Sadness – Chapter 18 - The End?
A/N: The end has come. And I will tell you a little making of. This story was supposed to finish with Kitty's death like in that nightmare she had, that actually was created by Mesmero, then I decided to change it and Kitty would die, but in a different way. I confess I cried like a baby while writing the second version. But then I came up with this third version that I won't tell what happens, you gotta read first, guys. Enjoy this last chapter that I dedicate to all my loyal reviewers and those who aren't that loyal, those who only reviewed one chapter or two. I feel blessed to the bones, for having so good friends. Thank you!
Love, Luck and Peace, Rukinha Lokinha
Especial thanks to:
-LonewolfPunk
-Darkness1
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Kurt walked through the white corridors of a great building settled on a green hill. While walking his hands gripped the silver necklace inside his pocket.
This was his daily routine now. Here and then to school. Nobody had the guts to come here, except the adults who spent hours here in monologues.
Kurt's steps died when he reached a white door on the end of the corridor. He peeked inside the room behind it through the little squared window cut in that door and saw the person his heart was crying for. She was alone, sat on the floor while rocking herself back and forth, hugging her knees with closed eyes.
A sigh escaped Kurt's lips as he reached for the key on its support beside the door. He inserted it on the lock of the door and opened it slowly. The girl didn't move, but opened her eyes. Kurt closed the door behind him and looked at her with pity and broken heart.
Kitty was deadly pale, her lips were dry, her blue eyes, lifeless. Dark purple rings encircled them. Her once beautiful brown and long hair was so badly cut that Kurt could see small bleeding wounds on the scalp. It hurt him to see what was left of her hairs were only fluffed up tufts.
Kurt kneed down and put a hand on her check caressing it with his thumb, a whisper escaped his lips:
"I wish I could save you from yourself. I wish I could bring you back to the real world. Where are you, Kitty? Where did Mesmero put you in?"
Kitty stopped rocking herself and whispered back to him:
"Suddenly I know I'm not dead . . . but about to be . . ."
Kurt looked at her puzzled. A siren inside her cushioned room was heard and the red light above the also cushioned the door, shone all over the place. A male scream echoed on the dead-silent sanatorium: "Visit time's over!"
Kurt got to leave Kitty lost inside her own secret world, but her small and wounded hand gripped his wrist. Her weak voice, a bit throaty said:
"Tonight . . ." and she let him go. Suddenly he remembered the gift he had bought months ago but the time had passed so fast that it looked like years now.
He shoved his hand into his pocket and showed her the necklace. Her eyes glittered and slowly he put it around her.
Kitty's hands held the heart pendant absently-minded. Kurt smiled and was about to tell her his feelings when a man knocked on the door, shut off the siren and screamed:
"Visit time's over, kid!"
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No thoughts remained in Kitty's mind. They all flooded her at the same time. The words were spoken together and she couldn't make them out. Voices were heard and she couldn't understand what they were saying.
Every time she wanted to tell people what she was feeling like, her tongue wouldn't obey her wasted brain.
Flashes of things she had lived passed through her mind as bullets cutting the air. And there was the damned nightmare created by Mesmero to make Kitty fear her best friend and run away. Kurt . . .
Her eyes saw him but it took a long time for her to recognize him. She couldn't understand what he was saying but the nightmare was there, making her suffer and die, as the time passed by. That was really what she'd call daydreaming some months before.
She realized after he had gone that there was a necklace around her, although her hands were already gripping it. All this dedication he had towards her made Kitty stronger, all this love he felt for her fed Kitty's heart and soul.
She tested her phasing abilities and the sudden feeling of cold when using her powers took over her. A ghost of a smile appeared upon her face. When had she smiled for the last time?
The door of her room was opened and a large woman dressed in white came in pushing a little but tall cart with paper cups containing pills. She took one of the cups and gave it to Kitty who took it suspiciously. She smiled, a large and true smile, and Kitty saw her lips moving, saying something, but she couldn't hear what. The woman left still pushing the cart and locked the door.
Kitty looked at the five pills she had to take for what seemed to be hours. The sun was already gone and the moon was high on the sky, dotted with bright stars. Once Kitty had known their names but now she didn't even know what they were, shining on a large dark blue tulle.
