Disclaimer: Still don't own it!
Nicci: Welcome to chaptah three!
4: Is this the all Numbuh three chaptah you were talking about?
Nicci: :: Evil grin:: Maybe!
1: :: raises eyebrow:: an all Numbuh three chapter?
Nicci: Yep I think I might make this the ALL 3 chappy...
3: My own chappy?
Nicci: Yup! You are my second favorite character!
3: Second favorite? Whose yer first?
1: Me!!
Nicci: Yep!
4/3: I(ah) knew it!
Nicci: :: Puts arm around Nigel:: Yup!!! Well neways enjoy the fic!
A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing! I'm not sure about the parings yet...its pretty hard to choose! Enjoy the fic!
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The knife seemed like a great opportunity for her, but could she do that? Could she use this to numb the pain without her friends finding out? 'Yes,' a desperate voice hissed in kuki's head, she could do this, she was just afraid to. Kuki jumped off her bed and cautiously walking over to the corner of her room. 'This is it' she thought, bending over and picking up the knife. Kuki grinned, and she slid her sleeve up. The knife felt cool on her flesh, as she slid it across her arm, ripping it open. Blood flowed down her newly carved arm, and it dripped on the floor, making a small puddle. Kuki felt the tears flow down her cheeks and fall on her arm making it sting.
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Does it kill? Does it burn? Is it painful to learn that its me who has all the control? Does it thrill? Does it sting? When you feel what I bring...(A/n: Harder the breath- maroon 5. Disclaimer: dun own them eithah wish I did tho...)
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Kuki watched the blood with wonder. It seemed to come in an endless flow, falling from her arm and onto the wooden floor. The pool of blood captured Kuki's reflection in it, as she stared down at the floor. The room smelled of pennies, but it was sort of welcoming to her now, she knew the scent and trusted it (A/n: you know when you small blood it always smells like pennies come on half of you have had a bloody nose!). 'There's no turning back now,' her mind told her, kuki silently agreed. There was no excuse for what she had done, and now she had to live with it. She knew the secret would torture her, it would bind her to hell, but she didn't care. As long as the pain was numbed, and she could be happy again, she would carry this secret to her grave. Watching her blood fall to the floor was beginning to make Kuki feel sleepy, and dizzy what the same time, she groaned. Kuki was loosing too much blood, she had to stop it soon or she would surely die. Kuki felt her body collapse on her warm bed, and she fell asleep, arm still bleeding endlessly (A/n: Its now around 9:00 a.m. and I know she shouldn't be sleeping but I couldn't resist, loss of blood can make you do anything.)
When Kuki awoke, she felt sticky all over, and she felt heavy and wet at the same time. 'What's wrong with me?' she thought. 'You fell asleep,' her mind replied. Kuki groaned, then she remembered the dripping red liquid. Kuki's heart seemed to beat faster as she looked at her arm, it was covered with blood, her eyes widened. Kuki looked around the room for anything that could stop the endless flow, but she couldn't find anything. Kuki started to panic, so she grabbed her blanket and pressed down hard on her bleeding arm. Kuki felt herself getting dizzy again, but she wouldn't allow herself to fall asleep. How could she have fallen asleep in the first place? (A/n: this happened to me once...but I wasn't all dizzy tho. I was cryin about something that went wrong and I cut deep into my arm then I fell asleep it stopped while I was sleeping I'm pretty sure...)'I'm such an idiot!' Kuki thought. When the bleeding had stopped Kuki looked around her room; there was blood on her bed, her shirt, and all over her floor. (A/n: That's not how it happened with me lol. Just to let you know there wasn't all that much...) Kuki gasped, this was gonna be a pain to clean, but it had to be done. She jumped off her blood filled bed and used the blanket to clean off her floor, since it was just a small puddle about as wide as one of her rainbow monkey dolls she had no problem cleaning it up at all. When she had finished with the mess, she flipped her mattress (A/n: it works! Trust me), changed her clothes, and stuffed the bloody blankets and sheets in her bag. When Kuki went down stairs she tried to sneak past the gang, but they stopped her. "Where are you going?" Nigel asked, "Its 8:00 at night." (A/n: she only slept till 1:00, but yah know it takes a long time to clean up that crap! And not to mention she had to think about how she was gonna get out of there to clean her blankets and sheets!) Kuki stopped and she looked at them. "I'm going home," She said, anger could be heard in her voice. Everyone was quiet, so she assumed that they where done messing with her, but they weren't. "What home?" Nigel asked, not thinking. Kuki felt a stab of pain shoot through her heart, she felt tears spill down her cheeks. "How could you!" She screamed, whirling around, "How could you!" Nigel's eyes filled with fear. "I'm sorry!" He yelled, as tears streamed down his cheeks too. When Kuki saw his tears she was furious, he didn't know what it felt like and he never would. Everyone else in the room watched this with great curiosity. "What are they fighting about again?" Numbuh Two asked. "Numbuh five dunno!" Kuki's eyes seemed to reflect fire, like a deep anger held down inside, locked away so no one would ever know how she truly felt.
