TW: constant death mention (no one actually dies), probably some bad writing, feeling like sHiT, And walls of text that I do not apologize for-
I spent an entire day on this even tho it was a re-write of a crappily written out idea, but this is just before something better so :)
Please don't take any of this personally or take it to heart, it is only loosely based an a unrelated but real event. None of this is real -_-
Really hope I didn't miss anything in this like spelling or I'm gonna die inside :'3
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Having online friends is both a curse and a blessing. It has pros and cons just like anything else
Pros. you make friends who you can interact with whenever.
Cons. they can never speak to you again and there’s nothing you can do about it
There’s more than this, those are just the obvious ones
Those might at least explain what happened
I stared at my phone, the screen showing an online friend of mine’s profile, saying they were online. I checked our chat to see the last thing said was by me a few hours ago. I raised a brow. Their timezone was close to mine and it was only 8:01 pm here, and they normally stay up late. I’m sure their busy or something-
That thought got interrupted by a very loud “They’re dead!” that was right by my ear. I flinched and immediately scooted away “The f-” i started but got cut off by another yell “They’re all dead! We’ll never talk to them again and it’s probably our fault and we can’t go to the funerals!” she went on and I rolled my eyes. It’s only been a few hours come on
I looked at the girl i didn’t know and shook my head “No, they’re not dead. I’m pretty sure their just busy, they disappear randomly a lot so it’s nothing new. They have other chats, other stuff, a life, they have one of those. Ya know, a life?” i say, looking at her and noticing how she kept looking over her shoulder like someone was just gonna appear there. The girl in front of my shook her head “no no no they’re always here at this time! They stay with us at this time always and something happened to them!” she yells, looking over her shoulder again.
She seems paranoid. I sit up straight and look her in the eye, which she does not meet “What’s your name kid?” i asked her and she looks back at me, then looks to the side “Hanna” she mumbles. I smile at her “Alright Hanna, everything is going to be fine. They’re just busy like i said” i told her but she only got all worked up again. “No! You don’t know that! They could have just stopped talking to you and you would never know why!” she yells again as she starts to pace around, fiddling with her fingers and pulling on them.
I finally took notice of the feeling, the one that feels like someone wrapped their arms around my chest and is squeezing as hard as they can. I feel like i can’t breathe yet i am perfectly fine.
Hanna keeps going on, her voice getting deeper and echo-y and lowkey demon-y as they talk and pace “They could die and we’d never know why and we’d just think they hated us and never wanted to talk to us again and we would never get the answer to our questions and it would haunt us forever and we wouldn’t be able to live with our selves and we’d blame ourselves! They could be getting hurt or hurting someone and we would NEVER know!” Hanna shouts, now pacing around the coffee table, she’s also waving her arms around a lot, and when she’s not she’s fiddling and pulling her fingers. i can see a mark starting to make itself in the carpet since she’s walking in the same spots over and over. It kinda looks like there’s something black in her footsteps on the carpet, does she have something on her feet?
Hanna pays no attention to this, however. “Anything could happen! To them- or us! We could die and they would never know. We could lose our phone forever and they would never know. Even if just our wifi goes out we can't talk to them, and they could think we’re ignoring them and they would hate us and wish they never met us and i don’t wanna be the next amelia!”
I could feel the headache form and I groaned, not liking the feeling, i felt like a million different hands were touching me even tho i was home alone and i hated it. Hanna’s voice seemed to get louder even tho i knew she didn’t change her volume, I put my hands over my eyes then leaned to the side against the couch, everything was too bright now and i’m tired. I don’t like feeling like this and the tightness seemed to get even tighter somehow but again, no one was touching me. I could hear something other than Hanna, but what was it? I don’t know but for the moment i don’t care because now i actually feel like i can’t breathe.
I could hear Hanna keep going with her...what am i supposed to call it? Her ranting? Her, uh...concerns? I don’t know what to call it but she went on paying zero attention to me. “If they never knew what happened to us we'd be sad, and if we get too sad more constantly we'd be depressed and if nothing got better like how nothing ever gets better for us we'd eventually-"
And you know what? I was starting to believe her.
Before i could suffer any longer a hand found it’s way under the back of my shirt, fingertips lightly ran up and down my back, the nails of the person were long but not weirdly long and they felt painted. A sweet voice came with a soft tone and it seemed to be directed at Hanna. “Hunny, please leave poor Luni alone with this, you gonna give them a heart attack and they don’t deserve that.” her voice was calm, and honestly it calmed me down too, just a small bit.
This girl clearly knew what she was doing because within a minute or two I was laying on my side with my head in her lap, my eyes closed as i just focused on my breathing. The girl started to hum quietly and i could hear Hanna pacing a few feet away, or maybe i was wrong and she was further or closer. I don’t know, i’m tired, let me live. The girl speaks up again, keeping the calm and gentle tone in her voice. Taking note of how close she was to my head she was a little quieter when speaking. “I know this is just what you do and how you are and how you work but you can't get so worked up Hun or your gonna kill Luni in the process.” she gestures to the me in her lap as she keeps her hand under the back of my shirt, still dragging her fingertips up and down my back, sometimes going over my spine. I liked it. I felt a lightweight come onto me and i cracked open my eyes, immediately regretting it and shutting them again, too bright-
[C]Instead, i carefully felt what was put on me with my hand. It felt like a cardigan, probably the tan one i believe i saw her wearing. I heard Hanna speak up again, and she seems to be sitting on the couch next to us “Well- I, uh- yeah, but what if! They could happen Kelly!” she says a little too loudly and i make a face, too loud-
[C]Who i believe is Kelly puts a finger on her lip and makes a small “shh” noise, then she smiled “There are a lot of possibilities that could happen always. We just have to wait and see what happens, M’kay? 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙨, let present us breathe and take a break from the stress, alright? We can handle this later.” Kelly says and Hanna sighs then gave a nod as she yawns “i guess...i’m gonna go, I’ll see you after dinner kelly” Hanna says much more quietly, then she just disappears
I let out a small sigh, if it was out of relief or something else i didn’t know. I gently tap kelly on the leg “Do you know each other?” i ask her and she runs a hand through my purple hair “i do. That’s Hanna and she gets a bit worked up sometimes but she means well” Kelly explains and i just nod. I yawn and Kelly quietly chuckled “I think it’s nap time for you sweetpea, you deserve it.” she says and i slowly nod, a nap sounds nice. I finally notice the tightness in my chest was gone and it very much satisfied me. I close my eyes for a second and when i open them Kelly is gone.
I sit up and rub my eyes then grab a blanket off the couch, laying back down on the floor. I take a nap right there, not a care in the world, even tho I can hear my phone buzzing with notifications nearby.
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Wrote this for @ask-the-xzuan-family :)
