The Betrayal

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We walked out of the apartment, I looked at the ground so that no one would recognize me.

It worked...gladly.

Yuki and I arrived at a big house.

Yuki knocked on the large door.

It was a two story house that was dark blue, the door was a dark brown, and it wasn't the cleanest yard.

Then the door opened.

"Oh hey Yuki, who's your girlfriend?"

The guy was tan, a bit overweight, green and brown eyes, and short black hair.

"She's not my girlfriend Jungo...she's a friend, and her name is Amaya."

Yuki made sure he understood while keeping a happy attitude.

Jungo let us in, although I felt a weird feeling after passing by him.

"So why are you here Yuki?"

"Do you promise to not tell anyone?"

"Of course I won't."

Yuki made sure that he understood my life story.

"Dude...that sucks, I'm sorry."

I nodded.

LATER THAT NIGHT

I had put on one of Yuki's shirts, it fit me loosely and like a dress.

There was an extra room, Yuki was in the same room as I was.

"Yuki..."

"Yeah?"

"No one will...hurt me will they?"

"Not while I'm still alive."

He put his arm around me as I slept.

"Thank you...Yuki..."

Those were the last words I said to him before falling into my sleep.

A FEW HOURS LATER

I felt as if I were being lifted a bit roughly.

Then I felt like I was set down.

I opened my eyes slowly and saw a large body walking out of the room.

I sat up.

Yuki woke up as well.

"A-Amaya..are you alright?"

I looked at him and nodded.

"Um...bad dream..."

He nodded and fell back asleep.

I got up and snuck to a corner and heard Jungo on his phone.

"Yes. Amaya. Asylum? Yes. What about the money reward? Really?! No, I'll bring her. A few hours. Thank you."

He...he's...why?

I felt someone behind me, I turned and I saw Yuki.

I grabbed onto his shirt tightly.

"He's trying to send me back! I just heard him! We have to leave now Yuki!!"

I started feeling scared, Yuki understood and took me by my hand.

"You're sure about it?"

I nodded quickly, fighting back tears.

He nodded in understanding.

We heard footsteps coming towards us.

"I've got something planned out...I'll be right back."

He whispered that to me softly.

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