AN: Yoyoyoski, broskis! Hows it goin'? Got a new chapter for ya!
So I kinda had an idea for a new SE fanfic, but I'm not sure whether I should do it or not. I wrote the first couple chapters on my nook while I still had no cpu access, so it's kinda fuzzy. What do you guys think? I like it, the characters are pretty interesting. Especially this one named Dempsy. Best name ever, right? Anyhoo, I may give a couple previews to see whether y'all like it or not. Well, hope you like this chappy! Read and review, plzz!
Chapter 26: Secrets
Something's wrong. I don't know what, but something just is. Why is it that everyone's acting like everything's completely totally normal? Why haven't the Uprising been bothering us? And why does Ginger seem like something's... off? It's like something just clicked in her mind, and now she's slowly losing it. She's been totally out of everything. I just don't get it.
So many secrets are being kept. I know Ginger has hers, and I have mine. No one but Kid and I know about Lord Death. I swore to secrecy. But I get this really bad feeling that it's because I'm keeping my secret that Ginger's acting like this.
Mem tells me how she hasn't hit the target in a week. And Soul says she barely says anything to him anymore. The only person she ever really talks to is Sarith.
And that's getting Soul pretty pissed.
I need to talk to her.
I slide out of my bottom bunk and slip my shoes on. I stand up and head for the door. I think she's in the cafeteria. Alex and I got back from training late today, so everybody else should be eating lunch right now.
At least they should be.
"Where's Ginger?" I ask when I arrive at the lunch table. Everyone, or everyone but Ginger, looks up at me.
"I don't know, we were just talking about that." Mem says. I frown and walk back out of the cafeteria without another word.
The next place I check is the Dispensary. Luckily, that was a smartmove, because Ginger emerges from the door to it right as I'm about to enter.
She waves to me, a blank expression on her face. She turns to walk away, but I grab her arm.
"Ginger! Don't walk away, I need to talk to you!" I tell her. She looks back at me.
"I n-need to get back t-to the c-c-cabin..." She mutters, continuing down the hallway. Stutters. I haven't heard Ginger stutter since the night her house burnt down.
"Ginger, wait!" I call after her. She turns a corner. After chasing her all the way back to the cabin, I grab both of her hands.
"Ginger! Listen to me!" I say, a bit louder. She blinks, then tilts her head.
"Your stripe is brighter than usual, did you do something to it?" She asks, ignoring my last comment. Wait, where did the stutters go...?
"What's been up with you lately? You've been acting strange and it's scaring everyone!" I say, shaking her a bit.
"Whadaya mean? I'm totally fine...!" She says with a giggle. I sit her down on the floor.
"Bullshit. You're losing it, Ginge." I say. She laughs and lets her head fall back.
"Losing what? From what I remember, we already lost! Lord Death's DEAD, remember?!" She laughs even more. I shake her again. "Ginger! You're freaking me out!" I say. She stops mid-laugh.
"What's the purpose?" She asks, her head still hanging back.
"Huh?" I ask. She picks her head up.
"Why do we live?" She asks. I frown. "This is NOT the time for a meaning of life talk!" I say.
"I think I figured it out..." She says. I temporarily release my grip on her. She falls back onto the floor, her arms and legs outspread. "If you think about it, life is meaningless! We weren't created for anything, so we don't need to live! Music, theatre, art, sports, culture, they're all just unnecessary indulgences! The meaning of life is... is dying, right?! We live... SO WE CAN DIE!" She cackles. I scoot backwards.
"Ginger... Ginger, stop it!" I say, my voice shaky. She sits up suddenly. "Don't you get it?! We don't need to do anything! So if our purpose is to die, than why live at all? I say get it over with! Why not die NOW?!" She says, grinning creepily. Now... that's a new Paramore song, isn't it?
"There's a time and a place to die, but this ain't it." I say. She blinks and her smile fades.
"Lost the battle... win the war. I'm bringing my sinking ship back to the shore. We're starting over, or head back in. There's a time and a place to die... But this ain't it!" I recite.
