CHAPTER 69 HELL YES

(3 days till the next Greenie)


"Hello?"


White. All I could see is white. I'd say I was in a room but there didn't seem to be any borders. Just white nothingness. Leaving me...


Alone.


"Everything is going to change." A woman's voice gurgled, almost as if she were speaking through water. My head pounded, each word she uttered drilling through my brain. "Don't worry, you'll be home soon. Wicked is Good Bunny, remember that." The disembodied voice played ping pong against my skull.


"No!" I shouted, turning around, trying to find the woman. Did I really just say that? It was as if my body took charge over my mind, my mouth bubbling over in urgency. "I'm not going! You can't make me!" My voice cracked towards the end. I just wanted her to understand. Why did she never listen to me?! Who was this woman?!


"You will go." The woman ordered. "The subjects mean nothing, you're being too emotional Bunny." Her bluntness was almost scary. Subjects? Who were the subjects?! "Now you will go to your room. Guards!" No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.


"No! Please don't take me back there, please! Anything but the room, I promise I'll be good!"


"See, you can't even control yourself now." The ominous voice muttered, fading at each second. "Twelve thirty. Goodbye A Fourteen. I'll see you soon." And with that she was gone. Leaving me.


"No!" I cried out. "Please!" What I saw when I looked down was worse than anything I'd ever experienced. The floor was swirling around, slowly melting into a thick waxy liquid, starting to swallow me whole. I tried to run, do anything. I was frozen. My limbs felt more like pieces of a mannequin. Down and down I went until only my neck withstood the floor. Then I saw her.


A girl? My vision was blurred but sure enough my eyes hadn't deceived me. Pale, with long dark hair, warm delicate hands. She had crouched down to me, smiling while she stroked my hair.


"I'm coming to see you soon y/n. Are you excited?"


"Please." I choked out. "Help me." She looked at me like I was a child who said something adorable without realizing it. Leaning down to my ear she whispered, tickling my ear.


"It'll all be over soon. Just let it happen." Her hand on the top of my head started to push me down. I wanted to shout, but everything was muffled due to my mouth being covered by the wax. Everything went black.


Please.


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"Y/n!" Gally shouted. I was being shaken awake. My eyes flipped open, still trying to wrap my head around the dream.


"What? What?!"


"Jesus Christ you're awake." He said, removing his grip. "What the hell was that?!" In a long stretch of silence, him waiting for my reply. Everything ran around, spinning my mind. What did it mean? Why? What?!


I let out a strangled sob, crying and crying and crying. Tears falling, running away before I could catch them. I found hold of my knees and wrapped my arms around them, rocking slightly back and forth to ground myself. My inhales became sharper and sharper, air becoming a delicacy.


Gally's Point Of View:


"Hey...don't cry. Don't cry y/n. You're okay." I said in a panic, pulling her into me. What was wrong with her? She was fine when we went to bed.


I'd never seen y/n cry. Ever. I didn't even know it was possible, that's why the horrified look on their face struck a sense of terror in me.


I didn't know what exactly to do, which made everything worse. I always slipped away when another guy started to cry, figuring they'd get over it. But this was different. This was y/n.


She started to choke on her tears. Literally. She wasn't breathing...and I had no idea what to do.


"Just stop crying. Please." I begged, holding her tighter." I can't help you if you're crying. Please, you gotta stop. Just breathe. I need you to breathe." I didn't know what else to do, so I did it. Kissing her.


First the side of her temple, then her cheekbone. Kissing every inch of her skin, desperate to bring her back. To breathe. I turned her head, forcing her to look at me, placing one final kiss on her lips.


Their whimpers had melted away. Y/n wrapped her arms around my neck, sinking into the kiss. One of our longest. They were safe. They were here. They were breathing. They were mine. Like we would be forever.


After we pulled away y/n took a living breath, a real shuddering breath. They had stopped crying. It was over. They were fine. I clasped their face in my hand, rubbing the tears away. Erasing any remnant of those awful moments.


"What's wrong?" I asked at a low whisper. "You have to tell me what's wrong so I can fix it." Y/n's eyes flitted around, avoiding the question. They tried kissing me again as a distraction, only this time it wouldn't work. "No." I said firmly, pushing them away. "You tell me y/n." They looked shocked from my stubbornness


"Nightmare." She mumbled. "I used to get them a lot when I first got here and I thought they went away after awhile. Guess they didn't."


"You were moving all around, yelling. Seemed pretty bad huh?"


"Yeah." Y/n slipped under the blankets, covering up her near nakedness. "Wasn't skipping around picking daisies that's for sure."


"What happened?" I pressed on, grabbing her wrist, I rubbed circles on it with my thumb while she responded.


"I uh can't remember. Let's just forget it okay." Unrest clouded up her gaze, there was still something wrong. Y/n took her hand away and turned on her side, letting her head flop onto her pillow.


I knew I wasn't going to get another word out of them but that was fine. I slipped my arms around their middle, resting my chin in the crook of their neck. My heart started to recede back to it's regular Rhythm. Their small breaths were music to my ears.


I was here, so was y/n. We were here together, everything was going to be okay. After tomorrow Paul would be gone and we wouldn't have to worry about anything ever again.

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