Reconnected (Tokio Hotel FanFic)

Ch 26- Rette Mich (Rescue Me)

(Original)

Ich seh' noch uns're Namen/ und wisch' sie wieder weg/ Uns're Träume waren gelogen/ und keine Träne echt/ Hörst du mich?/ Hörst du mich nich'?/ Komm' und rette mich, rette mich!

(English)

The walls are coming closer/ My senses fade away/ I'm haunted by your shadow/ I reach to feel your face/ You're not here/ Are you here?/ Come and rescue me/ Rescue me- Tokio Hotel- Rette Mich

Ch 26

April 6, 2011

A shade of gray wavered against the wall. Shifting my eyes to the outlined phantom, a scream gurgled into my throat. The want for it to escape pushed the vibrations further up, choking me with pressure increasing against my unmoving lungs. Although I swallowed, no breath followed.

Vacillating my gaze between the corner and the figure, my body moved on it own accord. The uncontrolled actions brought me nearer to the contour. Dried chunks of my insides squished underneath my feet along with the shattered pieces of glass prickled pain against my bare feet. Never swept away. Though the pain was coasted with concentration and curiosity as my movements were fluid-fluid as a drunk could move without stumbling over every step.

Moonlight casted a glow across his face. Consequently, the shadows contrasted in overcasting gray, mistakenly known as black. The lion hair trademark revealed the individual in an instant before warping to a mixture of white and black dreads intertwined. No lines from sleeplessness appeared within his smile or in the crease of his worried eyebrows. However, the usual bronze polished orbs, singularly was the only difference in this younger version; they glinted onyx. Absorbing anything, everything. Nothing hinted or revealed purpose in his appearance.

Words expelled from his lip in a soundlessness vibration. An unbalanced churn invaded my stomach with the all too well known abundance of alcohol drenched my system. Blinking, swallowing, I tried to regain my sense of hearing. Though, the words he spoke, echoed in a strange tongue. Or maybe it was English, I couldn't tell through what sounded like riddles. A few words were unmistakably stressed in his accented voice, growing deeper with each following word. Home... Die... Together... Alone... You... Gone...

His pale hand reached for mine, slipping through the air before passing through my skin with leaving cool air lingering to dance across my skin. A shiver ran my spine. Our eyes locked in a moment of embrace reminding me of what I lost, but of the same moments in which I wanted to forget. The pain of remembrance sliced my core, weakening my knees. Without bracing the wall, I collapsed into a heap.

This time a shriek invaded the air. A thumping pulse rang in my ears. My eyes remained strained, opened. Even with the film slowly veiling my eyes, I knew the ghosted figure vanished with the hallucination trance broken.

Arms circled my crumpled body, lifting me off the ground. Yet with a fresh wave of nausea and disorientation, I could not form words of 'Thank you' to my one savior.

The foam of the of the bed conformed to my figure as my eyes fluttered close. Warmth of the body lifting me never disappeared; only held me closer. Darkness of the night enclosed my confused thoughts allowing sleep to withhold me.

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Lights flickered over head as my eyes struggled to open against the layer of binding crust. Wiping away the dried mucus, my hazed vision came into view.

The sun tinted the room in an array of colors as a spring breeze permeated the room through an open window. A waft of air brought in the aroma of budding flowers along with a hint of spring rain.

My gaze dragged over to the doorway where the lights still flashed with the moving hand. "What do you want?" I asked while rolling over the bed to plant my feet on the floor.

"You have to go to classes today." He voice was firm with determination.

"But I have everything I want right here," I persuaded. My hands ran underneath his shirt. "Why would I bother wasting time learning when I'm here with you?"

"I'm done with having to pick you up from other guys' dorm rooms with no recollection of the night. I'm done with you being drunk and taking advantage of my apartment. I'm done Sephora. In high school I admit, I was a total jock and player. I know I took advantage of you the first night, but I can't deal with you any more." He stared direct in my eyes stepping backward while removing my hands from his body. "Go to classes. Or at least go to your dorm room."

"I'm already failing, I'd rather drop all my classes and stay here."

"You're still drunk... Just go home that'll be best for both of us."

I tried to ignore the pain of rejection as those eyes held ice piercing my soul. In that moment I knew no one cared. I didn't scream, I didn't cry, I shoved pass a person who I didn't recognize in the least to sulk away.

Down the stairs, out the double doors, I found the streets. People walked on, not noticing the storm of anger and tribulation coursing through me. I had lost myself once long ago and now, again, within the last few months. Pieces of myself were not repairable, not this time, not ever.

With little alcohol still flowing in my system, I rubbed black spots out of my clouding vision. I stumbled with the lack of holding a bottle in my hand, yet I continued, slowly, to move forward. My college dorm room appeared at the end of the next street as I turned the corner. Though without having my ID card or keys, I slumped to the ground outside the locked doors.

I had lost my phone weeks ago without a care. But now I wish I could've kept a grip on myself, at least kept in touch with Adileigh or even Elle. But who cared anymore?

The dark circles dilated in my vision and before blackness consumed my mind. A voice broke through, all to familiar, filled with worry. But I couldn't hold onto the world anymore. I wanted to forget.

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Again, I know it's short. But this chapter was difficult to write, actually. What did you think of the hallucination? Did you know what character was conjured during it? Let me know. I was trying to make it perfect but got annoyed and just wrote 'cause I know it'll eventually be rewritten.

So to let you all know, 1 more chapter! Can you believe it! And then the epilogue (which I had written before anything was even planned).

Anyway, I hope you all have had a fantastic holiday as this is a late Christmas present, or early New Years present. But the plan is to still finish this by New Year's Eve. And I would've had this up sooner, but being with family and away from home I haven't had much connection to upload.

I hope you enjoyed. And until next time

-Midnightriter