(tba) Section 2: Free: Chapter 8
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Free: Chapter 8 Still Chrom's P. O. V. 12/15/15 I wake up aside my mate, who is passed out still snuggling into my fur after an 'eventful' night. I groan and check my phone and see that it is 7:00. I kiss my babe and I slowly get up to take a shower but not wake him. I return to see the room quite empty. Scratching my fur, I look upon the bed to see a note that has the words, "Went to Lobby for coffee, Be right back" lying against the pillows. I dress myself and get prepared for today when I hear the door swing open and the smell of coffee fills the air. I hug my shirtless wolf and his tail wraps around my body as he hands me a dark roast coffee. I smell it first, the take a sip. My favorite flavor. I pull Kyle into a kiss and our tounges duled for the right to own eachothers' mouth. I then grab his butt and whisper that he needs to take a shower before I resort to my primal urges. He chuckles and walks into the bathroom. I walk into ththe lobby, and soon Kyle comes trekking behind me. We kiss, and we walk to school. I soon come across the school. "Hey, I forgot. I have to go to the library. Do you want to come with me?" He nods cheerfully. We walk slowly into the massive room, with a clear sealing, and books filling the room wall to wall. I slowly breathe into the room, my fox senses telling me that what I want is here. I walk quickly to a computer placed at the far side of the library and enter Google. I type in Ordine Resuscitantem translation. Kyle asks, "What is that?" I look to him and say, "I saw this on Zenna's papers." He shakes his head and chuckles, "Stop being so paranoid! This school is perfect! Everything about it! I love you, but nothing is wrong here. I'll see you back at class, babe." He leaves, and I am left alone. The Google Search finishes, and I am left on a screen that says, "The words you have entered are Latin, proceed with translation?" I hit enter on the keyboard, and it comes out to translate to: Order of Revive. Huh? I change it. Order of Revivers. ...What is this? I sense it is a club, so I walk over to a club yearbook, and flip through its pages. Nothing, Absolutely nothing! I slam the book in frustration. Crinkle. I look down to the ground and saw a slip of paper with the scrawny, hastily written letter, "Meet us in the courtyard at night alone. There you shall find the anwsers you seek. -Zenna" I stumble back in suprise, that there really is something wrong with the school! I just need the anwsers! I walk about the library about to exit when I feel a sharp blow to the back of my neck. And everything goes black.12/15/15 Kyle's perspective I wait back at class, and read a book by D. J. MacHale(the Pendragon series). Suddenly, the intercom calls me to go to the front office. Confused, I got up and walk
quickly up there. Had I gotten in trouble? I walk up to hear sirens. I froze. Chrom! I dash into the office to see him loaded on a stretcher, bleeding from the back of his head, clearly unconcious. "Chrom!!" I rush to his side and put my ear to his chest. He breathes, but very weakly. I hold his hand and yell, "What hospital is he going to?" The doctor who had given us our shots speak up as several men in white suits took the stretcher and lay it in a white van. "Get in. He's being taken to the Memorial Hospital down the road." He helps me into the van. I bid him thanks, and the back doors shut. I hold his hand as he slightly breathes. "Chrom? Can you awake?" No anwser. I sit and try to relax as we drive forward to the nearing hospital. The bright light fills the back of the ambulance. A crew of four furs carry Chrom into the white building. I follow, but soon a giraffe lady tells me that only staff and patients could go into the observation room. There the doctors would run tests on what was wrong and find the best way to help. I sit in the waiting room, dozing off telling myself everything is going to be alright.
"Amor numquam est iniuriam ,Amor numquam deficereEt tamen etiam cum tempus venerit.Nolite itaque amittere fidem ,Hoc opus est maxime temporibus .Cuius foedera frangerent, non habemus ,Et simul his volutpat nos capere ." A female figure with her face young and cheery hangs over a wooden crib that houses a young white husky. She sings this softly, rubbing her hand through the soft white fur of the sleeping child. "Kyle, I love you." The female figure kisses the childs head and soon leaves him to sleep in peace.
