I make sure everyone is outside. "Where's Gwen?!" I hear Adri shout. I push my way to the front and run towards the building. "Y/N! Where are you going?!" Dad yells. "Gwen is still in there. Someone has to get her." I say, and run in. The flames had spread to the entire building. I hear four pairs of footsteps behind me. I look behind me, and see my demons. "We won't let her die. Quickly, inhale this. It will make you immune to the smoke." Dark says, handing me a small Jar if black smoke. I inhale half if it, then close the lid. "GWEN!!! MAKE SOME NOISE IF YOU CAN HEAR ME!!!" I yell. I hear a cough, and run over to where I hear it. I see Gwen, trapped under some rubble. I take the burning rubble in my hands and start throwing it to the side. I grab her, and make her inhale some of the Anti-smoke stuff. I give the jar back to Dark, and carry her bridal style. I get her outside, and lay her on the ground. I check her pulse, barely feeling it, and start CPR. "Y/N!" Coach says. Everyone turns, and AJ runs toward me. "Stand back a bit for me." I grunt. I keep going until EMT and firefighters arrive. They put her in an ambulance, and come out me on a bed. "I'm fine..." I groan. "You have third degree burns all along your body. Just rest." One of the paramedics say. I close my eyes, and sleep.
-A few days later-
I wake up, seeing that it was the middle of the night. I look over, and see Gwen on her bed. "That's odd. She doesn't look at injured as me." I mumble. I hear the door open, and a doctor quietly walks in. "Hey. I'm supposed to redo your bandages. May I?" She asks, whispering. "Of course. What may I call you?" I whisper back. "You can call me Rosemarie." She says, taking off the bandage. I start to him a song my Spotify played for me a few days ago. "Whatcha humming
Y/N?" She asks quietly. "Seventh Grade by Sofie Pecora." I answer. "Your friend there, did you really save her from a building on fire?" She asks. "I did, yes." I answer. "We didn't detect any smoke in your lungs though, and witnesses say they heard you yell." She says. "A magician never reveals her secrets. Is everyone else okay? No one got hurt beside me and Gwen?" I ask. "Your so selfless. You could've died, yet you still did it. Why?" She asks. "Every life is important. I knew that if I fainted, no one might of come for me, yet I still did it. Can you run some cold water on my hands? I literally touched fire." I say. When she finishes, I fall back asleep. I wake up during visiting hours, and see not who I thought would be there. Britney. "I wanted to say sorry. I shouldn't of bullied you. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" She asks. I wave for her to come closer, and bring her into a gentle hug. "Do you think you could do something? Mr Cavanaugh said it would be best I told you since I was coming here already." She says. "Depends. What is it?" I ask. "A lot of kids look up to you now. He wants you to put on an encore in front of the school. You can invite anyone you want. Will you do it?" She says. "I'll do it." I say.
-Another timeskip-
The school hadn't been rebuilt yet, and Mom helped me cover my face with make-up. I put in some contacts, and smile. I glitch to the school, and run to the front of what's left of it. I go off to the side and wait for Mr Cavanaugh to signal me. "As many of you know, Y/N saved a life. Today, she's going to put on a encore with a guest. Everyone, please help me invite Y/N Patrick and Gwen Pinkerton!" He says. I walk forward with Gwen. We both grab a mic and smile. "This one is called, 'My Own Little Nightmare.'" I smirk. We were doing a duet, with both of us singing. The track started over the speakers.
"Adrift in oceans of madness and seas if fear
Awash in whirlpools of hunger and waves of tears
Asleep, my nightmares are merely a dazed ordeal
Awake, I scarcely remember which dreams were real!
So I'll start poking around
Until this thread is unwound
And though the nightmares abound
I'll keep standing my ground
But as the clues all compound
I've near conclusively found
I'm still asleep!
I'm in my own little nightmare!
It feels as real as it seems
I'm trapped with all of these frights here
In my dreams!
Below the floors of this horror not much survives
Beneath the cover of shadow the darkness thrives
Beware! The nightmares will feed off your silent screams
Believe in nothing before you, it's just a dream!
I know each answer I find
Is but a trick of the mind
And though my shadow is blind
It's always lurking behind
Yet every dangers designed
To somehow serve to remind
I'm still asleep!
I'm in my own little nightmare!
Doom to be swallowed up raw
There's no escaping my plight here
In the Maw
Time to restart the nightmare
Back again and again
Trapped in a daydream right where
Now's returning to then
Where will my nightmares take me
When will I be set free?
What would it take to wake me
From this dream?
Starved and running on empty, but still, I rise
Reborn back into this nightmare of fear and lies!
Though fog of hunger has clouded my weary mind
My will grows stronger than ever with each rewind!
And I will push through the pain
With but my heart and my brain
Until my demons are slain
And no more nightmares remain
I might be sorely insane
But it seems perfectly plain
I'm still asleep!
I'm in my own little nightmare!
A dream I'm doomed to repeat
I'm out if food and I know there's
Naught to eat
I didn't come here to fight fair
To starve and die as you dine
So face your own little nightmare;
This is mine!"
We finish up, and I see a news crew come up. "Is Y/N Patrick here? We would like to interview her." One person says. I raise my hand, and everyone applauds. "Sorry, but I don't feel comfortable with an interview. I just barely got comfortable with AJ and Gwen." I say.
YOU ARE READING
His Little Theorist
ParanormalYou are the daughter of MatPat and Steph, but here's the thing. You don't even know it. The doctor said you had died, but little did they know, you were at a local orphanage. When the couple comes in, what will you do?
