I look up between my parents blurred faces, tears streaking down my tiny cheeks. I crane my little neck to see the woman coming towards me with open arms and a wide smile. I look alarmed between all the larger people above me, suddenly they all turn into black menacing figures, red eyes and wide evil smiles. The sky becomes stained with blood and the silhouetts of weapons are painted forever in my vision. I scream, starting to run from them until I fall on my face in the dirt beneath me. I look at my feet, seeing them chained together, along with my wrists. I scream again as the figures slam bars over me.
I'm caged, hanging in the air from a crane, put on display.
Tears shuffle my vision as I hold onto the bars, letting them frame my face as I shout for help.
"Please! Let me go, please."
No one answers.
Black figures drag two people onto the deck below me. A flash of light plays across their faces and I gasp. Instantly I can picture them singing me to sleep, playing with me on a swing set, or cleaning my cuts from learning to bike ride. Things all parents do.
"NO!" I scream as they're shoved onto the steel ship deck.
One of the black figures pulls out a gun, aiming at the back of my father's head.
They don't protest, my parents that is. When the light teases over their faces again, I see no tears, they don't care if they die.
They don't care if I die.
I'm useless up here, caged like a wild animal. I scream again, hopeing someone will hear me, notice us, just glance over. But it's no use, I hear a shot, ringing through my ears, echoeing off the walls of my skull. I stare at the fallen body of my father, seeing his blood staining the deck. The man takes aim, and I hide my face as another shot underlines my mother's dealth.
The figure pockets the gun, dragging my parents body over to the side of the boat, dropping them overboard. Leaving a trail of their mixed blood smeared across my eyes.
And all I can do is hide in myself, scream without opening my mouth, and hope I die before they can do anything to me.
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"Percy, I have to go to the grocery store, wanna come?"
"Can I drive?" I ask, waving my brand new license in the air.
She smiles, nodding and leaving the doorway to go downstairs. I follow behind her like a puppy as she gathers Tomas and Renee, bringing us all downstairs. We all fit some shoes on, my sneakers and her high heels before leading us into the car. I get in behind the wheel, twisting the keys in the ignition and groaning when the beeping seatbelt alarm starts. I buckle myself in, starting out of the driveway towards the highway.
Suddenly we're on the highway, a truck barreling towards us. Tomas, my adoptive mother and I are all clutching the wheel, trying to steer it different directions to get out of their way. But it's no use as the truck collides full force with our bumper, smacking into us with a metal tearing crunch.
The airbag blows in my face but I barely feel it as I'm starring in horror at my adoptive mother's bleeding wounds. She has a gash along her head and her neck is cracked in an unnatural way. I look behind me into the backseat, seeing Renee slouched against my chair, her seat belt broken, her head is also bleeding. I gasp, my hand searching for the doorhandle, but I only grasp air. I turn around, noticing the door was ripped off at the hinges and is now lying in the ditch. I shove my body out of the open space, rolling hard onto the highway. I jump up, rushing over to the semi truck's driver side, seeing no one.
Not even a dead body.
'I'm all alone?'
"you're never alone, I'm here." Someone says.
I turn around seeing no one. I start shaking in my shoes, my fingers practically vibrating as I shove them in my jean pockets.
"W-Who's there?"
"Percy. It's ok, it's me."
"Who?"
"ME!"
This time when I whip around I come face to face with him. His eyes are raging red pits, four inch claws protuding from his fingertips. The blue veins stick out on his forehead, his bald scalf shining in an unknown light. His smile gleams, dispite the yellowish glow from his beer addiction. He pulls his hand back, winding up before letting it fly at my face. It crashes into my cheek full force, knocking me to the black tar road. Grit and gravel form into my back, making me gash my teeth together to hold in a scream. He steps onto me, his foot pressing hard into my stomach, making me groan. I lean over, vomiting onto the side of the ditch as he forces more of my lunch up my throat.
