It was pure black when her consciousness returned to her. Slowly she began to open her eyes, closing them again when the piercing light became too much. In the back ground, her ears could pick up the sounds of her friends but to her mind, they were dead. 'Must be a dream', she concluded. She knew they were next to her when she felt a comforting hand move the bangs away from her forehead. Mindful of the light, she slowly opened her eyes. When her vision focused, she could see the face of Number 5 looking over her.
The other girl smiled, petting her hair in a gesture of comfort. "How are you feeling girl?" She asked with a smile.
"You're alive?" Number 3 yelped, jumping up out of the cot she was laying in as reality set in. She looked down shocked when a black feather landed in her lap. She picked it up and then looked over at her friend.
A chuckle and a nod were her answers.
"But you can't be! I watched a sword go through your back! Number 1's too!" She told them, watching with wide eyes as Number 1 walked over toward her. "This isn't real."
From his spot behind his two friends, Number 2 stepped forward. In nervousness he played with his fingers as he watched the shocked girls eyes fall upon him. "Actually, they are still alive. "He mumbled. "You see, this whole thing happened in Number 4's head so when he killed them, it was just his way of getting them out of there."
"Oh," Number 3 said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She suddenly shot her head up, looking at the others with a wild look. "Number 4! Is he alright? Is he awake? Is he…."
Number 5 sighed sitting on the edge of the cot. "Girl, that boy hasn't moved an inch in a couple days." She told her. "We have'ta take him to the hospital. We've done all we can…"
"No!" Number 3 yelled, getting up from the bed. She staggered over toward the comatose boy, tears falling down her cheeks as she realized he was not going to wake up. "It was all in vain." She whispered softly, and then she began to sob. "I loved you." She said, placing her head on his naked chest.
"It's okay." Number 5 said soothingly as she patted the other girls back. She looked over at Number's 1 and 2, who had remained practically silent the whole time.
They shrugged at her and she knew that they both didn't know what to do.
"I should have stayed with him." Number 3 moaned as she tried to dry her tears but the more she tried to get rid of them, the more they came. "He wanted me to, yet, I ditched him."
Number 1 suddenly stepped forward, a sad but determined look on face. "Come on, Number 3," He said, placing his hands on the crying girl's shoulders. "We need to take him to a hospital." He began to pull her away and then, hysterical as she was, she fought back, hitting him in the nose with her flailing arms. Immediately he took his hands off her and placed them on his now smarting face. "Damn." He mumbled, blushing slightly as Number 5 began to check his face to make sure he was okay.
"Number 3!" Number 2 yelled out shocked, placing a hand up to his mouth. He didn't want to get into the middle of their petty fight but he would be there if need be. "Stop it! If you just believe that he will wake up, he will!"
That stopped her. She was told she had to hope, she had to pray, and she had to believe that he would wake up. "I'm sorry, Nigel." She said, knowing he would take her seriously since she used his first name. Then, with a new determination upon her heart, she turned to the blond boy whom she loved so much. "I understand that you are confused, Wallabee." She told him. "I understand that it is easier to stay in the dream world than it is in the real world but you need to wake up. I need you with me out here and I will be waiting for you." She then bent down and gave him a kiss before placing the black feather atop his chest and walking away.
She had reached the door when she heard the weak words that magically floated in the air. "Kuki….." Tears filling her eyes, she whirled around. There he was, his eyes were open, filled with sleep still but open, revealing the beautiful teal blue colors of them. He was watching her with them, waiting for her to answer him back.
"Wallabee!" She shouted, running back toward him. He was actually awake! By some God given miracle he was awake! She tossed herself into his arms, tears pouring down her cheeks and falling onto the pale skin of his chest. "I love you so much…. I'm so glad you're awake! I love you!"
"I… ca.n..'t… br..ea…th..e!" The blond muttered. Number 3 let him go, blushing slightly as she took a step back while he got his bearings. After gulping down new air that had been crushed out of his lungs, Number 4 smiled at her. "I love you too." He said. She leaned over toward him and they kissed.
While the two began to kiss, Number 5 looked over at her two wide eyed comrades with a smug smile on her face. "Come on!" She said, nudging Number 1 in the chest with her elbow. "Let's get outta here."
"Where are we going?" The leader asked, following Number 2, who had already began to hightail it out of the room when the two had begun to kiss.
Number 5 answered him. "You're going to go buy me a cream soda." She told him, gripping him by the hand.
"What?"
"Crème soda! Now!" She yelled.
"Fine, one crème soda it is… seesh.." He mumbled to himself, following her out of the tree house.
Number 2 smiled from the spot he selected to sit on the couch. Everything was the way it was supposed to be. Number 4 was awake, Number 3 found love, and Number 5 and Number 1 had admitted their feelings. Everything was perfect and that's the way it was supposed to be.