I've had this dream. Quite often actually. My mother singing to me while I was young. What did those lyrics mean? They always soothed me, even though I had no idea what they meant. I wonder...does she love me now? In the back of my mind I scold myself for feeling guilt to the people who kicked me out of my own house, but I care about her. Even though they have made my life hell for the past 7 months, did they really want me to leave them without a second glance? Do they miss me? As I'm sleeping, I soon feel the gentle strokes of my fur. It feels so much like her, and just by that I realized I missed her. I missed everyone. "Amor numquam est iniuriam ,Amor numquam deficere
Et tamen etiam cum tempus venerit.Nolite itaque amittere fidem ,Hoc opus est maxime temporibus .Cuius foedera frangerent, non habemus ,Et simul his volutpat nos capere ... Hey, you awake, sleepyhead?" I see a brown haired husky over me. My eyes widen, but only for a second before I pull her into a hug. "Lissa!" She takes my hug and asks, "How is my younger brother doing?" "Lissa? How'd you get here? Your only 15! You couldn't have driven here!" "Quite! I caught a bus here when I heard the news. Mom doesn't know, of course, but I left her a note. I'll be getting hell handed to me once I get back." "Huh? You came because Chrom was injured?" "Come on! I'm no stranger to dating, Kyle! Whenever someone you love is hurt, you need to be there for them." "You're here...for me?" "Yes. When my boyfriend of...6 months, I dunno, was hurt in a car wreck, Mom was there to help me through the tough time. You don't have a shoulder to cry on...unless you have made more friends!" "I've made quite a few... Though they probably are still in class today." "So, what's happened to Chrom?" "That's the thing, I don't know. I'm hoping he can provide the story." A few doctors come into the room and call us into his room. It's been 3 hours since I started sleeping, I've been told, but I myself, cannot believe it. We walk into the white room to see a red fox with a bandage tied to the left side of his head right below his ear. My sister and I sit on the edge of his bed, observing him. 12/15/15 Chrom's perspective My eyes slowly and painfully open to see the white dull room I was being held in. Where am I? I then notice the immense pain from the side of my head where a bandage was wrapped. ...The hell? I grip it with my paw as I look over the long line of doctors with clipboards. "Hey there!" A strange figure says on the edge of my bed. He's a husky, with his white fur matted. He looked like he had been crying, but for what? Next to the strange husky was another one that looked close enough to be an older sister. "Are you awake now?" She asks, her voice calm along with her orange eyes. All these questions swirl around in my head, and soon, I let them fuel my strength to sit up. "W-woah! Easy there, Chrom!" The strange male husky says. He soon wraps his arm around my back to keep me from falling. His
touch is warm. His sister gets up and fetches another few pillows for me to rest upon. The doctor to the right hands me a cup of water, and after the first sip, I am reminded of my thirst. I drink the whole cup and ask, "H-how do you know my name?" The figure tenses up and quickly asks, "Chrom, It's me! Kyle! Your boyfriend!" "Kyle? How do you know I'm gay? Do you stalk me around the school or something?" "Chrom...please, try to remember!" He then pulls me into a unexpected kiss. I slap him hard across the face."The hell are you? I don't know you and yet you kiss me!? How dare you!" His eyes water. "Doctor, where am I?" "You're in Memorial Hospital. Now, what happened to you at Bradbury School for LGBTQ? Who made you come to the hospital?" "You aren't making a damn bit of sense. I should be at Franklton Middle School, and I have no idea who this person is!" I point towards Kyle. "Chrom, you need to go to sleep." "What! Why?" "Because you need to recover." "I will, but have them removed from my room!" The doctor looks hesitantly at Kyle, but he soon shows himself the door. I feel the prick of needle as they start to give me nutrients that I lost, and I feel immediately tired. I slouch back to sleep, still a million questions fighting to surface.Confined: Section 3: Lost 12/15/15 Kyle's perspective "-but have them removed from my room!" I felt a dagger go through my heart. H-he doesn't remember me. All those memories...they are gone. I walk out of the emergency room crying. My sister walks out and hugs me. I cry into her arms. "Lissa! He doesn't love me anymore!" She pulls up my chin and looks to the place where he slapped me. It was trickling with blood. She took a little cleaning napkin and wipes my face. It stings a little, but not as much as the pain of him looking to me like an idiot. "Kyle, love for someone cannot be lost so quickly. He loves you, he just doesn't know it yet." "How?" "He loved you enough to ask you out first. All of those feelings will not have been swiped away." She hugs me and the nurse walks into the room and gives us a brief summary on what they believe he is suffering. "Sorry about your boyfriend... I should have warn you to keep all of the important stuff off him until later, but it really does seem like he is suffering from amnesia. Bandage?" She extends her paw and I carefully grab it and tighten it around the point the blood had been bleeding. "Can he...regain his memories?" She looks at me and says calmly, "Everything has a trigger, Kyle. The long time you've been with him can't have been erased completely. He will regain his memories if you help him to. Though, it is
