Hello there people of the universe, how are you doing this fine evening? (If it is not evening, I do not care) Now! It is week… 3 and we have one more week before the end of this story although… I think I'll add another chapter. So one more week after this chapter and then an ending chappie. 2 CHAPTERS LEFT! I'm hype, are you hype? Hope so. Anyway onto the chapter!
OH! Btw, I edited the last chapter because I found some errors and had to enter some information.
Week 3 Day 1&2
Yeah, Today and tomorrow, wasn't that sensational. They were rather normal days. Walked to school, annoyed Kei-kun, teased Michi-chan and Yama-chan, went to the class of Hell, had a fabulous lunch with my "husband", and had another round of my class, and, went to Kei's house to play with Cecelia, Lucy-chan, and Aki-chan. It was fun. Normal. Tomorrow though… I wish it never happened. Let me tell you why.
Day 3
The day started out normal enough, so I let my guard down. I didn't think that classmates would go farther than they already did. I was wrong. I let my guard down… and I paid for it. It happened in lunch…
Lunch break~
I was sitting on the desk in front of Kei-kun as usual when Ame came into the classroom carrying a plastic container.
"Ame-chan! What are you doing here?" I asked one of my only friends in that… class.
"I have some cookies for you. I thought you might want some."
"COOKIES!" I took the box from her hands, placed it in my lap, and started eating them at a fast pace. I love sweet food. As I ate the cookies, I introduced Kei and Yama to Ame. We had a lot of fun talking about random stuff.
"I'm so serious man. If you drink a lot of water on a regular basis, you're gonna be the first to die in the desert." I said to Michi-chan.
"Why?"
"Because your body is used to a whole lot of water. Then you're in a dry place with no sign of water. You're gonna die of dehydration before the person who barely drinks anything."
"Hop off my dick Sylar."
"You have a dick Michi-chan? Is that what's usually poking my side when I sleep over at your house? Happy to see me?"
"No you perverted cat! That is my fist jamming you in the side because you won't get off me."
"But you're so cozy!"
"Shut up. I have to water my plant."
"You won't drink water to save your life, but you'll drink it to save a virtual plant?"
"Don't diss my plant. Plant Nanny is a great way to help you drink water, which you need more of."
"Whatever. I'll stick with tea and juice, thank you very much." I turned away from Michi and continued eating my cookies.
I was panting after our conversation.
"Do you like the cookies Sylar?" Ame asked me.
"Yeah! They're delicious. You're a good cookie maker."
Although my mouth feels kinda weird.
"Oh, I didn't make them."
"Really? Who did?" I lifted another cookie to my mouth, not really caring who made them.
My eyes hurt.
"Akira-kun!" I froze as I bit into the cookie. Akira? He's one of the main people who try to make my life a living Hell.
My throat hurts.
"Akira made these?" I asked, looking warly at the cookies.
I keep breathing heavy.
"Yeah. He said he was too embarrassed to give them to you himself and that this was a way of apologizing to you." Fat chance.
"Ame." I said in a soft tone but hard that caught hers, and the others, attention. "What type of cookies are these?" My mouth feels weird, my breathing is off, my eyes are unfocused, and my throat hurts.
It hurts.
"Macadamia nuts. Why?"
The half eaten cookie and box fell from my numb fingers as if in slow motion. As I watched the cookies fall, I could see the many white nuts in them. There were 10 in each cookie at least.
How many did I eat?
"How many did I eat?" I asked in a whisper.
I can't breathe.
"You ate like 5&½. Why? What's wrong?" Ame didn't know.
I can't breathe.
She wasn't here in the beginning of the year. She doesn't know I'm allergic to macadamia nuts.
But Akira knew.
I didn't think to tell her. I didn't think it mattered. Ame. Doesn't. Know.
I can't breathe.
I stood up shakily.
I can't breathe.
I lifted my hands to my throat.
I can't breathe.
I coughed and spluttered.
I can't breathe.
I tried to get air into my lungs.
I can't breathe.
I fell to the ground and my friends stood up in worry. They were scared because I was acting so weird. I looked at them with scared and pleading eyes before my gaze landed on Kei's visibly shocked face.
