Before we get into the story i'd like to thank everyone for reviewing, favoriting, and watching, it makes me happy to know that this is actually supported so thanks guys. :')
Also i'll be back Wednesday but the trip back home will probably mean i'll arrive late in the afternoon so i may or may not have anything Wednesday, it all depends on whether or not I can type up an email on my cousin's computer and send the file back home to Alsmire.
Anyway, let's get into chapter 9. :)
Vernon
I couldn't help but sob, what else could I do? I was teasing my best friend about being careful and the next thing I knew she collapsed, Jane was in a coma and there was nothing I could do for her but be there.
I was standing in the hallway leading to her room, some people from the school were visiting, "Man, this sucks..." a girl's voice said, "Jane never did anything wrong, why is this happening to her?"
I couldn't take my eyes off the floor, I was waiting for when there was some more space in her room. I just stood there in the hallway, leaning against a wall and staring downwards with a sulking expression on my face, "Get better Jane..." a boy spoke.
I waited, listening to what everyone had to say...It wasn't much different than you'd expect, it was anything you'd normally hear in situations like these...I think the most surprising was she actually got visited by Claire, some girl that usually picked on her...I think someone said she was crying, it kinda sucks that it would take something like this happening to get some sympathy.
"Hey...Isn't that...?" a girl's voice started.
This had caught my attention, I could tell it was directed towards the other side of the hallway, "Yeah, that's...The brother left the house...?"
Surely enough when I looked up I saw them watching as someone else came down the hall, I watched as this figure took his time. He had pale skin, but it wasn't sickly, he looked almost skinnier than Jane, his dull, dark brown eyes stared forward, no real emotion seemed to escape them, over his eyes were a pair of black, rectangular glasses similar to Jane's, his long, brown hair fell slightly past his shoulders, his bangs were brushed to the sides of his face leaving a rather exposed forehead open for view, however a specific lock of hair curved upwards, not blending with the rest of his hair at all, his cheeks were covered in a tangle of hair that looked more like bushes than sideburns, he wore a black hoodie, black track pants, and black tennis shoes.
I could hear whispers as he approached, this was definitely Jane's brother, I have stayed over enough that I recognized that fact immediately, which was pretty cool considering almost no one that wasn't in school with him had next to no clue who he was.
He stopped in front of me, I stared at him, wondering why. After a few moments of silence his gaze shifted from Jane's room to me, however he never turned his head, "What are you waiting for, she's waiting..." He stated before walking past the crowd, cutting everyone in line.
I blinked a couple of times before I decided it was probably best to follow him, I walked in just in time to see everyone else leaving the room, apparently shooed away by Jamie...I guess he didn't like having too many people crowded around.
I walked over to Jane's side and eventually Jamie joined me, I couldn't help but sob as I stared at my unconscious friend. Jamie sighed, "And she starts crying again..."
I glared at him, "Of course i'm going to cry, my best friend is in some kind of coma!" I hissed at him, how could he not be crying, this is his sister!
Jamie scratched the back of his head, "Ugh...So annoying..." he whispered to himself, "Your her best friend right, Katie?" he asked, a moment of silence passed before I nodded, "Then you should know that she's fine..."
"F-Fine!?" I shouted, was he getting back at me for causing this?
He sighed before looking at me and then looking at Jane, his usual blank expression ever present, "It's like..." he seemed to be piecing words together, slowly, like he wasn't used to explaining things like this, "You've seen her face when she sleeps, right?" he asked.
I stared at him for a moment before nodding, "Yeah...What does that have to do with anything?"
He pointed at her mouth, "Look for yourself."
Following his instructions I looked, I focused, looking for the point he was trying to make...Then it hit me..."She's...She's smiling...?"
Jamie nodded, "Whenever she's hurt, or if there's ever something wrong, you can tell she's lying when you watch her sleep." he stated, although that sounds incredibly creepy he has a point, like when she tried saying her arm was back to normal after breaking it, she was frowning and her brows were furrowed, "But if she's smiling then everything if fine, so you shouldn't worry too much."
I tried looking at things through the abstract light he did but it was too confusing, I mean...Whether she was fine or not wasn't the problem, she's in a coma for Christ sake, does he not see that?
He sighed, "I guess that didn't help..." he rubbed the back of his head, I guess I couldn't blame him, he just saw things differently than most people. A pause fell over us, we seemed to be waiting for someone to break it, Jamie decided to continue, "You know, this isn't the first time she's been unconscious." I looked at him with a surprised expression, this was honestly news to me, "Back before we moved to Vernon she used to run errands for teachers, she felt good about helping them so she had no problem with it...Until the day she forgot her inhaler at home..."
My eyes went wide, I knew how much Jane ran around the school, I knew how much she would refuse to slow down just because she had her inhaler with her, "W-Wait, what are you talking about?"
He stared downwards before continuing, "She had an asthma attack in the middle of a hallway, also in the middle of a class period." He stated before looking back up, "She fought to make it to a door and knock on it, trying her hardest to get help, she eventually passed out due to Oxygen deprivation but it was alright because she had been brought to the Nurse by that point and was hooked up to a machine to get oxygen back in her lungs, she was taken to the hospital but she was smiling while she was unconscious." he stated, I stared at him, not sure how to respond to this, "That's why I know she's fine, she just needs a little help."
I don't know if it was how blank his expression was or the fact Jane hadn't told me about this, but I was stunned..."So...Your saying that she's alright?" I asked.
He nodded, "Yeah...She'll be fine." I'm not sure why but...Hearing how adamant he was on the matter I felt inclined to believe him. I watched as he ruffled her hair, being careful not to mess up anything, "Get better, Jane, we're worried about you." he said, for once I heard some form of emotion in his voice, I guess he really was concerned about her.