going to be hard to build a friendship with him from the ground up again. Especially since he slapped you and thinks you're stalking him." "What do you suggest I do?" "Fall in love with him again." She put simply.The doors bust open as a few of my friends come busting in, wondering what happened to Chrom. Zenna walks up to the doctor next to us and asks, "Where is he? What happened?" I solemnly tap his shoulder and told him that he got hurt somehow and lost his memories of us, this school, and me. Sully, a red bunny who I met, with her girlfriend busts in the room and says, "Where the 'ell is he?" Sharla, her girlfriend, walks over to us and then Zenna explains what happened. Sully then asks the nurse who did this to him. The nurse doesn't answer, and soon Sully demands to see Chrom. She pushes pass the nurse and walks into the room. I walk up to the room and grab her arm. "Sully! He doesn't know who any of us are. He doesn't even know why he is here. He...doesn't know...me... When I kissed him, he slapped me. He might slap you as well. Please, just don't wake him." Her red eyes soften and her stance softens as well. She takes a deep breath and Sharla, a grey wolf pulls her into a hug as a few beads of sorrow trickle down her cheek. "He was such a nice person... Why did this have to happen to him?" Zenna walks into his room, and he sits at the end of the bed. He looks long and thoughtfully at Chrom. He begins to cry a little, but wipes it on his sleeve. ----Zenna's perspective 12/15/15 I look here at him. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. He doesn't know anything...and I can't tell him anymore. The previous failure...It was too much. He wasn't just a test. He was a perfect person who we thought could lead us. He did well, and I am sad for his loss. Chrom... Ordine Resuscitantem will just have to wait till he can get stronger. I examine the wound by his head and curse at myself for not keeping a closer watch. I shouldn't have left him alone in that library. I should've given him the note elsewhere. I look to his sleeping form and come to the conclusion that he will get well... And when he does, he'll be stronger than before; he will be strong enough to be our new leader. I walk to his side and notice a piece of paper, crumpled up in his pocket. I slowly tske it out and read it. ----Chrom's note: I finally know that something is wrong with the school! I looked up the strange writing on Zenna's folder and it translated to Order of Revive(rs). I'm going to talk to him about it tonight. Maybe he will have the answ-(The note ends abruptly)
Zenna, 12/15/15 "Damn! They got to him! I knew I shouldn't have left him. I have to protect Kyle. He may be the next target." I think to
myself. I say goodbye to Chrom and start to walk home. Kyle12/15/15 I sit in the waiting room, and soon the nurse comes in and tells us what will happen. She holds out her pink clipboard and speaks, "Since Chrom doesn't know of his current whereabouts, I sadly will say we have to send him back home to live with his parents." "Please! Give me some time! I want to try to bring his memories back!" The nurse looks thoughtfully at me and sighs, "You have a week, any longer then his family will sue us." "Thanks" I say, and I walk into Chrom's room to see him still sleeping. I sit at the end of the bed, and look out the window to see it start to rain. "I love you, Chrom" I whisper as to not awake him. I then fall asleep in an armchair set off to the side. To get out some of my worries, I decide that I should write these journals, (of course getting Chrom's perspective on these events later on). I soon whisper, "Amor numquam est iniuriam ,Amor numquam deficereEt tamen etiam cum tempus venerit.Nolite itaque amittere fidem ,Hoc opus est maxime temporibus .Cuius foedera frangerent, non habemus ,Et simul his volutpat nos capere ..." The darkness of sleep embraces me when I take one last look at my peaceful sleeping love.(Oh the lyrics of the song are Latin, as is Ordine Resuscitantem. Reason? I just like the language. I might translate the lyrics in a future chapter, but you can probably translate them already thanks to Google translate.)