I. Can't. Breathe!
"I can't breathe." It was said in a whisper but they could all hear me.
That's when all Hell broke loose.
3rd POV
Kei was the first one to react to the whispered words. He ran to Sylar's fallen form and watched helplessly as she tried to gasp for air that couldn't get to her lungs. Her face was turning a light purple and there was no air to help her speak. The whole class was frozen and her friends didn't know what to do. They saw Sylar's mouth move but no sound escaped.
"E-epi-"
You keep epipens in your bag?
You never know when you'll need them.
Of course! How could he forget! Kei picked up Sylar's air deprived body and ran to her classroom. Michiyo, Yamaguchi, and Ame followed behind him.
When Kei reached her classroom Michiyo opened the door and they ran inside. Everything stopped when the group entered. The only movement seemed to be from the still struggling body of Sylar as she tried to breathe and stay conscious.
"Where is Sylar's bag?" Kei was the one to break the silence, but still no one moved.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS HER BAG!" Michiyo screamed, both frightened for her friend and annoyed at the class. Yachi, one of Sylar's few friends, stood from her seat and pointed to the seat in the very back by the window.
"I-It's that one."
Kei didn't even take two steps before Sylar's shaking body began to convulse in his arms. She was having a seizure. Her back arched and her arms flailed. The unexpected movement caused Kei to let out a startled curse and drop Sylar to the floor. Her back bent at horrible angles as her brain tried to reboot itself and her mouth opened and closed in silent gasps that made his blood run cold. No one noticed the cruel smirk on someone's face as their phone recorded everything.
"Michiyo, go get her bag. There should be epipens in there." Kei ordered as he tried to keep Sylar's body still so as not to hurt herself. Michiyo didn't question it and ran to her desk. Her heart stopped at the sight of the graffiti that marred her desk:
Loser
Bitch
No one wants you here
Go kill yourself
Just die make my day
No one cares
Whore
Stupid
She forced herself to look away from the cruel words and horrid drawings. She would deal with them later, right now she had to save Sylar.
She rummaged through Sylar's bag and found the epipens. She took one out and got ready to inject Sylar with the medicine. After the medicine was in her bloodstream they watched with bated breath to see if it worked.
Slowly, her body stopped convulsing from her seizure and fell limp. There was no breath in her lungs and no life in her eyes.
"No… please no. God don't do this to me. Sylar please… " Michiyo begged, but there was no movement. Instead of showing weakness in front of the people who caused this, she shoved her tears down and brought forth all her anger. She slowly stood from the ground and, with hair in her eyes, faced the class that did this to her best friend. The person she thought of as a sister. She viciously kicked the desks in front of her, sending them crashing into each other.
"God. Fucking. DAMMIT!" Michiyo screamed.
"Good riddance." The one with the phone whispered.
Sylar's eyes flew open as she gasped for air. She coughed and hacked and tried to breathe the air that could finally flow through her again. She turned on her side, ignoring Kei and everyone else, and threw up everything that she ate that day. She gagged and retched and cried. When everything was out, she almost fell into her sick, but Kei sat her up and looked at her with worry. She was hyperventilating. Kei grabbed her wrists in his hands and forced her to look at him. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and she looked so, so scared.
"Sylar. Sylar calm down. Breathe, breathe. Take a deep breath and breathe with me. In… and out. In… and out." Her breathing was heavy but it was smoothing out. Tears were still falling, but she wasn't hyperventilating anymore. She leaned forward in Kei's grasp and rested her head on his chest and just cried. Her body shook in fear and shock and her shoulders heaved with the force of her sobs. He slowly wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hold and she grasped tightly to the front of his shirt.
"Tsukishima," Michiyo's voice cut through the stillness that settled over everyone when Sylar woke up. Kei looked at her, but didn't remove Sylar from his hold. Her head was bowed and her hair still covered her eyes. "Can you take Sylar out of here? Take her to your house, I think she would like it better there." Kei nodded his head and picked her up bridal style. Sylar's arms wrapped themselves around his neck and continued to cry into his walked up to Kei and placed both his bag and Sylar's into Sylar's lap. He nodded his head in thanks to her and turned to leave the room. Before he left, a whisper had him freezing for a split second, shoulders tense and mouth set in a fierce frown before he continued carrying Sylar away.