Good God! I'm done. Can you believe it? I'm so sorry I haven't updated this fic in so long! I've been so busy! I'm getting ready to graduate and am tying up loose ends with my correspondence classes. I am planning on a sequel but the way this ended, I probably won't need one. Tell me what you think!
The other girl smiled, petting her hair in a gesture of comfort. "How are you feeling girl?" She asked with a smile.
"You're alive?" Number 3 yelped, jumping up out of the cot she was laying in as reality set in. She looked down shocked when a black feather landed in her lap. She picked it up and then looked over at her friend.
A chuckle and a nod were her answers.
"But you can't be! I watched a sword go through your back! Number 1's too!" She told them, watching with wide eyes as Number 1 walked over toward her. "This isn't real."
From his spot behind his two friends, Number 2 stepped forward. In nervousness he played with his fingers as he watched the shocked girls eyes fall upon him. "Actually, they are still alive. "He mumbled. "You see, this whole thing happened in Number 4's head so when he killed them, it was just his way of getting them out of there."
"Oh," Number 3 said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She suddenly shot her head up, looking at the others with a wild look. "Number 4! Is he alright? Is he awake? Is he…."
Number 5 sighed sitting on the edge of the cot. "Girl, that boy hasn't moved an inch in a couple days." She told her. "We have'ta take him to the hospital. We've done all we can…"
"No!" Number 3 yelled, getting up from the bed. She staggered over toward the comatose boy, tears falling down her cheeks as she realized he was not going to wake up. "It was all in vain." She whispered softly, and then she began to sob. "I loved you." She said, placing her head on his naked chest.
"It's okay." Number 5 said soothingly as she patted the other girls back. She looked over at Number's 1 and 2, who had remained practically silent the whole time.
They shrugged at her and she knew that they both didn't know what to do.
"I should have stayed with him." Number 3 moaned as she tried to dry her tears but the more she tried to get rid of them, the more they came. "He wanted me to, yet, I ditched him."
Number 1 suddenly stepped forward, a sad but determined look on face. "Come on, Number 3," He said, placing his hands on the crying girl's shoulders. "We need to take him to a hospital." He began to pull her away and then, hysterical as she was, she fought back, hitting him in the nose with her flailing arms. Immediately he took his hands off her and placed them on his now smarting face. "Damn." He mumbled, blushing slightly as Number 5 began to check his face to make sure he was okay.
"Number 3!" Number 2 yelled out shocked, placing a hand up to his mouth. He didn't want to get into the middle of their petty fight but he would be there if need be. "Stop it! If you just believe that he will wake up, he will!"
That stopped her. She was told she had to hope, she had to pray, and she had to believe that he would wake up. "I'm sorry, Nigel." She said, knowing he would take her seriously since she used his first name. Then, with a new determination upon her heart, she turned to the blond boy whom she loved so much. "I understand that you are confused, Wallabee." She told him. "I understand that it is easier to stay in the dream world than it is in the real world but you need to wake up. I need you with me out here and I will be waiting for you." She then bent down and gave him a kiss before placing the black feather atop his chest and walking away.
She had reached the door when she heard the weak words that magically floated in the air. "Kuki….." Tears filling her eyes, she whirled around. There he was, his eyes were open, filled with sleep still but open, revealing the beautiful teal blue colors of them. He was watching her with them, waiting for her to answer him back.
"Wallabee!" She shouted, running back toward him. He was actually awake! By some God given miracle he was awake! She tossed herself into his arms, tears pouring down her cheeks and falling onto the pale skin of his chest. "I love you so much…. I'm so glad you're awake! I love you!"
"I… ca.n..'t… br..ea…th..e!" The blond muttered. Number 3 let him go, blushing slightly as she took a step back while he got his bearings. After gulping down new air that had been crushed out of his lungs, Number 4 smiled at her. "I love you too." He said. She leaned over toward him and they kissed.
While the two began to kiss, Number 5 looked over at her two wide eyed comrades with a smug smile on her face. "Come on!" She said, nudging Number 1 in the chest with her elbow. "Let's get outta here."
"Where are we going?" The leader asked, following Number 2, who had already began to hightail it out of the room when the two had begun to kiss.
Number 5 answered him. "You're going to go buy me a cream soda." She told him, gripping him by the hand.
"What?"
"Crème soda! Now!" She yelled.
"Fine, one crème soda it is… seesh.." He mumbled to himself, following her out of the tree house.
Number 2 smiled from the spot he selected to sit on the couch. Everything was the way it was supposed to be. Number 4 was awake, Number 3 found love, and Number 5 and Number 1 had admitted their feelings. Everything was perfect and that's the way it was supposed to be.
Good God! I'm done. Can you believe it? I'm so sorry I haven't updated this fic in so long! I've been so busy! I'm getting ready to graduate and am tying up loose ends with my correspondence classes. I am planning on a sequel but the way this ended, I probably won't need one. Tell me what you think!