Chapter 7 – Unwanted Premonitions

"Lhach?"

A voice whispered to him in the darkness. The sound twisted and shaped itself in Lhach's mind. Light broke out and gushed into every dark corner.

Lhach opened his eyes and found himself in a sterile white room with large bay windows on either side. His shirt lay folded on the side of a chair across the room. It was soaked with water.

Pulling himself up, a sharp pain shot up Lhach's upper arms and stung the sides of his neck. Out of a natural reaction, Lhach gripped his shoulders only to find that they had been wrapped up with a thick white bandage.

"Lhach… what happened? Are you okay?"

Lhach looked up perplexedly (YES it is a word haha I looked it up:D) around the room. Fixing his gaze on the girl standing next to him he muttered, "Kitty?"

Kitty smiled as if she was holding in her breath and wrapped her arms around him. Lhach paused for a moment, trying to contain yet another wave of stress up his solders, and hugged her back.

"What happened to you?" She whispered in his ear, losing her grip.

Lhach sighed, "I…I don't… remember." He mumbled, his own words sounding strange to him, "I don't know why, but, all I remember, is…" A chill soared down his spine at the thought, "…cold."

Kitty let Lhach go and sat down next to him. "You were cold?"

Searching his mind frantic for an answer, he nodded, "Yeah. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, it was so cold."

"Well, I would think so," Jean Gray stroke into the room, Kurt in her wake, "You fell off the roof into a pile of snow."

Both Lhach and Kitty seemed shocked at her words… and sudden entrance.

"If Kurt hadn't teleported outside," Jean continued, "You'd have died from pneumonia."

Kurt smiled and waved from behind Jean. But his facial expression quickly fell as a thought popped up in his mind, "Vhy vere you outside anyway?"

Lhach shrugged, "I remember waking up, or at least I think I woke up anyway, and looked outside and it was snowing. Then I remember being on the roof and everything went black."

"But like, why were you on the roof?" Kitty asked curiously.

Lhach shrugged again, "Dunno."

Jean yawned and turned back towards the door, "Well, I'd better tell Beast you're alright. But you two," She glanced at Kurt and Kitty, "Had better get some rest… you have school in a few hours. As do I."

And with that, she nodded and walked back out of the room.

"She really is confident in herself, isn't she?" Kitty remarked.

But Lhach was still confused, "What time is it?"

Kurt looked over at a clock on the wall, "It's… uh… 5:15." He paused, "Mein Gott, ti's 5:15!" Kurt groaned and walked out of the room, "C'mon Kitty, ve'd better go get ready for skool."

Kitty sighed and got up, "I'll come home early." She told Lhach, 'get some rest."

He smiled and nodded at her as she left the room with Kurt. But as soon as she left Lhach laid back down and shut his eyes tight. He wished the pain in his arms would stop. His grip was firm, but Lhach had never known it to pierce his skin. Sinking down in the sheets at the thought of the snow, Lhach thought to himself… 'How'd I get on the roof?'

Lhach tried to imagine what he was doing in between him waking up, and being on the roof. But he couldn't think of anything.

"Why'd I go on the roof… someone was there… her face."

Shadows entwined themselves around the room like a flash of lightning. Snow filled Lhach's mind and a girl stood before him. It was cold. So cold. Lhach couldn't breathe. His shirt stuck to his skin and stung it painfully. His fingers, cutting into his arms. The girl stood there crying. Lhach fell to his knees.

"Damnit!" He screamed.

Lhach bolted upright in his bed and searched the room with his eyes. It was the same. No snow, no girl, no nothing. It was the same hospital wing.

Lhach laid back down, cold sweat dripping down his face; his body shaking with nervousness, and slowly fell out of consciousness.

The afternoon bell rang, releasing kids from their studies and shaking some out of their daydreams. Kitty was the first one out. Normally, she would stay after school with Kurt and Evan to study, but she had promised Lhach she's come home early.

She slammed her locker shut and briskly walked down the hallway to the busses. But before she reached the door, a voice stopped her.

"Kitty! Kitty wait up!"

Kitty stopped and turned around. Her heart sank into her shoes as she saw Lance approaching her.

"Hey.."

"Lance, I can't stay today…" She began, "I like, have to go hime."

"Home to Lhach?"

"What?"

"So you're going out with him now, huh?"

Kitty's expression hardened, "Yes, I'm going out with him, why?"

"Do you love him?"

"I guess, but what does this have to do with anything?" Kitty already knew the answer to that question.

"I don't like it." Lance muttered, "I don't like you going out with him."

"Why? It's not like, I broke up with you to do it or anything. It's not like, we were going out."

Lance studied her for a moment, "Right." He said.

"Lance, I gotta go, I can't miss my buss." She whined.

Lance sighed and started to walk off, "Fine, right, I know."

Once Lance had turned the corner, Kitty ran all the way to her buss.

Lhach opened his eyes warily, his head burning as he tried to look around the room. The red numbers on the clock were blurred in Lhach's vision, but bright as neon stars. Lhach had been asleep for six hours. He moaned and rolled over to face the other side of the room. A cool breeze lifted his hair away from his eyes and brushed up against his bare arms. The bandages had been taken off and a red, swollen handprint marked both his arms, dried blood clinging to the tips of the fingerprints. They were his handprints. He had made himself bleed trying to stay warm. It shouldn't have been that cold.

"They'll go away."

Lhach sat up at the sound and saw Kitty sitting next to him on the chair, his shirt in her hands.

She smiled sweetly, "The professor says you can leave if you want. He didn't want to wake you up so I stayed here until you did." He said, handing him his shirt, "Here, it dried. It must've been wet from the snow."

Lhach pulled his shirt on, grateful to have something covering his chest. The low feeling in the pit of his stomach had somehow lifted, but it was still there, dragging him down and causing him to jump at every other movement for the rest of the day. But somehow, that didn't bother him. Kitty only left his side at night, when they had to go to sleep for school the next day.

But throughout that day, and the next few weeks, the words that lingered in the back of Lhach's mind still haunted his dreams:

"Everything's okay, but nothing can be okay. That's why it's wrong. Open your eyes, before it's too late…"

Haha… I was going to name this chapter "…And The World Moves On (just very slowly)" but it wasn't very relevant to what was going on so I'll save that one. Oh, and once again, I will say this, all of this happened to me. Only I never went to a hospital. Yes, I really passed out and fell off a roof in the middle of a snowstorm right before Christmas. And I'm not crazy, but I see things because of the medication I take (which I no longer take anymore haha! does happy dance) and I saw someone telling me to stop. But I didn't know what she was talking about. I still kinda am not quite sure but I have an idea. Anyhoo… all will be explained shortly… unless, of course, no one reviews. cries Then I can never update! Wahhhhh! So please review. Thanx bunches! -Jupiter666