"Damn. She didn't die."
Her back was still to the class when she spoke in a low whisper that seemed to carry itself around the room.
"Yamaguchi… I don't care if Kiyoko-neesan is in the middle of class, go find her and bring her here. Inform her of the… situation."
Yamaguchi gulped and nodded a little shakily. He had never seen Michiyo like this. Her body shook with rage, but she kept it well hidden in her voice. He could see how her lips were mashed together in a thin, white line, and how her eyes burned with hatred. He didn't dare question her and left to go find Kiyoko.
When Yamaguchi was gone, Michiyo turned towards the class. She didn't say anything for a few seconds before she kicked the desks so hard that they almost hit the people who caused this. Many jumped back in fear, screamed, and looked ready to pass out, but Michiyo didn't care. She wanted to kill them. "Which one of you is Akira?" She asked the fidgeting class. She looked up from under her hair and froze everyone in their spot with her chilly murderous gaze. No one answered. "I said… " She picked up one of the desks and threw it at the blackboard. "WHICH ONE OF YOU IS AKIRA?!" The class jumped in the air at her shout and pushed someone holding a phone towards her. Before he could straighten out, he was grabbed by the front of his uniform and slammed into the wall by a snarling Michiyo, his phone falling to the ground. The video he had just recorded, playing. Loud enough to be heard by everyone.
"Hey what do you think will happen when she eats the cookies?"
"I bet $10 bucks that her hands swell up!"
"Nah, I bet she'll get a terrible rash."
"What if she ended up peeing herself?" Laughter rang in Michiyo's ears.
"Where's Sylar's bag?
"God. Fucking. DAMMIT!"
"Good riddance."
"Damn… she didn't die."
Michiyo wasn't sure when Kiyoko and Yamaguchi came into the classroom and she wasn't sure when she punched that smug looking bastard, Akira, in the face before being pulled off him by Yamaguchi. He held her tightly around the waist as she struggled in his hold trying to kill him like he tried to kill Sylar.
"Michiyo! Calm down and call father. He will need to be told." Kiyoko's voice cut through the red fog that settled around her. She huffed and blew the hair out her face before she ripped herself free of Yamaguchi's grasp. She pulled her phone out and went into the hallway.
"Hello, father? Yeah, I need you to come to my school…" Yamaguchi followed after her and Kiyoko stood in front of all of them. Before Michiyo stepped completely in the hall, she looked at Kiyoko and said one thing. "Check her desk. It's the one in the back by the windows." Then the door was shut and she continued telling her father what happened to Sylar.
Kiyoko picked up the fallen phone and turned to look at the desk pointed out to her by Michiyo. She couldn't even look for more than a few seconds before she felt sick to her stomach. "Our father is a police officer. We will have all of you, including your teacher, arrested for attempted murder. Your teacher will have an additional charge of negligence and you will have an additional charge of bullying." Kiyoko had been studying to be a lawyer when she grew up and was never more thankful for her knowledge on subjects like these. "This desk, video, and the container of cookies will be used as evidence against you all." They didn't know what to say. It was just suppose to be a joke…
The sounds of sirens made them realize just how badly they were screwed.
Sylar & Kei
The walk home was tense and silent, only broken by the sobs coming from Sylar. She still hadn't stopped crying since they left the school. Kei just held her close and tried to reign in his anger. Sylar didn't need that. When they got to his house, he rang the doorbell and waited. His keys were in the bag and he couldn't bring it in himself to make Sylar get them or set her down.
When the door opened, Kei came face to face with his brother. There was a beat of silence where Akiteru stared at the sight of a crying Sylar clinging to his angry little brother before he moved aside and let the two of them in. "W-what happened? Is Sylar ok?" Kei just shook his head no and walked into the sitting room, where he sat on the couch with Sylar in his lap. After Kei pulled their school bags out of her lap, Sylar pulled her knees up to her chest and continued to cling onto Kei and cry into his shirt.
