Revenge.

Prologue.

"Wait!"

"Stop it!"

"Please!"

"You can't do this!" Marima helplessly cried out as her highschool bullies held her down. "I can and I will you skank. Just how many men and women have you slept with? Silence? Hah, have you been with so many people that you can't even answer me?" Hannah Grey sneered as she pulled a tiny pocket knife from her jacket. "I've never slept with anyone. Your stupid boyfriend raped me and you know it. You're just in denial. I know he rapes you too. I can see the bruises on you-" Marima was cut off by Hannah kneeing her in the nose. Blood began to trickle down her face. "Shut up! You know nothing you skank!" Hannah angerly growled as she grabbed Marima's arm. "I'm tired of your bull. It's time for me to make you wish you were dead just as much as I do." Hannah ran the knife down Marima's arm, gently pressing down enough to barely graze her skin. "Hey Hannah.. You're taking this too far.. " One of her followers said, her voice shaking. "Shut up or you're next. " Hannah snapped sharply. She plunged the knife into Marima's wrist, causing her to scream out in agony.

Marima jerked up in her bed, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. She looked around her bedroom and let out a sigh of relief. "Just a dream.. " She mumbled shakily as she looked up at the ceiling. "Why did it feel so.. familiar?" She questioned. "You'll realize soon enough, little girl." An unfamiliar and eerie voice said creepily. Out of instinct she stood up and grabbed a vase from her nightstand. "S-Show yourself!" She stuttered as a wave of fear rushed over her. She gulped, knowing somebody else was in the room with her. "Where could I possibly come out from, Darling? I am nothing more than your thoughts. I am the dark side of your imagination." The voice said, sounding more creepy than before. Marima held up the vase in defense, her hands shaking from the undeniable fear. "Stop.. It isn't true.. " Marima denied quietly. "Oh, but it is." The voice snickered. Marima felt something wrap around her neck, causing her to drop the vase in surprise. "W-Wha-" The strange force tightened its grip, cutting off her words. "Wouldn't you like to do this to those terrible people? Look at how easy it is with just the right amount of force." The voice growled evilly. "Nnn-.." Marima began before everything went black.

•Prologue end•

Word count; 419

(A/n) Thank you for reading!