He was staring at me expectantly, I blinked, "What?"
He shrugged, "Anything...As long as she knows your here it can only help." he stated, blinking a couple of times with his bored, dull eyes.
I nodded slowly before turning back to Jane, I stared at her smiling face before ruffling her hair like Jamie had done, "Hey Jane, it's me, Katie...Get better soon okay, I miss my best friend..." i said, fighting the urge to sob again, I suppressed the tears by thinking of how embarrassed and annoyed she'd be if I ruffled her hair while she was conscious.
With our business concluded we left the room, Jamie nudged his head towards the door, signaling for the visitation to resume.
I was about to ask Jamie something but he turned on his heel and was already walking back down the hallway, I guess some things just don't change, *Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to join us and your Mom for dinner but I guess you'd rather lock yourself away again.* I thought to myself with a blank expression, *Oh well, I guess that's normal.*
With a shrug I gave Jane's room one last look before leaving the Hospital, my thoughts still foggy.
Dangan-Vernon
I sobbed to myself as I ran, the mud from the ground clung to my feet, the rain pelted me like hail. The blood on my torn dress left an ugly stain that turned more brownish around the edges, the tears ran down my face with the rain as I ran as fast as my faulty legs would carry me.
Eventually I leaned against a tree at the edge of a forest, I looked back towards the church I had ran from, ignoring the stinging sensation in my legs. I looked down to see several cuts, the pain was horrible but if i didn't keep running I could be killed, *Mom...M-Mom told me to run...B-But...* I thought to myself, "Are...Are you okay?"
I stood there, doing my best to catch my breath, ignoring the stinging pain in my legs, ignoring my ragged breathes, and ignoring the threat that the rain presented, getting sick wasn't the worst thing that could happen to me.
Just as I was about to turn and run into the woods i was instead greeted with a heavy blow to my shoulder, I yelped as I was knocked onto my back, clutching my now injured shoulder-blade, the pain was immediate, without a doubt my arm was broken, I couldn't help but scream as a surge of pain rushed from the afflicted area. I opened my eyes to see a man standing above me, he wore relatively normal attire, had a cross necklace hanging around his neck, and more importantly, he had a bat in his hands.
I gasped as I tried my best to crawl backwards, the man grinned down at me, "Tell me Devil-spawn, where do you think your going?" he asked, keeping pace with me, dragging this out.
I glared at him, "How many times do I have to tell you idiots, no one in my family is a satanist!" I hissed, "You, all of you are just a cult, your nothing but over-religious loons!" I shouted.
The man glared at me, "Your words mean nothing, you refuse to accept the lord into your life, you dance around fires, your family is nothing but spawns of evil!" he shouted, picking up his pace, before I could try anything he stomped on my chest, pinning me to the ground, "And now i'll be doing the Lord a favor by purging your foul existence!"
I couldn't breath because of the force he was exerting on my chest, I couldn't fight back, all I could do was close my eyes and wait for the end...
...
Suddenly a warm liquid joined the cold rain on my skin, I cautiously opened my eyes until the horrible sight was burned into my eyes, a blade stuck through the man's chest, piercing his heart. He dropped the bat as he was brought to his knees above me, forced down by a woman...
Her piercing golden iris pierced the darkness of her eyes, her pale skin was cloaked in blood, her long, brown hair fell to her waist and was just as unlucky to be covered in the red substance, which ran like dye due to the rain, she wore a black cloak over her ragged, torn clothing, torn by whips and knives, evidence of torture wounds, but the most striking feature was the look on her blood-stained, ivory face, a sadistic smirk that revealed triangular teeth, the top row of teeth were gold, or looked to be made of it, the bottom row were a shiny, black material, steam resembling smoke poured from her open grin as she breathed.
The woman chuckled, her malicious intent was practically suffocating, "Satanism? Really?" she asked slowly, the venom lacing her tone created an air of discomfort that even the most laid back of people would shiver, "The religious really don't get it, do you?" she twisted the blade, causing the impaled man to spit up blood, "I worship no one, and i'll die before I let my family bow to some fantasy like Gods or Devils."
Her malicious cackling stopped when the man lunged his head backwards, striking her in the nose with the back of his head, "S-Satanist...S-Scum..." he hissed, his voice was growing quieter.
The woman rubbed her nose and glared at the man, still having as much power over him as before, "So you just won't listen..." she hissed, flashing a sinister grin, "Alright...You want a Devil...I'll show you one!~"
Without another second's hesitation she bit into the man's neck and ripped, my eyes widened in horror as the blood splattered across the ground, myself, and the man's body. My vocal cords constricted, I wanted to scream but nothing would come out, all I could do was watch in horror as the man was pushed onto his side, spending his last moments clutching his throat, howling in absolute agony.
A cold hand clutched my left cheek, forcing my head to look upwards...The woman knelled over me, smiling at me, "No worries deary...The bad men won't hurt you any more..." I shook, I was terrified, the woman's mouth was stained with blood, her teeth were stained with blood, this woman was a monster, "I know you must be scared, mommy should have put her cloak over you so you wouldn't have had to witness that." the woman stated as she caressed my cheek gently, "But don't worry dear...Mommy won't hurt you, Mommy won't let anything hurt you..."
Well, this was the first chapter outside of the main events, hopefully you still enjoyed.
Next time...Well, you know, the Motive gets revealed. :)
See ya. :3
Nagito:*Attempts to sneak up on Jane*
Jamie:*Presses a shotgun to Nagito's back*Go on, give me an excuse...
Nagito:*Shivers* I'll just see myself out.
