"Gaara…" I breathed
He was sitting crouched on the window. His face emotionless and unreadable. He was watching me.
"What were you singing?" He asked
I blinked, had I been singing aloud? "Excuse me?"
He jumped into the hospital room "You were singing, in your sleep."
"Hmm…" I thought for a moment then said "…It was a dream, I hadn't realised that I had been singing"
He nodded, silence fell between us.
"What're you doing here?" I finally asked "It's midnight, or something like that"
He shrugged ever so slightly, but he didn't answer.
'Kill her…' A voice said, coming out if nowhere.
"Did you say something?" I asked Gaara.
He gave me a confused look, he shook his head and said 'no'
'She's nothing to us…' The voice said '…kill her, I want to see her blood!'
My eyes tightened "What're you talking about?"
Gaara's brows frowned "I am not talking…" He said
I frowned with him "But I heard a voice, and not me, so it's got to be you"
He shook his head "Do you see my mouth moving?"
'KILL HER NOW!' The voice screeched, so loud that I had to cover my ears from the unknown voice. But Gaara was right, I hadn't seen his mouth moving. I looked up, Gaara was clutching his head in pain.
"Ga--" I was going to see if he was ok, but he pushed me against the wall with sand. "--Ugh!" I gasped out.
Sand held me against the wall, stopping me from escaping.
"I'll kill you…" Gaara said bitterly to me.
The sand tightened and crawled up to my mouth, stopping me from screaming. But I didn't, I was to busy going through shock.
I tightly closed my eyes '…Help me…'
'Sister…' A voice whispered
My eyes snapped open at the unfamiliar voice. I was just in time to see the sand to come flying off me. It hit Gaara, he stumbled back. I fell to the ground and landed on my bottom.
His sand moved from his face, he was glaring right at me. I felt goose bumps rise on my arms and a chill go down my back.
"Die…" He whispered
I smiled as the sand came for me. The sand froze, just inches from my face.
"W-why are you smiling?" He whispered icily
"Because…" I said, my smile still on my face "…You can't kill what's already dead"
His eyes widened slightly, but he regained his emotionless mask. "if you're dead, then why can I see you?"
I shrugged "I died in a car accident…" I mumbled.
He chuckled "Then I'll just have to try and kill you, won't I"
Once again, his sand warped round me, lifting me of the ground. Some of the sand cut into my skin. I winced at the sudden pain.
"Does that prove it?" He asked
I shook my head, frustrated.
He smirked darkly, the sand tightened around me, knocking the air out of me. Some more of the sand cut into me.
"Now?"
I didn't answer.
'I can't be alive, I was drowning. Right?' I asked myself in thought 'Nothing here really happens in the world I was born and brought up in, this must be the after life, the spirit world or something, this is not real'
"Answer me?" Gaara said, his voice getting angrier by the second as his sand tightened more around me.
'It's not real…It's not real…It's not real…' I chanted
'Hurry…or you will die…' The voice from before whispered, echoing of the walls in my head. I shook me head quickly.
"It's not real…" I whispered, so low that Gaara didn't here.
Gaara slammed me against the wall, making my head snap back. An aching pain erupted from the back and sides of my neck. "If you care for your life, then you will answer me!" He yelled.
I didn't answer, I was still too confused. Sand wrapped even more tightly round me, my breathing became harder and more ragged. I felt a clear crack in my wrist.
"Gaara, put her down…" A male voice said, I looked up to see the Hokage, standing in the doorway.
Gaara looked up as well, he glared at him. He then turned his attention back to me, then threw me across the room. My head cracked against the brick wall. He released me from his ball of sand and sent me falling against the hard, cold wall.
The Hokage told Gaara something, but I wasn't paying attention, I was too busy focussing my attention to the feel of something warm, trickling down the back of my neck. I put my hand on it then examined it.
There was blood all over my hand, dripping down my wrist. I checked my other wrist, the one I heard crack. There was bruise forming over the bone and around the wrist of my hand. It went in at one side and poked up at another, I was sure it was broken.
I examined the rest of my body.
There was only bruises and cuts, some deeper and larger than the others.
Blood continued to spill out of me. I knew what followed after that. But I didn't want to have another black out, I've had enough to last me a life time. That's all I ever did now, faint, black out or sleep.
My vision became blurry, until the point Gaara and the Hokage were large, standing blobs of darkness.
I fought will all my energy to keep my eyes open, and to keep my head up. But I failed in the process. My head fell to the ground and my eyes slowly slid shut.
"Quick! Get a doctor!" The Hokage yelled, closer to me that I thought.
My world went black.
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