An electric shock pulled me back to life.
My eyes opened widely and I began breathing again.
I looked around, still in a lot of pain, but It's starting to feel better, at least my heart is okay.
Doctor: Ah! There you are Mr. L/N, I thought we lost you.
I heard Reggie sigh in relief and looked over to him.
He was sitting in a chair next to the bed where I was in and just looked at the ground, avoiding eye contact.
Doctor: Are you alright Mr. L/N?
Y/N: Yeah, I'm good.
Doctor: What happened?
Y/N: I don't know. Just started to feel really shitty, that's all.
Doctor: We'll have to take a little bit of your blood, to analyze it.
Reggie's head shot up. He looked at me, saying nothing, but silently begging me to find an excuse.
Y/N: Can we do it later? I don't want any needles next to me at the moment.
Doctor: I...uh, okay. That's fine, I guess. We'll be back soon though. What about that man over there? Should we remove him?
Y/N: No, let him stay.
Doctor: Alright then, if you need help, just press the button over there, alright?
He explained, pointing to a remote that was hanging over my head.
Y/N: Got it.
He nodded and left the room along with the other staff.
Once they closed the door, Reggie stood up and began to speak.
Reggie: Are you alright man?
Y/N: I am now, I still feel like shit though.
Reggie: I know...I'm sorry bro, I don't know why your body reacted so badly to it.
Y/N: What the hell did you give me?
Reggie: Stage three, I even showed you the sign in the box. You saw it yourself right?
Y/N: Yeah, I did. But that can't be stage three.
Reggie: It was. I don't know, maybe your body can't take the jump yet.
Y/N: I've been using Stage 2 for long enough to be able to take the next stage.
Reggie: I agree, but as we saw-
Y/N: Did you bring me in here?
Reggie: Yeah, I had to, or else you would've died.
Y/N: Thanks man.
Reggie: Don't thank me, I'm the one that fucked it up.
Y/N: You couldn't have known how my body would react. No one could.
Reggie: Let's hope you can go back to Stage two.
Y/N: What if I'm already addicted to the third stage?
Reggie: I don't know...We'll find a way, I promise.
Y/N: Oh fuck...
Reggie: What's wrong?
Y/N: I still have to meet with MJ.
Reggie: Are you serious? Forget about her, at least for today. You almost died and you think about dates.
Y/N: Just wanna keep my promise man.
He stood up and took out my phone from my backpack.
Reggie: Call her and tell her what happened.
Y/N: Tell her that I almost died of an overdose?
Reggie: No. And it wasn't an overdose, just a tiny miscalculation. Just tell her you had an accident and you can't hang out with her today.
Y/N: She'd think I'm lying.
Reggie: Who gives a fuck? Just explain yourself so she won't think you forgot about the date.
He said as he pressed the phone into my hand.
I took it from him and selected MJ's contact.
Before I pressed the call button, the door flew open and a nervous MJ stormed in.
MJ: Y/N! Oh my God, you're alive!
She said as she rushed over to me and hugged me.
Y/N: MJ, how did you know I'm here?
MJ: Your friend Tyler called me and told me what happened.
She explained as she pulled away from the hug.
How did Tyler even have her number and how did he know what happened?
Y/N: What exactly did he tell you?
She looked at Reggie with anger.
MJ: That you guys were doing drugs. And you took too much.
Ah fuck, thanks Tyler.
Reggie went over to the door to close it.
MJ: Nothing to say in your defense?
Reggie: Just deciding if I should kill you or not.
Y/N: Reggie! She's my girl.
Reggie: I know, that's the only reason I haven't killed her yet.
MJ took a step back from him, still having an angry look.
MJ: You fucker want to kill me because I know the truth?
Y/N: Nobody is gonna kill anyone here, okay? Let's just calm down and think for a second.
Reggie: Nah man, there's nothing to think about, she knows too much.
Y/N: She won't tell anyone.
I looked over to her as she did the same.
Y/N: Right?
No response.
Y/N: Right?!
MJ: Yes! I won't!
She answered, totally stressed out.
Reggie: I don't believe her.
Y/N: I do.
Reggie: You're known to make dumb decisions.
MJ: The only dumb decision he made, was to hang out with you in the first place.
Reggie: He'd still be a loser without me. I helped him rise up and leave his old self behind him.
MJ: That's the problem. You should've left him alone.
Reggie: If I did, you wouldn't even know who he is.
MJ: That's just bullshit.
Reggie: You guys wouldn't even be together if not for me.
MJ: Are you saying the only reason I'm with him, is because he's popular?
Reggie: Obviously. You guys weren't together when he was a nobody, right?
MJ: You're such a fucking scumbag. Trying to play the hero over here, while you know damn well you made him an addict.
Reggie: I made him a popular kid at school. And most importantly, I created a Speedster.
MJ: How long have you been doing them?
She asked me.
