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Mixtape Ghost NSeptember 5th
Greenwich Hospital
Later…
Greenwich Hospital
Later…
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“Oh, y’all came back to see how he was doin huh? That’s cool...he’s wasn’t tho. He lookin like somebody deepfryin his @$$ from the inside out; tossin and turnin nd $#!?. On top of that he been hiding somethin from the doctors because he don’t know what the hell it is. Maw&?!$@ out here leakin like day-old milk. Plus, he’s about to notice a little somethin is missing.
What? Who am I? That ain’t important right now. What is, is that X is up now. Keep an eye on him for me, I got $#!? to do…”
Okay, so, here Ray thought he was getting better. Fact is, it was getting worse. The burning feeling was still there, now he had a headache, and he wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or what. For the past hour, his forearms felt real sore and tingly, and weirdly...sticky. When he looked, it appeared like there were small holes in them or something, with white stuff oozing out. This...whatever the fuck this was, Ray wasn’t here for. Plus, the pillow was making his neck MAD itchy….Wait.
Ray pulled a hand up near his collarbone and it was bare. For the first time in days, blood ran cold. His pulse picked up in pace and he looked around frantically. Where was it?! Why wasn’t it there?!?
He lurched up from where he was laying, eyes bouncing from side to side on the bed; not there. Lifted the pillow, nothing. He was soon to toss the pillow aside...but it stuck. He shook his hand and it didn’t budge. What kind of shit was this now? Did somebody inject him with superglue? His hands didn’t feel sticky though!
Though, when he tried to pull the pillow off of his hand, the strength of trying to separate it from his hand left him reeling back. That action, in turn, nearly left him spiraling off of the bed. Though, not only that, but the bed itself leaned with him. The only thing that saved him from a huge crash was a hand that clipped the ground.
In a matter of seconds, Ray somehow found himself stuck to the leaning medical bed propped up by only his pillowed hand. He felt like his legs were strapped to the bed, but with the blanket having fallen off, there was nothing there but his own legs. He looked around and exhaled cooly through the soreness in his muscles, trying to figure out just what the hell was going on with him.
This was something straight out of a cartoon or a comic strip, he swore it. Thank god he was stuck to this damn bed, there was no telling how expensive it’d be if any of that equipment broke. More than anything he and his mom got scrounge up, that’s for sure.
As he was about to place his other hand down to try stabilize his awkward position, he took note of the sound of the heart monitor. Right on cue. It had to be the hand propping him up that the device was connected to. If he moved too much, he might have pulled that down too, as the wire was pulled to its limit.
In a burst of adrenaline, he used whatever strength he had in his ground hand to try flipping himself and the bed upright. To much of his surprise, he actually did it. There was a sort of loud bang as it settled back in place. His breaths came out a little easier. Everything seemed fine...Though, his legs were still about as stuck as a hobo to a street corner.
Looking around again, he glanced down at the blanket now on the floor and he noticed it. Laying on the floor, was Cello’s necklace. It must’ve been under the blanket. There was a small sigh of relief. Yet, with the relaxing of his shoulders, the pillow stuck to his hand fell. Ray blinked at it and then wobbled his legs.
Free again…? What the hell was going on with all that? Regardless, he was quick to get out of the mind bending glue bed, almost tumbling off and breaking his neck in the process. Once down, he grabbed up the piece of string with beads on it and threw the loop over his head.
With it safe where it belonged, Ray pulled himself to his slipper-socked feet. His eyes flew to the bed again and he glanced down to his wrists. The holes weren’t bleeding...or leaking that weird substance anymore. All of this was really bizarre, to say the least. Well, now that he was up, he figured he might try walking around a little...at least to the bathroom. He just needed to get out of here for right now…
Stepping out of the room he was in, Ray took a look around. There weirdly wasn't that many people walking around the halls. Which kind of surprised him in comparison with earlier, but he figured that they were probably just between different rooms. Although it burned and was really weird to walk, he made moves to head to the bathroom. He wasn't sure how he could feel hot and cold at the same time, like, the air was cold, but his body was hot.
He noticed a bin with clothes in it that hadn't been pushed away yet, so he nabbed a white pair of them hospital scrub pants. Walking around Free Willy style, with this patiently waiting ass hospital dress, wasn't about to be it chief. Besides, that whole mess with the sticking already had him on edge.
He followed signs that led to where the restrooms were, unable to curt the urge to glance into other people's rooms. There was just a sort of need to know if Kim was in one of those rooms sleeping or something. The nurse said she was breathing. Ray wanted to believe that she was okay but he had to see with his own eyes.
Ray had already passed by a few rooms. It wasn't looking too good. On the flipside, some had closed curtains, which could have had her behind one of them. Though, that didn't satisfy his protective instinct. Ray just....he had to know. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost another one. He shouldn't have coaxed her into coming on the university campus that day.
An elephant load of guilt sat on his chest as he rounded a corner. The bathroom shouldn't be too far away now. After that, he'd probably do a little more poking around till the docs decided to…--
A sharp pain hit him in the forehead, like a gunshot at close range. It pulsated for the span of a few minutes. Maybe his triflin ass shouldn't have gotten out of bed like he was superman or some shit. Whatever. He finally looked up from the tile floor, and he noticed her. There was only one person in all New York that had blue hair like hers. The fact that she had the same look on her face only confirmed it. He continued on his approach.
