A/N: Hi again … I don't really know if anyone's reading this anymore (I only got 1 review last chapter ~~ Thank you george mccartney) So if you are reading this please leave a review tell me if you like the story or something, because if I don't get more reviews on this story I'll just stop writing it. On another note, I haven't been writing as much because I am completely and totally addicted to Dragon Age 2 … Best. Game. Ever. But anyways, I have your next chapter, and it's sorta, kinda longish so read people!
VENOM'S POV
I was having a nightmare again. Well, not really a nightmare … more like a memory come back to haunt me. This horrible memory was of something that had happened two years ago.
Me and Static were surrounded by Dracs. There were easily twenty of them and they were in a circle around us. All you could see was their white masks, the ones that made them look like vampires. We got our ray guns and started shooting as fast as we could. Within 30 seconds I had taken down seven of the dracs and Static had taken eight. There were only four dracs left, so I figured we were in the clear. I couldn't be more wrong though. One of the few remaining dracs shot Static right in the side. In a rush of adrenaline I killed the remaining dracs and rushed over to my brother's side. The shot was gruesome. You could see the blood seeping from the wound and staining his clothes. The blood just wouldn't stop – it seemed like there was gallons of the stuff. He looked up at me with his big blue eyes and smiled. "Love ya sis." He croaked out. Then I felt him go limp in my arms. I just sat there sobbing and wishing that I could have my brother back. Then I felt something hit my foot. I felt a strange need to look down and see what it was. I picked it up and saw that it was a plastic bottle filled to the top with a neon green liquid. Around the top of the bottle it said 1715026 and below that it had one word that gave me hope, "Life." I looked down at my brother's body and made a snap decision. I opened the bottle and dripped some of the liquid onto his wound. I gasped loudly as I saw his wound close up and heal. Then he took in a breath, looked around, and said, "Why am I on the ground? Ooh Cool it looks like we won, Now what happened?" I wanted to answer him, but at the same time I didn't want to tell him that he had just died, so I lied. "Don't you remember?" I asked. "You fell over … you're such a klutz."
I sat straight up in bed gasping. I looked around for a moment to see that Party Poison was still lying next to me, but he was no longer sleeping. The second I had sat up he had too. He turned around so that he was facing me and he gently wiped something off of my face. It was a tear and of curse that meant that I was crying. He pulled me into a tight hug and asked, "What's wrong?" I didn't want to hide anything from him, it just felt wrong, so I decided to tell him everything about the horrible memory.
He listened quietly through my whole story, but with I every word I just started crying more. When I was finally finished with the story my face was soaked with tears. Thankfully Poison was there to help me clean myself up. "That sounds so horrible, I cant even imagine what it would be like to lose Kobra … but on the brightside your brother is still here with you. You made the right choice Venom." He said quietly. He gave me a light kiss and continued by saying, "C'mon. Let's get dressed and go have some breakfast." I groaned at the thought of eating more beans. I couldn't understand how Poison wasn't sick of them. He looked at me and said, "Hey I don't like beans either, we have real food here. But I'm the only one who knows because everyone else here is a lazy ass!" As if on queue I heard someone snore loudly and my brother respond by yelling. "Shut the fuck up, I am trying to sleep!"
His outburst automatically cheered me up and made me giggle. People who snore bug him so much and he ended up rooming with the one person who snores. After my short giggle fit I decided that it really was time to get dressed. I wandered over to the far corner of the room where I had thrown my bulky, black messenger bag. First I opened up one of the outside pockets and checked to see if the little bottle was still there. After all these years I still kept it with me, just in case. Next I opened the main pocket and yanked out some clothes. I put on my usual black leggings but this time with a red miniskirt over them. I also put on a black tank top with red studs lining the top and bottom. I looked into the main pocket once again to see my eyeliner stick and my Black Parade jacket. Okay, I am not showing that to anyone. I thought to myself. That would be really creepy seeing as half of the guys here are from My Chemical Romance. I stopped thinking about the jacket long enough to put on some eyeliner and walk to the kitchen.
Poison was already there putting food on plates. He turned to look at me and I saw a huge smile spread across his face. He handed me a plate and I looked down to see scrambled eggs. I wasn't a huge fan, but shit anything was better then those fucking beans. While I was thinking Poison led me over to the booth we had sat in last night. This time though we were eating instead of kissing. Well, until we were done eating at least. The second we were done with our eggs I wound up in Poison's arms with my lips against his and his tongue exploring my mouth. We were like that until someone walked in on is and yelled, "Poison, what the fuck are you doing?"
A/N: Any guesses on who walked in? Please review and tell me who you think it is … Or just review saying that you're actually reading this … Please?