Fuck the Rest (A Ronnie Radke Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifteen

Ricky's PoV

The light beats down on me. I've been in this place for so long, I'd lost track of the days. No one seemed to be here. I explored each day, and I felt that I was getting closer to something. I kept hearing voices. Sometimes, I would feel something brush my skin. Nothing was ever there when I looked, though.

I still wasn't sure how I had gotten here. I remembered seeing darkness, and then I woke up here. Ronnie wasn't with me, and I had no supplies. For some reason, I was never hungry. I saw animals run by, or fly overhead. I never saw my dog; just wild animals. I could feel that I was close. I wasn't sure what I was close to, but there was something I had to get to.

"Wish we could turn back time," I murmur. With nothing to do, I had resorted to singing to keep me occupied. "To the good old d-"

"Ricky?" I hear a familiar voice call out to me. I stop singing and look around.

"Hello?" I hear the crunch of grass behind me. I spin around. Nothing.

"Ricky?" I turn to face the voice. Still nothing.m

"Who's there?" I call, my voice shaking. The voices I'd heard before were never this strong.

"You can't see me?" The voice clicks in my mind. I see a face.

"M...Mason?" I hear a chuckle.

"What are you doing here, Ricky? I've been in here for weeks. You're the first person I've seen." Mason appears before me. I wrap my arms around him.

"I haven't seen anyone either. I'm so confused." He returns the embrace. "What's the last thing you remember? Yea know...before you showed up here."

"Well, I was in pain. Then all I could see was darkness. I was in a void of nothingness. And I woke up here." The look on my face must have told him that I felt the same. He nodded at me, a sad look on his face. "How long have you been here?"

"Not sure. At least a week or so," I pause. "Have you eaten any food?" He shakes his head.

"But I'm never hungry," he says.

"This place is the same for us. Did you feel a tugging that led you here?"

"Yeah. I've been traveling for a few days. And then I saw you."

"Why are we here?" I ask. He shrugs.

"I don't think we'll ever find out. Maybe it's all fake." I nod my head.

"Maybe we'll wake up soon."

"Hopefully." I feel all the color flush from my face. "Ricky, are you okay?" Mason asks. I nod my head, feel a pain surge through my head. My knees buckle beneath me as an invisible bat hits my skin. My face hits the ground, and blood slowly leaks down my face. I feel myself roll over. Mason's above me.

"I'm fine."

The darkness surrounds me, and all I feel is pain.