Jet Star

John had been raking his brain for the past ten minutes.

“If you can remember the number on the bottle, or the shape or the color, it’s fine.” Dr. D said softly.

“I’m… trying… to.” John said. He was frowning in concentration and hardly breathing. “It’s a black bottle… the letters are white and it’s in… dirt?”

In that moment, he screamed and we all jumped.

“John!” Dr. D yelled “what’s going on?”

John’s face was red, but his eyes were still screwed shut. He was flinching. Pain?

“JOHN!” Party yelled “It’s okay! Stop trying to remember! You’re going to hurt yourself!”

“I… almost have it…. Just a little more….”

He was sweating bullets. It was actually something pretty amazing to watch. As much as he was suffering, I silently prayed for him to remember. Then, just like Party’s, a snap. He fell back to the pillow with glazed eyes. That was it? I shook my head in disappointment.

“Well,” I said, breaking the deadly silence “I guess we better go hunting for dirt. I mean, it’s not like we’ll find any more.”

Cherri pursed her lips. “There MUST be dirt. That’s where BL/ind grows their crops.”

“Right. Like we have time to go making holes in an enormous field.”

“No,” Pink said, smiling “I think I know the place he’s talking about. It’s really small! We can find whatever it is in less than fifteen minutes!”

“That’s great!” I jumped up and gave Pink a tremendous hug “Party, don’t get jealous, but I LOVE this girl!”

He chuckled. His eyes were smiling, and that was a good sign.

Pink took my hand and let me out to the hall. She was talking rapidly about something I didn’t catch. My mind was too busy wandering.

“How are you doing with the poison?”

She stopped talking and was quiet for a moment.

“A bit better. I mean, I can stand up and walk now… but I get tired easily. Dr. D had to take a lot of my blood out because it was damaged.”

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A smell. I dug my heels on the floor. The room. THAT room. The air here still smelled like blood and… death.

“It’s through here and…. I don’t know any shortcuts.” She was trembling too, but she took my arm with force “grow a pair and follow me. I can’t do this by myself.”

She was scared… or perhaps disgusted, and she was willing to walk through that room…. What kind of a man was I?

The smell of rotting flesh hit me as soon as we stepped in. Pink looked straight ahead, but that didn’t hide the fact that it was there. That HE was there. I turned my head to the right. The skin was blue by now. A gagged and focused on walking. So many dead bodies…. I walked faster and led Pink out of that room.

She then took the lead and I followed her through halls and down stairs. Finally, we reached a small, damp hallway that gave me the creeps. Pink, however, walked through this one normally.

She then stopped at an old door. it had nearly begun to rot. She looked at it with a sort of sadness, took a deep breath, and finally pushed it open.

A garden. I mean, a REAL garden. With plants…. And flowers…. And dirt. It was a small room. No bigger than a public bathroom. She was right. It WOULD be easy to search in here. I kneeled down and ran my fingers on the grass. It was nearly dead. Everything nearly was. Pink took a seat in a small bench and smiled.

“There’s a shovel over there.” She said, pointing to the wall.

I looked. A small shovel on a rusty hook…. A child-sized shovel. I took it and began to dig in the first place I found. Didn’t take me longer than fifteen minutes to hit the cement in the bottom. Someone MADE this garden. They had dirt brought in…. to make a garden… for someone.

“I used to play in here.” Pink said, absentmindedly “Dad made it… just for me.”

I chuckled.

“You make it sound like Korse actually had a heart.”

“He did.”

Whoah. Backstory time. I jumped out of the hole I was in and began to dig another one. It was a small place, so we were practically next to each other.

“I mean, we used to come down here all the time…. Then, I guess he stopped loving me and began to….”

Pink was rubbing the scars on her arms so hard they were beginning to turn red. I jumped out of the hole and took told of her hand.

She nodded, swallowed and continued.

“He would lock me in my room at night and… I never saw this place again.”

“And he would hit you.”

She nodded and took another deep and shuddery breath. I saw now that if I focused, I could see marks on her neck and hands. Her jacket probably covered the worst of them. Who knew how many she actually had?

“I just…. I don’t know what I did that made him so angry….”

My mouth was dry.