"Mommy?"
"Sylar, honey, what's wrong?"
Sylar shook her head and buried her head closer into Kei's neck, not sobbing like before, but still crying. She felt a hand on her curled legs and jumped in fright before trying to bury herself further in Kei's warmth.
"Mommy? It's just me Cecelia. Don't you want to hug me? It will make you feel better." Cecelia tried to coax her mom to look at her. A few beats of silence later, Sylar unwrapped her arms from Kei's neck and lifted her head to look at Cecelia. She opened her arms wide, and with a weak and shaky voice called,
"Come here sweet pea." Cecelia was quick to crawl into her mother's arms. Sylar wrapped her arms around Cecelia tightly and leaned her head on top of her soft hair. She didn't move away from Kei or got off him. He was the only thing keeping her whole. He was the first person she saw after she woke up, he was the one who helped her breathe, he held her as she cried. If he left… she wouldn't know what to do.
Sylar? Sweetie tell me what's wrong." Lucy tried to coax what happened out of her, but Sylar, once again, shook her head and buried her face in Cecelia's hair as she scooted impossibly closer to Kei.
"Can I tell them?" Kei asked. Sylar was still for a minute before she nodded her head in agreement.
"Sylar almost died today," Sylar whimpered at the words. "Some of the students in her class made cookies that were filled with macadamia nuts and had her friend give them to her as a sign of apology. I don't entirely know what happened to her physically though…"
"My airway swelled shut." Sylar whispered. "That's what happens if I eat a lot of macadamia nuts. I ate 55 today." She didn't look up from Cecelia's hair, but they could all hear the tears in her voice.
"I remembered that she keeps epipens so we went to her class, when we found out where her bag was… she had a seizure." Gasps came from everyone, and Sylar stiffened in Kei's lap. She didn't know she had a seizure.
"We got the medicine in her but… she stopped breathing entirely. It looked like she died." Cecelia clasped onto her mother tightly, Lucy and Akiteru were in shock, and Sylar whimpered in fear as she curled into herself even tighter.
"She woke up though, and I got her to calm down before we left the school and came here."
At the end of his tale, there was silence. No one knew what to do or say, but it was broken when Sylar's body shook and she let out a loud sob.
"It hurt. It hurt so bad. I couldn't breathe and I was scared. I was terrified. I didn't want to die because of a nut. I didn't want to die that way. I didn't want to die." She then dissolved into heart breaking sobs that had Kei holding her a little tighter.
"Oh honey," Lucy said as she stood up and came to the side of someone she cared for like a daughter. "How about we go upstairs and I'll run you a hot bath? Hmm?"
"Come on mommy, let's take a bath together. It will help you calm down and feel better." Cecelia climbed out of Sylar's arms but held her hand in her small grasp.
Slowly, Sylar uncurled herself from her ball and, with the hand not being held in Cecelia's grasp, attempted to wipe her never ending tears. She hiccupped and sobbed as she sat up and pulled away from Kei's body.
"I was so scared that I wouldn't see Lucy-chan or Aki-chan again. I thought I wouldn't be able to tease Michi-chan and Yama-chan, or annoy Ms. Ringo. I thought I wouldn't be able to see Kei anymore, and I imagined never seeing Cecelia grow up and helping her find the love of her life. I would miss everything and anyone."
She cried and cried as she let out her fears that day. The boys didn't know what to do, so they sat there, awkwardly looking at the crying girl, as Lucy wiped her tears away. Cecelia gripped her hand a little tighter, and began to gently lead her up the stairs. Although she was only 6 years old, she was very mature for her age. Sylar raised her like that. To still be a child, but able to help when someone couldn't stand alone.
The day soon came to a close. Sylar and Cecelia stayed in the tub for a while, until Sylar was feeling better, but when they went downstairs for dinner, Sylar didn't eat. She sat, and talked with everyone (perhaps not as light-hearted as before but…),and fed Cecelia. Her and Cecelia sat in the room that slowly became more hers than the one at her own house, and yet… Sylar was nervous. So she stood up, holding Cecelia in her arms, and made their way to Kei's room. When Kei let them in, she sat on his bed a little awkwardly and looked around the room. She saw many dinosaur plushies and a small smile slid on her face before she looked over to the wall by the door and she opened her mouth in shock.