"I hate you!" Kuki screamed. "Kuki!" Nigel yelled, as she ran out the door. The door slammed behind her making everyone jump. "What's her problem?" Wally asked. Nigel just shook his head; he had done enough damage for one day.
---Kuki's Pov---
How could he? He didn't know what it felt like. He had a home. He had something to run to when he was scared, he had someone to hold him when he was younger. No one else knew that I had no parents...only Nigel, because he had been there when I lost them. I regret calling him after I called 911, but his number was the only one I could remember, and I did find comfort in him, but what did it bring me? Pain. Nothing can change what I have already done. So many regrets, So many things are holding me back. Why can't I be free?
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Tears that flood the world.
Hear the mighty roar of thunder.
Darkness no one can penetrate.
Let me Cry upon your shoulder,
Let my tears flood the world.
I just want you to hold me a little bit longer,
Make sure that the pain has washed away.
Let my tears flood the world. (A/n: Well I'm pretty sure I own this, since I just made it up!)
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---Nigel's Pov---
She left us. She left me here; she is the only one I can talk to about this. No one else understands. I almost lost her that night, but she doesn't care. That night was like a horror story, but she doesn't care. She seems so focused on her pain, but she is the one who lost her parents. I wish my father were dead.
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The world is black as midnight,
The moon and stars don't give their light,
There is no sun to warm me It is cold,
I am heartless,
My mind wanders to my father,
Wishing he were dead,
Wishing the pain would go away.
The bonds of horror hold me tight
There is no way to see the light.
I find myself wishing he were dead. (A/n: me and my dad wrote this one together! hope yah like it!)
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Kuki walked into a Laundromat, and she placed her clothes in the washer. As she watched the clothes, the swirl of colors was so pretty. The endless spinning seemed to comfort her, and before she knew it she had fallen asleep.
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---Nigel's Pov---
I glanced at the clock, it was 10:00 p.m. She'll come back, I kept telling myself, but she wasn't coming back. It's entirely fault, I never should've said that. I struggled to keep my eyes open; I have to be awake if she comes back. "Numbuh one?" Wally asked. "Yea?" My reply came. "You need to go to bed, you sound tired," Wally said, plopping down on the couch beside him. "I can't sleep." "Why not?" "I just can't!" I yelled, as my mind drifted to the nightmares. I had them every night now, since it was getting closer and closer to the three-year anniversary of her parent's death. Why do I have nightmares? I almost lost her, and her death was something I would never be able to handle, she's my best friend. Maybe more. Wally was quiet for awhile, so I thought he had left. My mind retreated to my thoughts, when I heard his voice. "Do you think she'll come back, Numbuh one?" It took my mind a long time to process what he had asked. "I don't know." I really didn't, so I had told the truth...right? When I looked at Wally, I saw that he was near tears. Since we were both guys it would've been odd if I tried to comfort him the same way I had comforted Kuki. "What's wrong, Wally?" I asked, as a few tears streamed down his face. "I just miss her is all," Wally said, trying to hide his emotions, but I could see them. He was in love with her, I could tell, beacause I had seen that look someplace else.
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---Kuki's Pov---
"NOOOO!" I screamed, as the rest of the house collapsed. The pain I felt was unbearable. I wanted to die, I wanted to be with my parents, but someone was holding me back. He was holding me back. His body against mine was comforting, but I didn't want to be held back anymore, I wanted freedom.
My heart was pounding in my throat; my thoughts were out of control. I hated that dream, but there was one part I always longed for. The last part when I felt his body against mine, he was so warm. I love him.
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A/n: That's the end of the third chappy!
Nicci: Well?
4: SHE'S IN LOVE WITH WHOM?
1: Me
4: ::Glares at Nigel::
3: Wait I'm in love with Numbuh one?
Nicci: Yup!
3: COOL!
4: What about me?
1/Nicci/3: I dunno what about you?
4: I hate all of you.
3: Awww you're just saying that!
Nicci/1: No, he's not
5: What did I miss?
4: Numbuh three's in love with Numbuh one
5: Good luck you two!
4/3/1: WHAT?
Nicci: Please review! I have some stuff to take care of :: Evil glare::