“What you did? Your father was a raving LUNATIC and you’re wondering if YOU did anything wrong?! Did he brainwash you or something?”

“Probably.” She said, laughing now.

I nodded and continued digging. Pink moved things out of the way for me and uprooted flowers so I could dig. Then, we saw it. Well, we saw SOMETHING.

Pink jumped in the hole with me and grabbed the white canister. Ii was a regular little thing. No special security. Her eyes were shining. This girl.... I was suddenly overcome with the strange urge to kiss her. I shook that thought away as fast as it came. Party would KILL me. or at least, take me with him. I shivered at the thought and focused all my attention on climbing out of the hole after Pink. Her back was to me and she seemed to be crying.

I got closed to see. The inside of the small canister was velvet. It had been made to hold a small bottle. ONLY that small bottle. Wasn't it there?

“Pink? Where’s the bottle?”

“Here.” She said weakly, turning to me.

My blood froze when I saw the broken shard in her hands. The black shards with bits of paper sticking to it. White words. Was this some sort of sick joke? I saw Pink’s fingers tighten on the glass.

“This can’t be happening” She mumbled, over and over again “This can’t be happening…. This can’t be happening….”

A drop of blood on the dirt. Another. I crouched down and began to slowly remove the broken pieces from Pink’s hands. A smell hit me. A strong smell. I wrinkled my nose and turned to the box. Velvet…. Velvet? VELVET! ABSORBENT!

I took the box and shoved it in Pink’s face. Her nose wrinkled too. Then, she understood. The bottle had been broken while inside the box, but the medicine was still here!

“We need to get this to Dr. D!”

Pink nodded. We stood up and ran out of that room, laughing. There was a chance to save Party! Around halfway back, Pink collapsed.

“Just keep going!” she said, laughing and panting “I can make my way back.”
I nodded and kept running.

“THIS IS IT!” I screamed, lifting the box above my head as I ran into the room they were all in.
Dr. D looked at me strangely when I showed him the empty box, but then the smell reached him.

“I see what you mean! I could get this out!”

Pink finally made it into the room. She was still panting, but there was a smile on her face.

“PONY! KOBRA!” I yelled into the hall “GET YOUR COLORFUL ASSES OVER HERE! THERE’S HOPE!”

It took them a couple of minutes, but soon they were there. Kobra looked depressed. As soon as I told him about our discovery, his face broke into a smile and he went over to hug his brother. We were all screaming and crying.

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Pink Insanity

A slight breeze hit my face. Then, a hand. It caressed my cheek softly. A whisper. “Pink.” I opened my eyes slowly to a pitch-black room. The hand ran its fingers through my hair. I looked straight up. A pair of eyes. Even in the darkness, I could see their greenish color. “Party?” I sat up “Why are you here? Does Dr. D know?” he sighed. “I just don’t wanna be alone in there. Can you… scooch over a little?” “Sure.” I used my arms to push myself to the side and Party crawled in next to me. “How do you feel?” I asked, softly. “A lot better. Now.” He said, pulling me into his chest. He let out a sigh and kissed the top of my head. “I love you so much…. I’m sorry I’ll have to leave you.” I looked up at him. “Dr. D is working on it. You’ll be okay.” “No. it’s getting worse. I’m not myself half the time. By tomorrow, he’ll have to give me two shots to the back of the head.” I began to protest, but shut my mouth. He was running his fingers though my hair softly. “Promise me you’ll take care of yourself.” He whispered “Even when I’m not here.” “I…. I promise.” “Good.” He whispered sleepily “Now go to sleep.” He was so warm…. I snuggled close to him and closed my eyes to hear his heart beating. “Pink…” He whispered half asleep “I…”

I waited for the rest of it, but gave up when I realized he had fallen asleep. I closed my eyes again.

His heart picked up. I shook him. His eyes wouldn’t open. Then, he jumped out of bed. “Party…” he was gone. Down the hall in less than a minute. I got down to the cold floor and chased after him in my white BL/ind nightgown. “Party! Are you okay? Where are you!” my words echoed off the corridors. I began to walk. I was about to call again when a hand was clamped over my mouth.

“It’s okay, sugar. I’m here.”

I turned around to hug him.

“Why did you run?”

“I thought I would throw up, but I’m fine now. Let’s walk.”

