Chapter Fourteen || Our Band Of Misfits
It was like a dream, but it felt so real. I could see myself, as if watching from the eyes of another, playing an a band. Viktor, myself, Yuri and a couple other people whose names were on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't say. Like they were a part of some memory that had been taken from me and ripped to shreds.
A brown haired girl, short and playing the guitar. Then a boy with white hair who was a little taller than the girl. He was playing a guitar too. Viktor played the drums, and I covered the vocals along with Yuri. A backdrop behind us read 'Misfits', in a graffiti like font.
I couldn't hear the song we were playing, hell, I couldn't hear anything.
Until the girl and the boy I couldn't name stopped playing and looked at each other, before turning to look at me.
Not the me that was up on the stage, but the me I was watching as.
"Y/N!"
Who were they!?
"Y/N! Wake up!"
...Ja'far?
"Y/N, I swear to god, I will not forgive you if you don't wake up right now!!"
...Jeshire?
"Y/N, honestly, just get up for gods sake!"
...Yeah, there's no mistaking it.. no none else I know gets that mad.
The view of the stage disappeared, and instead I was looking up at three faces. Yunan, Ja'far, Jeshire.
"W... what happened?"
"Lola disappeared, like Kat and Yurio. You fainted." Ja'far explained briefly, seemingly relived I was still alive.
But immediately, I felt sick. Something I thought would be an enjoyable experience was turning into some eerie, occult stuff.
What Lola had told us about Kat... it didn't even begin to explain to us how terrible it is to be the one that witnessed it.
She had looked at me as if she could see right through me, with a terror stricken eyes, for only a mere second. She had been there, then she was gone.
"What if they..."
"Don't. You don't have to think about it just yet, you should calm down or maybe get some rest." Jeshire said.
"What if they're all dead," I whispered. "What if that's what it is. This is all some elaborate gamble we all have to splurge on, except the money is our lives."
"Y/N-"
"The only way out.."
"Y/N, just stop already!"
"What if the only way out is to lose."
I was slapped, right on my cheek. It stung, and I raised my hand to touch it.
"Y/N, stop being so depressing! You're making us all feel hopeless, and what's the point in that? You need rest, and if I hear you so much as whisper something as ridiculous as that shit again-"
"Jeshire.." Yunan said, almost like a warning.
She went quiet.
"Okay, now that's behind us, get some sleep." Ja'far said.
I reluctantly mumbled an okay, which seemed enough for them. They left the room without another word- just a small, approving smile from Ja'far, one that looked a little like he was telling me I made the right choice in giving up on the argument.
They left the room, you say?
Oh yeah, sorry, is this a good time to finally mention they must have taken me up to my room?
Jeshire's POV
"I didn't think she would lose her cool like that." I said, to break the silence. We had all gone to sit in the main apartment area, but upon realizing that there were now only two seats in the lounge area (the couch had been replaced by two armchairs) Yunan had opted to take one of the chairs from the table so we could all sit.
"So she was the one who lost her cool..? Not so sure about that..." Ja'far mumbled.
"Shh. I was being protective."
"Sure."
The sarcasm was easy to note, but I ignored it.
"We need to find out what the hell is going on. But we don't know anything, and don't have any proof of anything, so how can we do that?"
"Why are you making it sound like it's up to us to figure this out?" Ja'far asked.
"Surely if we don't have any proof of their disappearances, like Jeshire just said, how are we going to get other students to believe us? And how do we know we can trust them?" Yunan explained (making my feel grateful that at least one of the two had a good grasp of where we stood in this.)
"So we're like a little group of misfits. We know something everyone else doesn't, and we need to try and keep it that way. Whether it's preventing the next disappearance or just keeping all this secret until it happens to someone else." I said.
"How does one stop something no one understands?" Y/N asked. We all looked over to her door, to see her stood in the open frame. She smiled.
"I couldn't sleep right now, even if my life depended on it. I can't leave you all to think about this on your own, but don't worry, I've calmed down now."
I gave a slightly suspicious nod.
"Storm knows too. One of his roommates disappeared this morning as well." She looked over to Ja'far.
"He wanted me so he could tell me about that, just so you know. We are not getting engaged." She teased.
Said boy blushed and looked down at the floor.
She looked back to me.
"I'll go get Storm. If we're going to look into this we should gather everyone we know who knows about this. We'll get more info without looking as hard."
And with that, she went to the front door and left.
Y/N's POV
About five or so minutes later, I had found Storm's apartment (with the help of the receptionist of apartment B) and was knocking on his door. His apartment was also on the top floor.
The door opened, to reveal Matt. (I had to look up slightly to maintain eye contact.)
"Ah, YLN, right?"
"Yes. Is Storm here?"
"Yeah. You're here concerning what he told you, right?"
"Yep. Me, Jeshire and a few friends are gonna do a little investigation to see what we can find out, and thought that maybe it would be better if you two were here?"
"Makes sense. I'll get him now, but I have things to do."
He turned back to go into the apartment, and Storm was the one who came back.
"So you decided to tell them two?" He asked as he closed the door, then turned to me.
"Jeshire must have told them. I fainted when they didn't know and woke up, and they did."
We started walking, and he laughed a little.
"The great, strong and sassy Y/N fainted? How come?"
"I watched someone disappear... it was eerie."
"Who was it?"
The amusement in his voice was gone.
"I don't think you knew her, but it was Lola, one of my roommates. She came to tell me about what happened to Yurio."
"What happened to him?"
"Take a guess."
"So you've only got two roommates?"
"Me and Jeshire."
"Okay. Let's stop talking about it for now, we don't want anyone to overhear us."
"Mmm. Yeah."
We were both quiet for a minute, walking out of the door of B.
"But let's not walk in silence? It's awkward." I requested.
He smiled. "Alright then. Tell me who you like."
I blushed.
"D-Do I have to?"
"Don't you trust me?" He said, in a fake tone of hurt.
"I do! B-But what if they h-hear me?"
"Oh, I thought he was in your apartment? How's he going to hear you?"
I blushed even more.
"How did you know...?"
His eyes widened and he grinned.
"Really? That was just a wild guess. So you really like Ja'far?"
I nodded sheepishly, my face still bright red.
"Well, just some advice- he likes you back, doesn't he?"
I nodded a little.
"Then ask him out, you're cute together."
My face went even more red and I wished the elevator we were now in would just hurry up and get to the top of the apartments.
As if my wish had been granted, the elevator stopped moving and the door opened up.
I dragged him out by the arm like an angry mother. He was laughing and my face was still bright red, and I honestly hoped I wouldn't look like that when I got in the apartment.
Upon getting to our door, I let go of Storm's arm and opened up the door.
"This good sir is actually evil." I called out, teasingly, but with a serious voice. The three looked towards the door.
"Why sit that?" Ja'far asked.
My face flushed bright red again and I shook my head quickly.
"A-Actually, it doesn't matter."
Ja'far nodded a little, confused, but left it at that. Storm stifled a laugh, and I glared over at him.
"W-We're here for serious matters... I'll run through what I know has happened, and if anyone has anything to add at the end, feel free to tell me. Storm, take notes."
"W-What?! Why do I get stuck with writing notes?..."
"You embarrassed me..."
He grumbled, albeit a little jokingly. "Okay, fine."
I went to my room to get a notepad for Storm to take notes, giving it to him and then starting to go through all of this strange stuff.
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