Abbreviations: (y/n) = your name. (l/n) = last name. (f/v) = favourite. (f/c) = favourite colour. (f/p) = favourite pokemon. (h/c) = hair colour. (h/l) = hair length. (e/c) = eye colour. (b/n) = boyfriends name.
Enjoy!!~
-Your P.O.V-
You had to go to school the next day. You still had concussion deep in your brain, the unbearable pain-splitting headache got worse each second. In your classroom, all you could picture when someone opened the door was Clemont, with his tired eyes, pale skin and greasy hair from that day. That day you never ever want to remember ever again, never ever ever. Not at all.
"(y/n)! SIT UP AND FACE THE BOARD!" Your homeroom Teacher, Mr Akira shouted.
"Oh!! U- urm, sorry Mr. Akira!" You yelped, and sat up. Mr.Akira sighed at you, he walked down and patted your head. "I'm sorry that your friend is very ill, but that doesn't mean that you can zone out in lessons! You have your tests coming up!" He said, then he walked back to his desk.
"If Clemont was here then he'd score top in everything, I bet you." you mumbled, opening up your math book and listening to Mr. Akira's voice. It was really pointless. You could hear his voice, but you couldn't make out the words which was strange. You raised your hand up to Mr. Akira.
"(y/n)? Are you okay?" He asked you. You paused and gulped for a bit, but then you made up a brilliant excuse. "I've got a splitting headache and I've had it for a day now, I don't know if it's a migraine or concussion, but can I please go to the nurses office?" You asked him, pleadingly.
Mr. Akira sighed. "Fine, but if it's really that fatal, then pack up your books. You might be going home." You were so happy and overjoyed that when you packed up you ran up to him and hugged him. "Oh, thank you Mr. Akira! Thank you so so much!" You said happily, hugging him.
"It all depends on the nurse. She'll examine your head and see what's wrong." Mr. Akira replied to your happy words.
- Nurse's P.O.V -
I was just searching up on my computer, when a knock was at the door. "Oh! Umm...come in!" I said, as the door opened. A tired looking 14+ girl appeared. Her (h/c) hair was greasy and messy, and her (e/c) eyes were tired and there were bags under the bags of her eyes.
I could almost notice a dried up faint red stain at the right side of her brow. I was terrified of her, the poor thing. She almost reminded me of a boy that got in a fight a couple of weeks ago, but he ran out of my office. The poor thing, he must have been terrified as well....
"Oh, hello. Are you in Mr. Akira's class?" I said. She nodded. "He's my sisters son, all of the girls are drooling over him, they'll be begging to take your place." I was filing my nails, and she gripped her head and groaned. "Oh my goodness! Are you all right?!" I worried.
"I'm...okay..." She grinned at me, and covered the dried-up red stain with her hand. She looked terrible. "Let me have a look at the stain." I forced her to uncover her (fringe/sidefringe) And something horrible was there.
- Your P.O.V -
The nurse gave you her mirror and you opened it up. It was worse than you expected, there was a huge gash under it and it was very deep. Every time you touched it, a drop of blood dripped down from your cheek, it looked as if you were crying blood. You almost cried, tears swelling up in your eyes. "I didn't know...it was that...fatal...." you whispered, then you stared crying.
"Miss! What's wrong?!" The nurse asked. You could hardly hear her with your screams and cries for help.
L e t h I m g o .....
P l e a s e ... l e t h I m g o ...
You jumped out of the window and ran away from the school. There's no way that your going back to that school, never, ever, again.
H e ' s n o t c o m I n g b a c k f o r y o u ....
H e e v e n w a n t e d h I s f a m I l y t o c h a s e y o u o u t .....
"No....he's not like that!" You shouted at your mind, tearing at your hair.
O h ... R e a l l y ? H o w d o y o u k n o w a l l o f t h I s ?
"Because...he....he wanted me to visit him, he talks about me all the time and he stroked my cheek when I said his name normally for the first time!"
M a y b e ... m a y b e n o t ...
Y o u ' l l j u s t h a v e t o f I n d o u t ....
H e h .... y o u ' v e m e t w I t h a t e r r I b l e f a t e ....
H a v e n ' t y o u ?
"A.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" You screamed, you shrieked. You tore your hair in places, you were going mentally unstable when the seconds flew by, and nobody was listening.
Nobody understood how you felt. You wanted to get rid of everything that stood in your way.
You were going to see Clemont again today, no matter how the rude parents repel you from finding him, you'll cut them all down, one by one.
- Clemont's P.O.V -
I knew I was in an illusion world until I woke up. I was wandering around until I woke to my senses and saw my parents lying on the floor, sideways. I rushed over to them and wondered what was wrong. What was going on?!
I suddenly found out. They had been impaled in the neck, what looked like a really thin mark.
I was flaming mad. I really wanted to see who had done this, I'll make them so messed up that they can never leave the hospital again!
Rushing on further in complete darkness, I saw something that wasn't black. It was Bonnie!
"BONNIE? BONNIE!!!" I screamed, and rushed out to her, I saw that her eyes were filled with tears. "BIG BORTHERR! WAT-" Bonnie shouted. Before she could finish her sentence, the top of an Umbrella was forced into her neck, and right through it. She started coughing up blood immediately after it went in and the killer pulled the umbrella out, and blood sprayed everywhere. Bonnie fell to the ground and I saw the killer.
The killer was (y/n).
She looked at me with blank eyes and her mouth was twisted into a sick grin. That face, that face will always be burnt into my sight. "Hello Clemmy.....It looks like your sister had to leave for a bit..." She said. She wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my chest.
"A....aaurmm...(y/n)...Why did you do that..?!" I wanted to shout at her, but it only came out as mumbling because she was suffocating me and my face was on fire. She then kissed me softly on the lips, and I melted right in her arms. She tripped over something and I hit the ground, with her on top of me. "Oh Clemmy...I didn't realise you liked me...~" (y/n) said to me.
I saw her weapon, It was an umbrella but the top was extremely long and pointed. Before I knew what hit me, she had disappeared and I fell asleep.
- Your P.O.V -
You woke up in a dark room. You couldn't move around, and your wrists and ankles were tied together. Every time you struggled the ropes got tighter and wore away your skin on your wrists and ankles. Suddenly you saw a bright light, and you saw Clemont's father above you. His eyes were staring straight into your (e/c) ones. You realised he had scissors in one hand, and they were soaked with what looked like tomato juice because it was a lighter colour than blood.
"Oooh..hello (y/n)... Planning to kill my son again? WELL I WONT LET YOU!" He shouted.
His scissors were about to stab through your eye, when at the last second you blocked the stab with your hand. "Your a chav. You don't belong near my boy, you'll make him stupid." He whispered in your ear so loud that you could smell alcohol fumes from his breath.
You whimpered in fear. Were you going to be killed by Clemont's father just because you wanted to visit him? "Your kind and his don't mix. It's natural for you to bully him again." he said.
"No...no that's wrong..." you whimpered. His father stopped.
"I don't care. He may be a nerd but he's my nerd, and he always talks about me. He likes me, I'm sure of it! You can deny it all you want but your son is away sleeping at the hospital so you can't take control of his mind today, you disgrace of a parent!" You shouted at his father's face. His Father stopped looking you straight in the eye and turned his head low.
"You're wrong. He'll never love a disgrace to his school. It's something my boy wouldn't do. Listen up (y/n). Hook up with a chav, marry a chav and have nothing to do with my son. You should be dead already. Your kind doesn't deserve a place in this school." Then everything turned black.