me but I didn't catch a word he was saying. Everything but my eyesight has gone out. I just stared off into space. Something hit the back of the chair and that is what broke me. A tear fell down my face. My chest tightened and I gulped. "Okay everyone out!" Brooklyn ushered everyone out and locked the door. She bent down in front of my shaking form. "Focus on me Raphael. That's it's it. You're safe okay? You're safe." She squeezed my hands and I carefully squeezed back. I closed my eyes for a while. I reopened them. Jordan was bent down behind her and the entire room was clear.
"I-I'm Sorry. I shouldn't have disrupted it. God this is all my fault." I put my head back. "It's not your fault. Do you want me to get Will or Nico on the phone?" I nodded slightly. She took my phone off the table and called one of them. I heard a pop and Nico appeared. "Raph what happened?" I stuttered for a second. "There were so many people." He nodded his head. "Do you want to go back to the room." I nodded. He said a quick thanks for calling him. We walked into the hall in awkward silence.Once we got to the room there were two people outside watching it. I nodded my head and we walked inside and shutting the door. I sat down on the couch. I put my head on his shoulder and laid there for a couple of minutes before he spoke up. "Do you want me to stay tonight? In case anything happens?" I nodded quickly.
I put my head back on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I started to drift away and I couldn't help but fall asleep. Nico picked me up and laid me down in bed covering me with blankets.
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