"If there's a future, we want it now!" I yell. She stares at me without saying anything.
"Come on, Ginge, I know you're in there somewhere," I say, looking back and forth between her purple eyes. For a second, it's like I've gotten her back. Like she's regained her sanity.
But... only for a second.
"Of course I'm in here, silly!" She says, her eyes widening. "If I weren't, then I'd be dead! D-E-A-D, DEAD! Too bad I'm still alive, all I do is talk and talk..." She says with a giggle.
"I... I can't do this anymore..." I mutter, standing up. I open the door to the cabin and walk outside. I can't think of anything else to do.
"Tommi?" a voice says. I look up. Mem stands in front of me. I stare at her.
"Are you okay? You're crying." She says bluntly. My hand flies to my cheek. Sure enough, it's wet with tears. I wipe it off.
"Just... please, help Ginger. She's gone insane, and I can't get through to her... if anyone can help her, it's you." I say, walking off.
I stare after Tommi as she speeds down the corridor. I sigh. I knew this would happen. I could tell from the start that this place would crack her.
I open the door. When I walk inside the cabin, Ginger's standing on her head, her eyes closed. They fly open when she hears the door creak.
"Hey, check it out, Mem!" She says. Then she falls flat on her face. I sustain my blank expression.
"Sit up." I tell her. She does as I say and I walk over and sit next to her without saying anything. If I wait long enough, she'll spit something completely insane.
"Hey, Mem?" She asks. Yup. Here it comes.
"Do you miss dad?"
My eyes widen. I turn to her. "Dad?" I ask. She nods. "Yes, do you miss him?" She says. I look down at my lap.
"Yeah, I guess a little." I tell her. She laughs.
"You know he left me some pretty crazy shit!" She says. Knew it.
"What do you mean?" I ask her. She pulls her hood off her head to reveal what looks like fox ears.
"He left me these! Did you know I have powers?" She asks, her voice low. I don't respond. I can't respond. How the hell is a person supposed to respond to something like this?!
"Demon powers! It's in my blood!" She giggles. I still don't say anything.
"The lioness told me! She said that they come from dad, that he was a demon too! Isn't that great?!" She cackles. Come on, dumb brain, thin of something to say!
"Uh... yeah, I guess..."
NOT WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR!
"I know! And you know what else? There's a little person in my brain!" She says, pointing to her temples. She laughs again and falls backward so she's on the floor.
"Her name is Kana! She has white hair and orange eyes! And she's dead! She died in a car accident, but before she did she was rich! And she doesn't talk like I do, she says proper stuff, like 'Cheerio,' and 'Jolly good show,' haha!" She says with an english accent. Oh, great... she's definitely lost her noodles. A little person?
"Hey, Kana! You know Mem, right?" She says. She waits a few seconds.
"Hey, that's what I thought the first time I met her, too!" She says, giggling like an idiot.
"Ginger! Snap out of it, for Death's sake! Kana isn't real! You made her up!" I shout. She puts her finger to her chin and her eyes widen. "Huh? Of course she's real, the lioness put her inside me!" She says. I grab her shoulders and grip them hard. "No, Ginger, she's not! You need to get your head back on! You've gone totally insane!" I yell. She laughs.
"What's wrong with being insane?" She asks.
AN: Mad Ginger! Mad Ginger on the loose! I know this is kinda sudden and all, but if you wait things will be explained. So, I haven't had the characters talk in a while, so here they are! :D
Mem: Is it just me or does this author really hate Ginger?
Soul: I noticed that too.
Alex: Hey! I wasn't even in this chapter!
Tommi: Oh, shut up! You're starting to get on my nerves...
Soul: So is Ginger only insane in the story? Or is she crazy in the author's note, too?
Mem: Hmm... I wonder... *All turn to Ginger*
Ginger: *holds up a finger and opens mouth to say something*
All: *Watching intently*
Ginger: CREAM PUFFS! *giggles*
Mem: Well, fuck.
Read and review, plzz!
-TRG