"You play guitar?" Sylar looked at Kei with respect shining in her eyes, but sadness and fear was still there, trying to consume her. Kei looked away from her gaze shuffling his feel on the ground while he rubbed the back of his head.
"Oh, uhh… yeah. A little."
"Can you play me something?" There was silence for a few seconds before Kei nodded his head and grabbed his guitar. Sylar patted the seat next to her in silent invitation, and Kei walked over to the bed before sitting down. He tuned the guitar for a few minutes before he began to strum.
It was soft, slow, and comforting. It was also very familiar to Sylar. A small smile slid on her face.
"I remember this song…"
"Sing it for me mommy?"
"Hmm… it it's alright with Kei-kun?"
"Sure."
So the music started over, and Sylar began to sing to Kei's music.
Lucy and Akiteru stood outside Kei's room, drawn by the sound of Kei's guitar and the sound of Sylar singing.
Taylor Swift - Safe and Sound
I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go"
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone"
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Don't you dare look out your window darling
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh
La La (La La)
La La (La La)
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh
La La (La La)
Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound...
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh oh oh
Cecelia was fast asleep in Sylar's arms by the end of the song. Sylar's smile was a little bigger and her shoulders weren't as tense. Kei got up to place his guitar back when he heard a whispered plea.
"Can I stay here with you? I don't want to be alone." Kei turned to look at her, but her gaze was on Cecelia and his bed with a small blush on her face. He understood that after what she went through today she would be scared. He would have been worried if she acted like nothing was wrong. That is what helped him decide.
"Yeah. You can stay here." Her face lit up with happiness, but she was quick to not wake Cecelia.
"Thank you."
So they crawled into bed, Kei's back to the wall, Sylar's back to the door, and Cecelia between them. It was silent for a while before Sylar broke it with her whispers.
"Which dinosaur is that?"
Kei's face lit up, and he began to ramble on and on about the different dinosaurs. What they looked like, their strengths and weaknesses, what they ate, and anything and everything. She would point to a different dinosaur and listen to his smooth tenor voice. She was soon lulled to sleep, and dreamt of running through the jungle, free, and dinosaurs as far as the eye could see. It was the best dream she ever had.
Day 4 & 5
Sylar stayed home the next two days. She couldn't bring herself to go to school. So she stayed with Lucy and helped make breakfast, Kei's lunch, watched movies, listened to music, and played with Cecelia. Sylar and Lucy took Cecelia to the park and to the library where they sat and read books. It was a sense of normalcy that Sylar needed to feel safe. When they finished they went back home and made dinner. Sylar ate with them and was able to talk about the weirder things that always made dinner interesting. Sylar and Cecelia then made their way to Kei's room and not once did Kei question it. It was nice and peaceful.
Weekend
Everything was getting better. Sylar wasn't feeling as jittery or nervous, and she felt safe enough to sleep in her own room again. Neither Kei, nor Sylar, brought up the fact their bed seemed a little colder than usual. Of course without another body the bed would be cold. That's a given. Sylar stopped hiding inwards and was slowly coming back to her usual normal self. She was loud, laughing, quirky, and perverted. She called Michiyo and told her that she was alright. It was on the first day of the weekend that Michiyo's father, a police officer, came to take her statement, he took Kei's yesterday. It was hard talkinv about it, but she wasn't alone. She had Lucy-chan, Aki-chan, Cecelia and Kei by her side. Everything was going back to normal.
She would be alright.
She had to be because what happens next week, would change her whole life.
Well then, I know this chapter was just a lot of summaries, but because I wanted it to be normal I didn't feel like writing out their day to day conversations. I will admit it, I was lazy. Extremely lazy. But the one thing I really wanted out there was what happened in day 3. That was the most important thing for the story. I hope you liked it, and I would love to hear what you all have to say.