AN- ahh thank you to Peaceagent15, BetTheDuckisInTheHat (Love your name by the way and recommend all you want) Nina, sofetch and anon (even though you're nameless I love you just the same) for your lovely reviews :) and this story actually has quite a bit of interest, which i'll be honest I didn't expect so thanks for reading I guess. I love you all and here's chapter 3 and guess who's here ;)
Disclaimer-I keep telling you I don't own Glee
M- for violence, language and lady loving in later chapters.
Brittany's POV
It's dark. It feels like I'm floating too, but not in a nice way. Actually more like how drowning would be like, I guess, I've never drowned before. I try to move my arms but they seem heavy and uncoordinated, barely managing to make them twitch. I just don't understand, I'm used to my limbs moving effortlessly at my command. I'm a dancer. Was a dancer?
I can't open my eyes, why can't I open them? Its getting really hard not to panic. I can feel my breath start to quicken and I'm now vaguely aware there's an oxygen mask covering my nose and mouth, it's on too tightly, I can feel the shape pressing into my face. I can't help but quicken my breaths, trying to rack my brain for an explanation of how I ended up like this. I can't. Different images of times and places flash into my head but when I try to focus on one it quickly changes. Are these memories or dreams? How can I tell the difference between the two…How long have I been like this?
It feels like my body is beginning to catch up with my mind as feeling creeps back into my arms and legs. But as soon as it does I wished it hadn't. The temperatures so cold, so freezing that I think that's the reason why I'm finding it hard to move. Oh god I might get hypo-hypother-hypotherminina…too cold! It's got to be below zero. You know when something's so cold it begins to feel like it's hot? That's exactly how my body feels, it's like white heat spreading all over, which begins to turn into a burning numbness. My body begins to jerk to try to regain some of it's lost heat. Instantly coming to a stop when I hear the distinct sound of muffled voices.
"Shit. She's waking up"
"This. This wasn't supposed to happen"
Well I've got a good feeling that they're talking about me. I'm not thatout of it…just like I'm pretty sure my cat reads my diary sometimes. Wait what? Where did that even come from? I can hear rapid beeping noise that sounds too far away. I'm able to move more freely pushing my hands out in front of me, colliding with a bang against a smooth surface. I pull away and try again, trying to break down the barrier. I wish I could see.
"Quickly! Drain the tank"
Drain the wha- before I could even finish thinking I could hear a rushing noise. Collapsing the short distance to the floor into a foetal position. My eyes snapping open as I hit the cold grate roughly. I don't know if I should feel happy that I'm not blind or upset at the fact that as I look around I have apparently been trapped in a transparent tube for god knows how long, filled with an unknown fluid. ew. Well, I think I'm going to go with the upset. Glancing around I can see two guys standing there dressed in all white scrubs with surgical masks on, they look extremely similar although one is littler than the other. Hang on am I sick? I try to ask them but all that comes out is a hacking cough. I could very well be sick. Its only when I reach up to remove the oxygen mask, that I notice I have faded injection marks that are tracking up and down my arms. Oh great I'm a secret addict, wait is this some sort of space-age rehab…or maybe it's the aliens again I'm really not sure.
I hadn't noticed one of the erm doctors? Tap a few commands into his computer to make the tube slide into the floor out of view. The other approaching me to hand me a plastic cup of water, avoiding my eyes, in fact they both are. I take the cup slowly while trying to make eye contact. Frowning I took a sip trying to wonder why they both look so nervous. I glanced down. Holy hell I'm naked. choking slightly on the water I was naked in a tube… Well worse things have happened I guess, I smile as I imagine how hard they must be blushing right now and how it's a good job they have masks covering most of their faces. It's not like I'm not attractive. I positioned myself so I was sitting cross legged on the floor, trying to tug at the strands of my blonde hair to at least try to cover my boobs (it didn't work) I tried not to draw attention to it as I cleared my throat to speak.
"W-where am I?" my voice was still a little raspy but you could make out my words "What's wrong with me?"
"Well" the shorter guy began, looking at a file as if he was reading something "Brittany…there's nothing wrong with you at all, in fact you're pretty adva-aaaah" he was cut short by the taller one elbowing him sharply in the ribs, I had to giggle slightly at the sight of the smaller guy wincing and look back up with innocent eyes at his colleague, storming to the other side of the room. Which as I looked was filled with monitors and screens. My eyes instinctively widening at the sight of a syringe lying next to 4 clear vials. I guessed they all had something to do with me. I then scrunched my eyes up trying to coax the memories of how I got here back into my mind, but again it didn't work.
"You're fine" the taller guy said, causing my head to jerk back over to look at him "and by the way you're in the Genexel HQ"
"Gen-ex-el Genexel. Geeeen-exel" I familiarize myself with the word, rolling it around my tongue. I'm sure I've heard that name before, if only I didn't have memory loss…
Before I have time to ask for specifics they are helping (forcing) me to my feet. My cup of water taken before I'd even finished and some spare scrubs being thrust into my hand in it's place. The smaller of the two guys gesturing to them with his hand before they both turned towards the wall, leaving me in privacy I guess.
"Guess I better put these on then" I say huffily. I have no idea why they're acting so weird, if anything I should be the one acting strange. Pulling on the itchy cotton top and pants Well I guess I'm going commando then I knew they were going to be too big for me. Deciding to roll up the pants to make long shorts was probably the best idea and the white shirt probably showed a little too much cleavage with its low collar. But I guess it's a step up from being naked. I cleared my throat and the men turned back around.