"Kimi...? You okay?"
"Go away, go away, go away...." No matter how many times she tell it, the glow in her body just won't go away. Kim just doesn't understand, was she is drug from the doctors or nurse in the hospital or was it the gas?
*Ok Kim, please calm down. If you're really high right now, you would make it go away* Kim close her eyes and think really hard to make the drug in her mind to go away *.........Ok, noooooooooow.....Stop being high now!* she open to see she is still glowing, Kim sigh in disgust *All right, that didn't work. Come on Kim! How do you make this glowing stuff go away?* Kim thought about for awhile......Until, a lightbulb pop on the top of her head *That it! Think of happy thoughts, mom did say think about those if you are sad or something...* Kim close her eyes and happy thoughts fly into her mind
Kim see her cousins, having fun back when she uses to live in her old home. Second thought is Kim when she was a kid, she was crying, her mother came to side and Comfort her. Third thought is on the first day of school when she moved to New York and she was all alone, until someone call out and that someone was Suzy, smiling and all. The fourth thought when she was on the steps of her new home, feeling miserable and frustrated, feeling like she doesn't belong here. Kim starting to get steps on the sidewalk and see shoes on the floor, she look up and see a familiar face that is too recognizable...And it was-
*Oh shit! I forgot about Ray!* Kim rush out of the stall but immediately stop when she see herself in the mirror, she not glowing anymore "Huh, I guess it work." Kim say to herself "Ok, time to find Ray and find out what happened to us. I swear if this hospital drug me or that dumb gas attack drug me, then I'm going to lose my shi-" Kim stop talking as she step out of the bathroom, she turn her head and see a friend that she haven't see for like years....Even though it was four days.....It was Ray.
Kim have no time to answer to Ray question, all she can do is just Ray a big hug around his body.
Kim try not to cry up in front of her friend but tears keep escape from her eyes "I'm okay? How about you? You okay?" Kim chuckle a little but while wiping her cheeks.
From the way her little arms immediately tucked around him, he could tell she was a bit shaken up. Shaken, but okay. Although the squeeze made the muscle burning hurt worse, he didn't even care, smiling a little. Ray let his free hand come up to the back of her indigo curls to hug her back and he shook his head.
"It's gonna take a helluva lot more than some crackhead pixie dust to take me out." He jested as well, clearly more at ease than before.
Kim giggle, Ray goes find a way to make her laugh at times like this but her giggles slowly fade away as she sign in exhaustion.
Ray took the time while Kim was giggling to head into the little archway that led to the mens room. He didn't go all the way in, but just enough to be out of view. Putting on those scrub pants he found, they were too big around the waist, but Ray had the cure for that. He just rolled them joints up at the top. Temporary solution, but who the fuck was honestly tryna stunt in hospital clothes?
When Ray came back out, he noticed her sitting on the floor, so, he just rolled his shoulders and leaned on the wall beside her.
"Hey Ray...." Kim look up at Ray ".....Do you think that gas attack did something to us?"
Kimi's question solicited a nod in response. One of his wrists lowered and he pointed to one of the small holes that he had on each.
"I don't know what kinda radiation or witchcraft was goin on in that crackhead cloud, but, it's definitely did somethin to me." Ray replied in a lower tone so as to not echo down the hall. "But out here might not be the best place to talk about all this."
"Hmmmm.....You're right, I think one of these nurses are, like, man in black or know karate or something" Kim look back to see a nurse walking in halls, she noticed Kim looking at her, she wave at Kim kindly and walk away.
Ray released a snickered through a hiss in response to her comment about the nurses. “No kiddin.”
"Plus, my mom is probably worry about me cause I rush out of the roo-"
"Kim! There you are!" Kim mom head pop out of the door "Don't run out of your room in such a hurry, what if you fall and busted your nose aga-" Kim Mom stop when she notices Ray "Oh Raymond! Oh poor dear, did the gas attack you too?" She ask Ray in a worry tone.
His head wryly shook at the mother fretting over her daughter. Though, when the attention shifted to him, Ray shrugged.
"I guess so. I was out there takin a tour nd stuff, next thing I know I’m here. Thought about goin to that school too, but it's lookin more like hex to the nah."
"Aww, I guess all of us are having rough day." Maligaya say with a sign "Well, since we are all here, how about we drink some tea that I made from home. I believe it still hot and sweet" she lovely say. Kim pull herself up from the floor, "To be honest, I would love to have some tea right now. How about you, Ray?" She ask Ray.
Ray gave the offer some thought, and ultimately nodded. The taste of his own morning-noon-night breath was really starting to kill his soul right now. Plus, Ms. M made some pretty damn good tea. Better than anything this hospital was serving.
"Sure, why not." He agreed, putting his hands in his pockets.
Kim, Ray and Maligaya walk back to Kim room, Kim jump back to her bed while her mother pull out a bottle of tea and two cups from her bag. "Now, you two stay here while I go to cafeteria to get Ray a cup." Kim Mom leaves the room to leave Ray and Kim in the room.
Ray slid over to the wall across from Kim’s bed and sighed. “So, about that gas…”