
Chapter 19: Nightmares and Rules
Previously
"Come on, bro! Why are you refusing to meet her!?" He asks in a loud voice, questioning the figure.
"Cuz it's gonna be awkward!" The figure yells in a familiar voice while struggling to get away from his brother.
'Why does that voice sound so familiar...?"
The skeleton finally manages to drag the figure into the living room where I could get a clear shot of his face.
'CRAPPPPP!'
"P-PJ!?"
Now
He finally stopped struggling and I rub my neck uncomfortably.
He turned away from me and crossed his arms, still refusing to open up.
'Which is kind of understandable cuz who would like a loser like you? Mr. Ink and Mr. Error only took you in out of pity.'
Mr. Ink and Mr. Error made PJ and his brother, Cil, introduce themselves.
Then, they led me to the guest room on the second floor where I was going to stay. I already "unpacked" and laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to calm my nerves with everything that's been going on.
Everything was happening so fast...I don't even know what to do...
'Ms. Avery...
How did this happen?
Please be okay...'
I try to fight back the urges of sleepiness but eventually, it won.
I open up my eyes to see darkness. But it wasn't really darkness. It's like a room painted black.
I sit up and look around.
"H-Hello...?"
Silence.
"I-Is anyone there?"
Silence.
I pull myself up and try to take a step.
Can't.
I look down. My feet seem to be stuck to the ground. A ball and chain are also wrapped around my right ankle.
"U-Uh..."
I try again and they really are stuck to the ground like super glue. I pull a little harder but stop when I hear laughter.
I freeze and look around.
"W-Who's there!?" I cry out.
The laughter doesn't answer but continues to laugh as it seems like it's mocking me.
I keep attempting to struggle out of the floor's grip again but it doesn't let go.
"S-Stop laughing!"
It didn't.
I gather up all my strength and pull my leg free a few more times.
It ACTUALLY worked.
The laughing continues as I pick a direction and try to run with the ball and chain keeping me down.
The laughter doesn't stop!
And it looks the same everywhere I go...
Then, out of nowhere, the ground below me vanishes into thin air and I am left plummeting down, head first.
I hear the sound of ocean waves, crashing on each other.
I hold my breath and cover my face as my body plunges through the water.
I desperately try to swim up to the surface but the ball and chains weigh me down.
Then, magically, the ball and chain disappear. I swim up to the surface and gasp for air. Not even a second later, a wave comes crashing down and I fall back down again.
Instead of the laughter being muffled after crashing on the water, it gets louder.
I use all my strength to swim back up.
"H-Help!" I scream as loud as I can.
Silence.
B U T N O B O D Y C A M E . . .
Another wave comes crashing down and I feel my lung lose air.
I close my eyes and...
wake up in a cold sweat as I gasp for air.
I feel my soul pounding in my chest, begging to escape my body.
I take it out to have a look.
My soul is white and shining gold. White, the soul of magic, what monsters are made of. Gold, the soul of passion. It looks like a human soul except it has tiny wings on its side. I would never show out my soul in fear that someone would judge the way it looked.
It used to glow a vibrant gold color but now it turned into a dull yellow. Cracks came from the center and spread around the sides. They weren't big cracks but we're noticeable enough. The cracks have gotten bigger the last time I saw them.
"(Y/N)?" Someone knocks on my door and interrupts my thoughts.
I put my soul back and get up from the bed to open the door. It's Mr. Ink.
"Are you okay, (Y/N)?"
"W-What do y-you mean...?"
He takes his thumb and rubs my cheek. I flinch a little but let him.
When he touches my face, a wet feeling appears. I rub my eyes and sure enough, I was crying just before.
"O-Oh no, I-I'm f-fine. Don't w-worry about m-me," I force a fake smile and laugh nervously.
Suddenly, Mr. Ink pulls me into a hug. Even though I want to pull away, I hug back (awkwardly) to be polite.
"Again, I'm going to say. You can tell us anything but we are not pressuring you. Tell us only when you're ready. You are not a burden."
'You are a burden. Just another weight on their shoulders.'
"Y-Yeah...I know t-that..." I lied.
He lets go and tells me to come downstairs for dinner.
I follow him down and everyone is seated at the table. I sit next to PJ and Mr. Error since that is the only seat available.
PJ shoots me a glare that could have probably killed me. I try not to look intimidated but deep down, I was quivering.