He pulled me close and we began to walk away from the snoring noises coming from the other rooms. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as we walked into the dark, empty halls of BL/ind. Then, he was dancing with me. We were spinning on the squeaky clean floors. His smile was strange, but maybe I wasn’t fully awake. I blinked and looked around me.

“Party. Party. We should head back. It’s… dark here.”

“You’re with me. Don’t be afraid.”

He then laughed and resumed spinning me around until we were completely engulfed by darkness. We had gotten to the other building…. How?

He then pressed me against the wall and began to kiss me ferociously. “Party, are you-“ his lips began to trail down my neck as he held me tighter. “Party… you’re scaring me! Are you okay?”

Another laugh.

“Let’s do it.” He whispered into my ear.

“Party…”

He didn’t wait for my answer. He began pulling down the sleeves of my gown almost instantly. Then, even I the darkness, I saw it. A glazed eye. This was why he had brought me here. He was planning to…. Oh no.

“I’m calling Dr. D., Party! Wake up!

I tried to get away from him, but he was kissing me again. A sound filled the hall. Fabric tearing. My hands flew to my chest. The gown…. I clutched at the pieces and tried to cover as much of myself as I could. I couldn’t fight him. He would overpower me.

“Party… I know it’s not you. Please, stop!”

“God knows for how long I’ve wanted to do this.” He mumbled, taking off his jacket and tossing it to the side.

He grabbed me and I screamed.

“Party… stop… please, stop…”

I began sobbing. His hands…. I cannot describe where they were. I was frozen. I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything except scream at him to stop, and cry.

Then, voices. Far away voices. Party smiled and looked behind him. Then, he turned to me.

“They’re coming to save you.” He teased.

My screams had run out. I could only cry silently and he kissed and touched me over and over again. This wasn’t Party… this wasn’t Party…. He would never do something like this… right?

“Just one more scream….” I begged myself “Before he….”

My courage rose and I pushed him as far as I dared. He wasn’t wearing his shirt. His chest was perfect…. He followed my gaze and smiled. Then, he told hold of me more roughly. A zipper going down.

“Stop… please…. Party, don’t!”


Voices. Much closer than earlier. Now or never. I gave him the biggest shove I could manage and screamed as loud as I could.

“There!” I heard Kobra scream.

I collapsed then and closed my eyes. I could hear him getting closer and closer….

“Pink…? Why are you…?”

I looked up to see my familiar pair of green eyes. He looked around for a second and his face went white. Then, he handed me his shirt and jacket.

“Pink… I….”

“No. Just… get away from me. Just leave me alone!”

There were tears running down his face too.

“I’m so sorry…. I’m so sorry….”

I hugged myself and cried. I heard him back away until his back hit the other wall. Slowly, he slid down to the floor and sat there, watching me and crying.

My whole body…. Everywhere his hands had been, tingled painfully. His lovebites burned.

It took the guys a few seconds to get to us.

“What happened?” Kobra asked.

I was about to speak, but Party beat me to it.

“I NEARLY RAPED PINK! THAT’S WHAT FUCKING HAPPENED! I’M A FUCKING MONSTER AND IF YOU HAD ANY COMON SENSE AT ALL, YOU WOULD KILL ME NOT BEFORE I HURT ANYBODY ELSE! GROW UP, KOBRA! NONE OF YOU NEED ME ANYMORE!”

I looked up. He was trembling and looking at his hands with disgust.

“I wish…. I wish I had a bottle of beer!” he choked out.

Kobra instantly kneeled next to his big brother.

“No. you don’t. Let me just take you back to your room and-“

“DON’T YOU SAY EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY! IT WON’T BE! STOP BEING SO FREAKING RATIONAL AND GET UPSET FOR ONCE!”

So we sat there in the darkness, until Dr. D wheeled in with pony.

“What happened.”

“I nearly… I tried to…. I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!”

He collapsed into more crying.

“Pink?”

I gulped. Pony kneeled down and gave me a pat on the back.

“That THING took over Party and he… touched me…”

“I NEARLY RAPED YOU, PINK!

He then looked up to Dr. D.

“You made me a promise. Time to keep it. It got out of hand. Please. Kill me right here. Right now.”

Notes

please don't kill me.