I watched in shock and confusion as a man and a woman broke the door open and entered the house. I wouldn't have been scared if they weren't both holding a strait-jacket.
"What's going on?" My mother asked just as confused but yet somehow aware. Her voice was still affected by the tears she had just stopped crying.
They seemed to ingnore my mothers question and instead looked to me.
"Are you Noah?" They asked me.
"Yes I am." I answered with reluctancy obvious in my voice.
"We are sorry but we must take you in for your mental illness. Until we can assure you are not threat to the community you must come with us." The man said.
I instictively took a step back. No way I was going to let them take me. And mental illness...What did they mean by that? Was there litteraly something wrong with me?
"Oh please listen to me!" My mother spoke. "There's really nothing wrong with her I was wrong!" I could hear the guilt in her voice. She must have been the one to start this...Just like Zim said...
"We are sorry but we must take her in now. Speaking to inanimate objects like they are people is a sign of schizophrenia."
What? schizophrenia? I know I'm a bit messed up but I'm not THAT bad am I?
They took a few steps towards me, the strait-jacket infront of them, and I felt my natural fight-or-flight-instinct kick in. And judging by how I was feeling, it was going to be flight.
"Oh please no! She hasn't done anything wrong!" My mother was sobbing now, screaming out simalar things. I stopped hearing her after awhile I was too worried about the people my mind was seeing as threatning.
The woman let go of the strait-jacket and the man held it. She began to walk up to me cousiously like one would an animal.
She mearly touched my arm and I freaked out I swung at her and she tried to restrain my arms. she was stronger than me and it seemed like she was going to get me down, but when she tried to grab Zim and Nny...I, in a way, snapped. I did the first thing that came to mind and that was to bite her. And I did. Hard.
She screamed in pain a second, and then hit me across the head. I releaced her arm and also let go of Nny and Zim. She grabbed them and threw them off to the side and they landed in a bunch on the floor... That was really all I could really remember clearly. The next several minutes were spent with me laying on the floor, driffting in and out of conciousness, listening to my mother and the people with the strait-jacket argue about something.
I watched with tear filled eyes, but I was not looking at mom or the two strangers...I was looking at Zim and Nny laying on the floor...
They weren't alive...They never were and even though I knew that the fact that made me upset about it now was that... Well...
They were gone...
I gave one final weep and driffted out. The very last things I remember?
The unbearable pain in my chest... and then Zim and Nny's voices calling out my name...