Mr. Ink and Mr. Error talk about things like how school was to PJ, Cil, and I.
"Things are going fine," PJ replies, not giving it a second thought.
"Things are going great! I have so many friends and I love my classes!" Cil exclaims cheerfully.
"What about you, (Y/N)?" Mr. Ink raises the question towards me.
"Hm?"
"How's school going for you?"
"I-It's okay..." I mumble quietly.
"Just okay?" He asks, trying to make me open up a little more.
"It's just fine."
"Okay..."
'They hate you.' The voice says, adding a smirk along with the line.
The rest of dinner is spent talking about other things that I don't really pay attention to. I try to stay as quiet and undisruptive as possible.
'Just shove those words down your throat, (Y/N).'
After everyone finishes, I help Mr. Ink clean up the table.
"Oh, I forgot to mention."
"Hm?"
"Error and I are going to the movies so you, Cil, and PJ will be at home by yourselves. Is that alright?"
I nod.
"Thank you for understanding, (Y/N)."
I nod again and go back upstairs to get ready for a shower. I find a white t-shirt that says "Sleep now, talk later" in black script, a pair of gray pajama pants with light blue specks, a pair of fluffy pink slippers.
I wash up, get dressed, and hang out on my bed. I see a text from the Devil Divas chat.
Bunny:
Ya there (Y/N)?
Me:
Yeah? Did you need something?
Bunny:
Ebony?
Shadow?
You both have been in this chat longer than (Y/N) has and she still responds faster than you guys.
Me:
...
Bunny:
Anyway, here are the "rules"
Each person has a signature "color" for the group.
Mine is pastel pink, Ebony's teal green, and Shadow's sky blue
Does golden yellow sound okay to you?
Me:
Sure
Whatever
Bunny:
Great!
Ebony:
What'd I miss?
Bunny:
Not much
Okay, so since we're a group, we have signature bracelets
She sends a picture of a silver bracelet with a red heart with devil horns and wings on it. I noticed that they wore it before.
Bunny:
We're going shopping tomorrow at 12
We ask that you wear the bracelet every day
Me:
Wait
Tomorrow?
Bunny:
Yep!
You better be free!
Me:
Um...okay
Ebony:
Also, every Monday and Friday, we were our signature colors
Shadow:
Heya!
We're never allowed to wear someone else's color
Blue, green, pink, and gold, you can't wear it unless it is your color
However, if it's barely noticeable, we let it slide
Ebony:
That's all the clothes rules, right?
Bunny:
Yep
Moving on
Me:
Got it
Bunny:
And carpool every day
Ebony:
We also meet in this chat every day at 7 to talk about stuff
Bunny:
And you guys were late again >:(
Shadow:
Come on! My parents were giving me a lecture about my grades!
Ebony:
I was working on a project and lost track of time
Bunny:
This is the perfect time to talk about the punishment for breaking the rule
Me:
O_O
Ebony:
You just had to go there!
Bunny:
Mmm hmm
Shadow:
...
Bunny:
If someone breaks a rule, they can't join our carpool or hang out with us for a certain amount of days
We take a number generator from 0-5 days
Whatever that number is is the number of days that person can't hang out with the rest of the group
If you're lucky enough, you'll get 0 and have no punishment
Me:
Oh...
Bunny:
Get your number generators ready girls!
Ebony and Shadow sends pictures of their number generators. Shadow got 1 and Ebony got 0.
Me:
So that means that Shadow can't hang out with us on Monday?
Bunny:
Yep
Abruptly, the sound of knocking comes from outside the room.
"(Y/N)?" A voice comes from the other side of the door.
I go over to the door and stick my head out to see who it is.
"H-Hey, Cil," I say in a hushed manner and fully open the door.
"(Y/N)! We have something to show you!"
"What i-is it?"
"Come downstairs!"
He grabs my arm and practically drags me downstairs.
I observe the living room which has now been turned into a mess of pillows, blankets, and the couch cushions taken off the couch.
"We're gonna build a pillow fort! I'm going to get PJ. Can you get started?"
Before I could answer, he races back upstairs and I'm left alone in the living room.
Me:
Sorry guys
I gotta go
But I'll see you tomorrow
~A/N~
I don't have much to say
Word count: 1748 words (including A/N)
*nopes out*
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