She took the pills and hid them under the sickening white cushions on the floor, got up slowly, testing her legs and a flashback of her getting out of the infirmary at the mansion cam to her mind.
Kitty leaned against the wall that headed outside and phased away. The chilly air of the autumn night made her back cold, but nothing mattered now. When she realized she was outside, she felt the grass beneath her starting to itch her naked back. The air of the night entered her lungs and she gasped of pleasure. She was breathing fresh air again. She felt like a new born baby, breathing for the very first time. Kurt . . .
She got up and ran down the hill, holding the back of the hospital nightgown. She might have gone crazy but she still had the honor to take care of. While running, she stumbled and fell on the way; there's been a long time she hadn't been doing this.
Kitty saw the gates that protected that place and got ready to phase again, closing her eyes. For the first time she could hear the screams coming from the lunatics on that mental hospital. She looked over her shoulder and saw one of them balancing his arms in the air through the barred window and screaming:
"An angel has fallen!"
Kitty noticed she had fallen again. She smiled at him, who was also smiling and drooling. Kitty got up and ran, ran as fast as her weak legs could and phased the green bars of the gate.
Opening her eyes she found herself on the empty road. She looked at both directions as a small child would and ran through it, getting lost in the forest beside it.
The lower branches of the trees hurt her legs and face but she kept running, feeling the icy earth turned into mud between her toes. The nightmare in the graveyard was still in her mind but this time it was mute, she could hear a few cars and trucks passing on the road and the sound of running water.
Walking slower this time, a small pond got into her sight and she ran to it, splashing water everywhere and falling in its coldness though endless comfort.
The dream faded away, giving its place to blackness, the sounds, screaming, voices, everything drowned in the water. Kitty just lay there, floating with open arms, sometimes caressing the water that held her. She put her hand on her neck to feel the necklace but she didn't find it. As soon as she remembered it, she forgot it. Nothing mattered now.
There was now only one thought, a sane thought. Her mind was working again . . . Kurt . . .
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Kurt walked through the white corridors of the sanatorium, waves of a strange feeling taking over him at every passing minute. He didn't like the smell of it, he didn't like the screams he heard and he didn't like the fact of how it had become so repulsive since yesterday morning.
Some part of his brain knew, unconsciously, that something in there wasn't fine. From time to time he saw the men dressed in white walking up and down the corridor busy with something and worried countenances. Kurt also heard fragments of sentences while they were walking fast through him and speaking between themselves:
' . . . I fear what might happen to us . . .', ' . . . he's truly mad at us . . .', ' . . . did the lunatic really run away? . . .'
Kurt didn't understand at the beginning but as he reached Kitty's room and saw it with the door wide open he started to realize, or at least tried, what had happened last night.
He stormed inside it, waiting to see Kitty sat and rocking herself in some corner, but there was nothing, except for two guys sweeping the room with green brooms. They looked at Kurt as he stopped dead on his track:
"Where's she?"
"The crazy girl? There are rumors that she ran away last night. They are even trying to find her in these grounds." One of them answered. The other one also stopped sweeping the room and said to Kurt:
"It's impossible to pass through those gates," and he pointed outside, "only if she had super powers, besides there is always the road to stop the lunatics from escaping."
Kurt looked at them astonished while they went back cleaning. When Kurt turned around to leave the room, one of them, the shorter one, exclaimed:
"Look! It seems that she didn't take her pills yesterday." Kurt looked back at them and smiled. Suddenly he had realized what had happened.
Kitty was back again, the old Kitty he knew. A wave of happiness engulfed him and Kurt felt happy for the first time since last winter when she had ran away from the truth.
Kurt walked through the green gardens watching the red and orange leaves falling from the trees, a hint of a smile on his lips. His mind was working on thousands possibilities of her whereabouts when he saw something shining on the floor, he crouched to take it and realized it was the necklace he had given her yesterday. She must had lost it while running away. His smile turned into a hysterical laughter as he put the necklace into his pocket and said to the light blue sky:
"No more sadness for us, Katzchen. I'll find you again."
