Kenopsia - Chapter 101: Chapter 101

Cold.
It was cold.
So cold.
I opened my eyes, blinking a few but I still kept seeing white-- It fell in my eyes.
I tried lifting my arms to wipe it but I couldn't, like the clothes were frozen to the ground... Wait... Fuck.
I yanked on my left arm, hearing the back of the clothing tear and reached up, brushing the snow off my face and looking at the dark sky.
"Fuck." I muttered, shivering, humans can't shiver when unconscious so it's now that it started, so much so that it looked like I had Parkinson almost when I looked at my hand and the arm of the ripped coat with the feather insides falling out.
I tried grabbing the zipped but couldn't, I couldn't find it, I was numbed by the snow while feeling like everything was extremely hot around me because of the pain that came with it.
I reached down and ripped up my other arm with the help of the other one and grabbed my knife, holding the coat with one hand and slashed it open with the other, lucky me my hair was stuff inside the coat so I could sit up without needing to try cutting it off too tho the beanie stayed in the snow.
"Oh f-f-fuck." I stuttered out, unable to control in, as I talked, none of the usual little foggy breaths came out... Or at least I couldn't see it, having trouble really seeing that much.
I shook my head, trying to shake myself together but I just felt like someone drove a nail through my skull.
I looked over my shoulder as I grabbed my head, the pain not leaving.
"Oh g-god dammit." I groaned out, I haven't learnt from your death did I dad? Oh god my head.
I sighed, I must have been out here for a while to be frozen to the ground, how am I even alive? Fuck.
I couldn't lean forwards to grab my foot so I sighed and despite it all, started to cut through my pants, trying hard to not cut myself since I felt just burning numbness.
"Ass out time." I muttered as I bent my knees and finally grabbed my foot and ripped the boot of the ground, it didn't rip like the rest.
I suspect that Jasmine will call me an idiot seeing the cut up pants.
I stayed sitting tho, taking a deep breath, gathering what strength I still have left, the cold has sapped most away and my head was killing me... What happened to not taking risks Andie? What happened to it? God dammit. You buffoon.
I pushed on my hands and got up crouching, head swimming but I did stumble on my feet, hunched over and legs jello but standing.
My fingers and feet started to hurt more like my head now as I kept moving them.
I hugged myself as if it would help any way against the snow and wind.
I made my way slowly to the door and pushed it open, my foot and the door seemed so heavy to move, joints in my body and the door protesting the push.
I closed it, taking a deep breath as I leaned against it, knees buckling.
I hugged myself while leaning my head back against the door despite the pain it caused.
"Fuck... JASMINE!!" I yelled before coughing as it hurt.
"Why are yo--" I never expected her to actually look this worried, I waved a little as she came over. "What happened?" She might be talking of my clothes or how I must long, I wouldn't know currently.
"Slipped." Was all I said, even just here inside it was a bit warmer then outside for me, we do have a mini heater after all now and the heat will bleed out through the door of the office.
"Come on, stand up." She grabbed my hand, making me hiss but push up to my feet and let her pull me to our room.
It was so warm in that room when before I'd say it was livable but still cold.
"In bed now, you are freezing cold."
"I feel like it too." I muttered, rolling my eyes at her but patting her shoulder before climbing in the room, on my hands and knees on the mattress.
Despite it all I felt tired, shouldn't be because I took a nap in the snow but yeah.
"Be careful, it is slippery outside." I muttered as I looked at her just in time to see a mass of blankets be thrown at my face.
I stayed laying, amused as the mountain of blanket was unrolled and my head was freed from under it.
"I can cover myself." I told her.
"Sure and I am the queen of England." She replied, I rolled my eyes as I closed them and sighed, letting her have this.
"Burn anything I touched if.... You know..... I don't make it." I sighed again. "I made the mistake to not when my dad died and caused the death of others."
"Don't say that!" She looked extremely worried when I opened one eye to check. "You can't leave me, you have no right."
"Just making sure, you need to survive." I pat her head with a painful hand. "The keys to the weapon storage room are in the drawer of the desk, don't forget to water the plants, be careful when you let someone stay and make sure they follow the rules." I said, eyes closed again and just impossible to stay awake.
"Don't talk like you'll die! Fuck Andie stop it!"
I just smiled sadly, falling asleep, knowing I might die like my father had... How cruel of fate...