"Tah-Dah!" I grinned arms outstretched to show off my new 'outfit' of sorts "All sorted. Now can we please get out of here?"
The men turned to look at each other before the larger one ushered the other so they were both talking quietly in front of a large blue monitor. Unfortunately they were too far away to hear. they're pretty rude for doctors. My outstretched arms falling back to my sides limply. I hate being ignored, I'm not stupid you know I started to pout trying not to get upset at the fact no one is paying attention to me or my questions.
"Or we could just put her in my office until we can sort something out…You've already let slip her name, she can't know anything more"
"Fine Jake. I'm sorry"
I couldn't catch anymore than that. Why is letting slip my name bad? I know who I am Brittany S. Pierce, like Britney Spears, only better. I figured that the taller one must be the one called Jake as he was the one walking towards me.
"Come on then" he said abruptly after walking straight past me to enter a pin into a console beside a giant metal door. I folded my arms and shot him a glare, which eventually softened when I realized at least I'd be getting out of this room. The more I think about it the less it seems like these people are trying to help me. The tank, the needle marks, the locked doors, hiding my name. Something's definitely not right here.
I followed Jake down the plain white corridors reminding me of a high tech asylum really. There were no signs to direct you anywhere, yet he knows exactly where he's going well it is his office I suppose, but still I think I'd be lost already Occasionally we pass similar doors to the one came from, but I walk faster when I hear screams coming from them. This. This is wrong. I have the sudden urge to run, but I don't know where to go. I need to find a way out of here. I start looking around and see nothing but doors, however these are less technical than the ones further down the hall and are just plain old regular doors. With handles and everything. Jake pushed the door and held it open for me.
"So just stay here. For like an hour tops." he still had his mask on but I could tell from his eyes that he was smiling at me "Then we'll see where you go from here"
"Oh erm ok" I reply walking into the small room "Thanks" I manage to get out before he closed the door on me.
Sighing I made my way further into the room. Wow it's really small in here he mustn't be that important if this is his office. It's pretty generic, how an office should be. Perfect square white walls, desk and chair placed against the back wall, water cooler by the door, some filing cabinets aaaaand a fern plant in the corner by a wastepaper basket. Stereotypical workers office Check. like would it have killed him to put a poster up somewhere. Especially as there isn't even a window, I frowned. Who doesn't have a window?
This is all too much, I really need to make a plan…or something. Grabbing a cup of water from the cooler I don't think he'll mind it's not like it's expensive, if it is I'll totally pay him back…somehow and sit on the hard plastic of the chair, trying to arrange myself into a more comfortable position. Ending up with both legs on the desk and leaning back into the chair was probably the only way I was going to avoid crippling back pain. I brought the water up to my lips and took a sip. Then letting the cup rest against my stomach while I stared at the ceiling. I stifle a yawn. You know maybe if I just close my eyes
Suddenly sirens are heard blaring throughout the building.
I tumble awkwardly out of the chair. My hand still tightly grasped on the cup, although it's crushed slightly after I jumped/fell out of my seat. Groaning I lift myself off the floor and start searching for something to clean my spillage up with. After deciding to just use the bottom of my shirt after finding nothing in the room that is even slightly absorbent. I realize nothing has been spilt…but I fell with a cup, there should be a mess glancing down at the crushed cup I noticed a small layer of frost has formed around the lip. My eyes widen at the sight, looking around the room to check for secret cameras or someone to jump out going 'It's all been a joke'. Finding nothing of the sort I risk a look into the cup and I swear I think my eyes managed to get even bigger. The water was now frozen solid, flicking it gently with my other hand. Oh God Oh God Oh God what even is this? dropping the cup in a panic. The alarms were still droning on behind me and I can't even think straight. Did I do this?
Bang! The door behind me is swung open with enough force that it hits off the wall. Am I really getting interrupted again? Kicking the cup out of view I swiftly turned to talk to whoever had rushed in.
"You know it's rude to just bur-hurrr" I said stopping mid-sentence when I realized this clearly wasn't a doctor (or whatever they even were) that had burst in to the room. But a Pretty/Gorgeous/Stunning/Why-Is-She-So-Hot-Does-She-Want-Me-To-Jump-Her? Latina girl. She was panting heavily against the shut door, sweat glistening across her forehead. I don't think she's noticed me, her eyes are closed. At least I had time to wipe that goofy grin off my face before she saw me As soon as I thought that her eyes flickered open to catch mine. She managed a small smile in my direction before closing her eyes again and exhaling slowly.
"H-Hey" I managed to get out, my throat immediately bone dry in her presence. Smooth Brittany. Smooth.
She opens her eyes again, listening at the door for a moment. Seeming satisfied she reaches out and gets her own (not iced) drink of water, although I'm sure I hear the sound of hissing when her lips come into contact with the water. After downing the whole thing she crushes the cup and throws it carelessly on the floor. She then lifts her head to me and winks.
"Hey yourself"
Oooh the plot kinda thickens...not really, but they met :)
I'm kind of 'making this up as I go along' meaning I literally have no set plan for each chapter so feel free to input of suggest certain things you might like. Hope you enjoyed and please Review if you can :)