His hand goes over his head again, this time his fingers wrapped around the toe of her high heel. He starts forcing the heel into my back and hips, making little welts and scraps form. He takes out a knife, making slits across my back and spine. I scream openly now, not even attempting to hold it back, and I feel like I'm about to faint.
"I'm right here Percy, please wake up."
I look up, seeing Toby standing in front of us with his hand outstreched to me. Forget what I said before, I want, I NEED them. I need Skylynn and Toby and My Aunt and Uncle and even Ricky.
They can help me, through everything.
Though I'm not so keen on being Toby's fake girlfriend.
And I'm not so excited about talking to Ricky.
But I'll do it.
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With a scream my eyes open and I'm starring at a blindly white room.
Please say I'm not dead.
Not when I finally want to live!
"Oh gosh Percy." Toby says from somewhere out of my sight range.
He grabs my side in a hug, kissing my temple. I turn to him, somewhat dazed, cocking my head asking the unsaid question.
What the heck?
"I was so worried! I mean, I was driving to pick you up for our date and you were just collasped on the road!"
Oh.
He said I was his girlfriend.
"Hey don't worry about me." I say with a wave of my hand. I yawn "How long was I out?"
"Roughly 6 hours." A doctor says, walking to the end of my bed, , asking "Any nausea?"
"No."
"Headache?"
Pff, my head was pounding but instead I just shake my head "Nope."
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"Uh... Toby calling, and asking me if I wanted to go to the movies. That was at..." I trail off.
"A little after lunch."
"And why do you think you passed out?"
"Low blood sugar I guess, hadn't drank much ether now that I think about it." I answer after a second of thinking up an excuse.
"And the welts on your back?"
"Doctor..." Toby starts but I cut him off with another excuse.
"I'm pretty athletic."-Lie-"I get scrapped quite a bit."-Truth-
The doctor nods, saying something about his son being on some sports team.
"Cool." I reply though I wasn't really listening.
He walks out of the room, leaving me and Toby alone, I turn to him "Why'd you tell them I was your girlfriend?"
He shrugs slightly before answering "I thought if I was your 'boyfriend' they might let me see you, but no such luck cause only direct family was allowed."
"Fine. We're Skylynn?"
"She's out with my sister Sarah." Then he smiles "Sarah really wants to meet you."
"Well bring em in!" I say with all the enthusiasm I can muster.
He nods, waling out of the room, leaving me starring at the ceiling until they come back in.
"Ugh Baby! You gave us a scare!" Sky shouts, giving me a rapid hug, squishing the life out of me.
I wince and she appoligizes, releasing me so I can look at the girl huggin Toby's side.
"So your Sarah." I ask her.
She nods.
"I don't bite you know."
"I know, I don't want to hurt you."
Aww she's so sweet!
"It's alright, come up here!" I say, patting the edge of my hospital bed.
She smiles, clambering up and positioning her tiny body next to my legs.
"So how old are you?" I ask her, deciding to play 20 questions.
"8"
"What's your favorite animal?"
"A cheetah, I'm dressing up as one for my costume party!"
"Really, that's so cool!"
"Yeah my brother is going to be a leprcaun!"
I look up at Toby, slightly amused.
"I told you Sarah! I'm not being a leprcaun! I'm a tiger! RAWR!" Toby whines.
"But I'm already a cheetah!"
"Tiger!"
"Leprcaun!"
"Tiger!"
"Leprcaun!"
"Tiger!"
"Leprcaun!"
"Oh be quiet Toby! You'll be a cute leprcaun." I joke
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A/N:
Hey guys!
How are all ya'll?
Did anyone else have there first day of school today [Sept 2]? Did anyone die? Anyone enjoy school? So far, today was all just sylabuses, how do you spell that? Anyways, my school isn't all that bad, it's pretty fun and my classes are spread out really well so I'm happy!
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Anyways I hope you're having a good day!
See ya suckers!
FanNerd