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Chapter 2 (GASP!!REALLY?!?!?!NO WAY!!! srry...i'm really bored...XD)
2 reviewsSo whats going to happen to out mysterious girl? Well You'll just have ta read and find out! ^_^
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Mysterious girls P.O.V.
Disclaimer: I own mysterious girl. If I owned MCR I'd be with them, not writing about them.
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I wake slowly.
Coming in and out of consciesness. (can't spell..XD)
I know I'm in a hospital.
Oh joy.
I can't wait to find a window to crawl out of.
My bodys hot, covered in a thick film of sweat.
I'm suddenly aware that I'm tied down.
I start to squirm.
Faint vocies tell me to calm down.
I ignore them.
Being tied down held too many memories I didn't want to remember.
I was never fond of hospitals.
If I had to go to one it was usually because I'd tried to kill myself again.
I'd tried everything.
Apparently I had extra blood, because I couldn't bleed to death.
My neck was unbreakable, so no hanging.
Drugs and alchohol had no effect whatsoever.
If I jumped off or out of something I landed miraculously unharmed.
I figured I had super skin or something cause I couldn't stab myself, it was as if the blade would go right through me.
It really pissed me off.
I finally got to the point where I just gave up.
The people here must have learned that if given the chance, I would escape.
Doctors and nurses try to hold down my limbs, but I'm much stronger than I look.
I growl and break free of their hands.
I stop as a searing pain runs through my body.
"Fuck!" I scream.
My shoulder blades feel like they've been set on fire, my tailbone and teeth do as well.
What the fuck?
My teeth even hurt...oh, god I think this is what dying feels like.
Somehow I thought it would be much more peaceful.
Boy, I think I was in for a big fucking surprise.
I arch off the bed, tears stream down my cheeks in rivers.
I fight the urge to scream.
But not for long.
I scream, and I scream, and I scream some fucking more.
I hear the skin on my back tear open as something grows there.
That is the most disgusting sound in the world.
And it fucking hurt.
I knew what pain felt like, I'd been tortured.
But in all those tortures I'd never felt anything as bad as this.
On my other shoulder it happens again, then on my tailbone.
My teeth feel like they're being pulled out, slowly.
I scream again.
I break free of my bonds and lurch forward onto the floor.
Black liquid pools on the floor infront of me.
I run my fingers through it shakily.
Tears?
They felt like tears.
Tasted like them too.
I stand on wobbly legs and go over to the miror.
My face is almost black.
I know I didn't put that muck eyeliner on this morning.
I gasp as I look myself over in the mirror.
Huge, black, feathered wings hang limply from my shoulders, a furry tail curls around my waist, black ears, similar to a cats, twitch on top of my head.
All are covered with a substance I'd know anywhere, blood.
Dark, crimson, blood.
My blood.
They were coated in it.
I scream again.
The guy from the music store comes in.
He gasps and stares at me.
I know where he's from now.
"Frankie, help me."
I whimper, my voice cracking.
Then the world goes dark.
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WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! What's happening to our mysterious girl now? well rate and message. And u may find out. ^_^ ~mwa~
Disclaimer: I own mysterious girl. If I owned MCR I'd be with them, not writing about them.
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I wake slowly.
Coming in and out of consciesness. (can't spell..XD)
I know I'm in a hospital.
Oh joy.
I can't wait to find a window to crawl out of.
My bodys hot, covered in a thick film of sweat.
I'm suddenly aware that I'm tied down.
I start to squirm.
Faint vocies tell me to calm down.
I ignore them.
Being tied down held too many memories I didn't want to remember.
I was never fond of hospitals.
If I had to go to one it was usually because I'd tried to kill myself again.
I'd tried everything.
Apparently I had extra blood, because I couldn't bleed to death.
My neck was unbreakable, so no hanging.
Drugs and alchohol had no effect whatsoever.
If I jumped off or out of something I landed miraculously unharmed.
I figured I had super skin or something cause I couldn't stab myself, it was as if the blade would go right through me.
It really pissed me off.
I finally got to the point where I just gave up.
The people here must have learned that if given the chance, I would escape.
Doctors and nurses try to hold down my limbs, but I'm much stronger than I look.
I growl and break free of their hands.
I stop as a searing pain runs through my body.
"Fuck!" I scream.
My shoulder blades feel like they've been set on fire, my tailbone and teeth do as well.
What the fuck?
My teeth even hurt...oh, god I think this is what dying feels like.
Somehow I thought it would be much more peaceful.
Boy, I think I was in for a big fucking surprise.
I arch off the bed, tears stream down my cheeks in rivers.
I fight the urge to scream.
But not for long.
I scream, and I scream, and I scream some fucking more.
I hear the skin on my back tear open as something grows there.
That is the most disgusting sound in the world.
And it fucking hurt.
I knew what pain felt like, I'd been tortured.
But in all those tortures I'd never felt anything as bad as this.
On my other shoulder it happens again, then on my tailbone.
My teeth feel like they're being pulled out, slowly.
I scream again.
I break free of my bonds and lurch forward onto the floor.
Black liquid pools on the floor infront of me.
I run my fingers through it shakily.
Tears?
They felt like tears.
Tasted like them too.
I stand on wobbly legs and go over to the miror.
My face is almost black.
I know I didn't put that muck eyeliner on this morning.
I gasp as I look myself over in the mirror.
Huge, black, feathered wings hang limply from my shoulders, a furry tail curls around my waist, black ears, similar to a cats, twitch on top of my head.
All are covered with a substance I'd know anywhere, blood.
Dark, crimson, blood.
My blood.
They were coated in it.
I scream again.
The guy from the music store comes in.
He gasps and stares at me.
I know where he's from now.
"Frankie, help me."
I whimper, my voice cracking.
Then the world goes dark.
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WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! What's happening to our mysterious girl now? well rate and message. And u may find out. ^_^ ~mwa~
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