Y/N: A while.
MJ: How long?!
Y/N: A few months.
Reggie: Since he began to win.
MJ: And you've been hiding it from me the whole time?
Y/N: Yes? What was I supposed to do? I think saying "Hey MJ, look at me, I'm taking drugs!" wouldn't have cut it.
MJ: You could've at least been honest about it.
Y/N: I am now. Better late than never, right?
MJ: So the reason why you couldn't come over to my place yesterday, was because you got high?
Y/N: No, it was because-
Reggie: Because there was a Speedster after us and we barely escaped.
MJ: What? Are you saying there is someone even faster than you?
Reggie: Way faster.
Y/N: This is the reason why we tried to get to the next stage of Compound, but as you see...
I shrugged.
Y/N: This happened.
MJ: This Speedster, is he also on Compound?
Reggie: No, otherwise he wouldn't be faster than us. When it comes to the speed version of Compound, I'm the fastest, and Y/N would have been the second fastest if it worked and he managed to go up to the third stage.
MJ: So how many people are at the second stage?
Reggie: A few. I was the only one on the third and I'll be the only one on the fourth. I'm hoping we'll be able to get Y/N on the third stage somehow.
MJ: So that he'll die for real this time?! There's no way I'm letting you do this.
Reggie: I wasn't asking for your permission.
Y/N: MJ, there's a really powerful being after us, okay? We need the next stage of Compound if we want to make it somehow.
MJ: I will not let you become an addict.
Y/N: I'm afraid it's too late for that now. I need to take the second stage two to three times a week, otherwise it's getting really painful.
MJ: Just stay at this stage then. We'll find a way to get you away from Compound.
Y/N: How am I supposed to win my runs then?
MJ: Who cares about your fucking runs? Your health and wellbeing are the most important things to me, and they should be for you too.
Y/N: My health will be ruined if I stop taking them.
MJ: Not if we can find someone who can help you get off the drugs safely.
Y/N: And who would that be?
MJ: I know a person that could help.
Y/N: Really? Okay, that's actually good to hear, but who would that be?
MJ: Doctor Octavius.
Y/N: Otto...
Reggie: I don't know who that is, but there is no doctor that can deal with Compound. Sorry to disappoint you, but it's a one way road. No way back man.
MJ: There is always a way.
Reggie: That's easy to say, if you have no fucking idea what we're up against.
MJ: Then let me help and bring him to the Doc.
Reggie: No. I need him. At least for a little bit.
MJ: What is he? Your toy?
Reggie: Just let me have him until we kill the ones that are after us. Once we do that, he's all yours again.
MJ: No deal. I won't let you do whatever you want with him, and pump him up with your drugs. You've done more than enough damage to him already.
Y/N: MJ, I know you're worried, but it needs to be done.
MJ: Y/N, they literally had to revive you, don't you see how dangerous that is?
Y/N: I do, but once we get the bad guys, life can get back to normal.
She let out a deep sigh.
MJ: If you kill them, will you stop taking Compound and give the Doc a chance to cure you from that addiction?
Y/N: Yes, I will.
MJ: Promise me that you will.
Y/N: I promise I will, okay? Once we get them and we're all safe, I'll stop and see what Otto can do.
MJ: Alright then...
Reggie: Shit...
He mumbled as he looked out of the window.
Y/N: What is it?
Reggie: There are a bunch of cops down there. Wait, is that a-
A shot went through the window and hit Reggie in the shoulder.
Reggie: Fuck, there's a sniper!
He yelled as he jumped away from the window.
Surprisingly, I was able to stand up really quickly and stand on my feet, without wobbling or anything.
Reggie: Huh? You're back on your feet already, that was a fast recovery.
Y/N: Where's my shirt?
I asked as I noticed that my upper body was exposed.
Reggie: They tore it apart before giving you the shock treatment.
Y/N: Great, why did they do that? Now I have to run around half naked.
Reggie: Be glad you still have your pants and shoes man.
Y/N: Gotta be thankful for what you got, huh?
Reggie: Damn right.
We heard steps in the corridor, outside of my room.
MJ: Shit! They're coming for us. What will we do now?
She whispered.
Y/N: Get into the bathroom, we'll take care of them.
MJ: You're gonna kill cops?
Reggie and I looked at each other before I responded.
Y/N: Nah, we're just gonna knock them out.
Reggie: Definitely just non-lethal knockouts. Promise.
Y/N: Now get in and lock the door.
I demanded, after I opened the bathroom door for her.
MJ: Stay safe.
She ordered before giving me a peck on the lips and entering the bathroom.
I closed the door and told her to lock it
Y/N: Lock the door.
MJ: Okay.
She locked the door while Reggie and I got ready to take on whoever came into the room.
Reggie: Some heads are gonna roll now bro.
Y/N: And rightfully so, let's show them why they shouldn't fuck with us.