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A/N: The end has come. And I will tell you a little making of. This story was supposed to finish with Kitty's death like in that nightmare she had, that actually was created by Mesmero, then I decided to change it and Kitty would die, but in a different way. I confess I cried like a baby while writing the second version. But then I came up with this third version that I won't tell what happens, you gotta read first, guys. Enjoy this last chapter that I dedicate to all my loyal reviewers and those who aren't that loyal, those who only reviewed one chapter or two. I feel blessed to the bones, for having so good friends. Thank you!
Love, Luck and Peace, Rukinha Lokinha
Especial thanks to:
-LonewolfPunk
-Darkness1
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Kurt walked through the white corridors of a great building settled on a green hill. While walking his hands gripped the silver necklace inside his pocket.
This was his daily routine now. Here and then to school. Nobody had the guts to come here, except the adults who spent hours here in monologues.
Kurt's steps died when he reached a white door on the end of the corridor. He peeked inside the room behind it through the little squared window cut in that door and saw the person his heart was crying for. She was alone, sat on the floor while rocking herself back and forth, hugging her knees with closed eyes.
A sigh escaped Kurt's lips as he reached for the key on its support beside the door. He inserted it on the lock of the door and opened it slowly. The girl didn't move, but opened her eyes. Kurt closed the door behind him and looked at her with pity and broken heart.
Kitty was deadly pale, her lips were dry, her blue eyes, lifeless. Dark purple rings encircled them. Her once beautiful brown and long hair was so badly cut that Kurt could see small bleeding wounds on the scalp. It hurt him to see what was left of her hairs were only fluffed up tufts.
Kurt kneed down and put a hand on her check caressing it with his thumb, a whisper escaped his lips:
"I wish I could save you from yourself. I wish I could bring you back to the real world. Where are you, Kitty? Where did Mesmero put you in?"
Kitty stopped rocking herself and whispered back to him:
"Suddenly I know I'm not dead . . . but about to be . . ."
Kurt looked at her puzzled. A siren inside her cushioned room was heard and the red light above the also cushioned the door, shone all over the place. A male scream echoed on the dead-silent sanatorium: "Visit time's over!"
Kurt got to leave Kitty lost inside her own secret world, but her small and wounded hand gripped his wrist. Her weak voice, a bit throaty said:
"Tonight . . ." and she let him go. Suddenly he remembered the gift he had bought months ago but the time had passed so fast that it looked like years now.
He shoved his hand into his pocket and showed her the necklace. Her eyes glittered and slowly he put it around her.
Kitty's hands held the heart pendant absently-minded. Kurt smiled and was about to tell her his feelings when a man knocked on the door, shut off the siren and screamed:
"Visit time's over, kid!"
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No thoughts remained in Kitty's mind. They all flooded her at the same time. The words were spoken together and she couldn't make them out. Voices were heard and she couldn't understand what they were saying.
Every time she wanted to tell people what she was feeling like, her tongue wouldn't obey her wasted brain.
Flashes of things she had lived passed through her mind as bullets cutting the air. And there was the damned nightmare created by Mesmero to make Kitty fear her best friend and run away. Kurt . . .
Her eyes saw him but it took a long time for her to recognize him. She couldn't understand what he was saying but the nightmare was there, making her suffer and die, as the time passed by. That was really what she'd call daydreaming some months before.
She realized after he had gone that there was a necklace around her, although her hands were already gripping it. All this dedication he had towards her made Kitty stronger, all this love he felt for her fed Kitty's heart and soul.
She tested her phasing abilities and the sudden feeling of cold when using her powers took over her. A ghost of a smile appeared upon her face. When had she smiled for the last time?
The door of her room was opened and a large woman dressed in white came in pushing a little but tall cart with paper cups containing pills. She took one of the cups and gave it to Kitty who took it suspiciously. She smiled, a large and true smile, and Kitty saw her lips moving, saying something, but she couldn't hear what. The woman left still pushing the cart and locked the door.
Kitty looked at the five pills she had to take for what seemed to be hours. The sun was already gone and the moon was high on the sky, dotted with bright stars. Once Kitty had known their names but now she didn't even know what they were, shining on a large dark blue tulle.
She took the pills and hid them under the sickening white cushions on the floor, got up slowly, testing her legs and a flashback of her getting out of the infirmary at the mansion cam to her mind.
Kitty leaned against the wall that headed outside and phased away. The chilly air of the autumn night made her back cold, but nothing mattered now. When she realized she was outside, she felt the grass beneath her starting to itch her naked back. The air of the night entered her lungs and she gasped of pleasure. She was breathing fresh air again. She felt like a new born baby, breathing for the very first time. Kurt . . .
She got up and ran down the hill, holding the back of the hospital nightgown. She might have gone crazy but she still had the honor to take care of. While running, she stumbled and fell on the way; there's been a long time she hadn't been doing this.
Kitty saw the gates that protected that place and got ready to phase again, closing her eyes. For the first time she could hear the screams coming from the lunatics on that mental hospital. She looked over her shoulder and saw one of them balancing his arms in the air through the barred window and screaming:
"An angel has fallen!"
Kitty noticed she had fallen again. She smiled at him, who was also smiling and drooling. Kitty got up and ran, ran as fast as her weak legs could and phased the green bars of the gate.
Opening her eyes she found herself on the empty road. She looked at both directions as a small child would and ran through it, getting lost in the forest beside it.
The lower branches of the trees hurt her legs and face but she kept running, feeling the icy earth turned into mud between her toes. The nightmare in the graveyard was still in her mind but this time it was mute, she could hear a few cars and trucks passing on the road and the sound of running water.
Walking slower this time, a small pond got into her sight and she ran to it, splashing water everywhere and falling in its coldness though endless comfort.
The dream faded away, giving its place to blackness, the sounds, screaming, voices, everything drowned in the water. Kitty just lay there, floating with open arms, sometimes caressing the water that held her. She put her hand on her neck to feel the necklace but she didn't find it. As soon as she remembered it, she forgot it. Nothing mattered now.
There was now only one thought, a sane thought. Her mind was working again . . . Kurt . . .
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Kurt walked through the white corridors of the sanatorium, waves of a strange feeling taking over him at every passing minute. He didn't like the smell of it, he didn't like the screams he heard and he didn't like the fact of how it had become so repulsive since yesterday morning.
Some part of his brain knew, unconsciously, that something in there wasn't fine. From time to time he saw the men dressed in white walking up and down the corridor busy with something and worried countenances. Kurt also heard fragments of sentences while they were walking fast through him and speaking between themselves:
' . . . I fear what might happen to us . . .', ' . . . he's truly mad at us . . .', ' . . . did the lunatic really run away? . . .'
Kurt didn't understand at the beginning but as he reached Kitty's room and saw it with the door wide open he started to realize, or at least tried, what had happened last night.
He stormed inside it, waiting to see Kitty sat and rocking herself in some corner, but there was nothing, except for two guys sweeping the room with green brooms. They looked at Kurt as he stopped dead on his track:
"Where's she?"
"The crazy girl? There are rumors that she ran away last night. They are even trying to find her in these grounds." One of them answered. The other one also stopped sweeping the room and said to Kurt:
"It's impossible to pass through those gates," and he pointed outside, "only if she had super powers, besides there is always the road to stop the lunatics from escaping."
Kurt looked at them astonished while they went back cleaning. When Kurt turned around to leave the room, one of them, the shorter one, exclaimed:
"Look! It seems that she didn't take her pills yesterday." Kurt looked back at them and smiled. Suddenly he had realized what had happened.
Kitty was back again, the old Kitty he knew. A wave of happiness engulfed him and Kurt felt happy for the first time since last winter when she had ran away from the truth.
Kurt walked through the green gardens watching the red and orange leaves falling from the trees, a hint of a smile on his lips. His mind was working on thousands possibilities of her whereabouts when he saw something shining on the floor, he crouched to take it and realized it was the necklace he had given her yesterday. She must had lost it while running away. His smile turned into a hysterical laughter as he put the necklace into his pocket and said to the light blue sky:
"No more sadness for us, Katzchen. I'll find you again."
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