"Ben! You stepped on my foot again!" You cried out, taking a few steps backwards and grabbing onto your now aching foot.

Ben stared at you and pouted his bottom lip out, "I'm never going to be able to do this, Y/N." he crossed his arms.

You set your foot back down on the ground and smiled at Ben, "I won't give up quite yet. Let's go again." You said, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

Ben placed his hands on your hips.

"Get the music going again, Toby." You yelled over to the boy sitting by the boom box.

Toby pressed play as you started counting out loud for Ben to follow, "1, 2, 3. 1, 2, 3...."

"I'm doing it, Y/N!" Ben grinned at you, showing his enthusiasm.

"Yes you are babe. Before you you it, we'll be at prom dancing the night away." You grinned at Ben, staring into his dark eyes.

The door opened to the right of you two as Jeff walked in, "What in the tar are you listening to!?" He walked over to the stereo behind you and kicked it.

The song skipped, but found it's pace again, continuing to play.

"Seriously, Jeff?" You stepped away from Ben, bawling your fists up, "If you just put a scratch in my Celine Dion cd I am going to kick your ass!"

"I'm not scared of you." Jeff spat at me, exiting the room.

"Calm down, Y/N." Ben sighed, grabbing your arm and pulling you back to him, "Restart the song, Toby."

You looked at Ben, your anger slowly melting away. In all of this chaos, he was your savior. Before all of the chaos, he was the one who saved you.

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You remember the day he saved you as if it was just yesterday, even though it was almost a year ago. Just last year your father had left, leaving you with your drug addicted mother. Soon after he was gone, you had found your mother foaming at the mouth on the floor in her bedroom. You tried to wake her, but she wouldn't budge. A few short days after that, you found yourself sitting on the edge of the ten story apartment building you grew up in, peering down to the cement below.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." A voice cut through the silence in the air.

You gasped and tried turning around, faltering at the edge of the roof and slipping. His hand was quickly in yours.

"Let me go!" You cried, "I want to be with my mother."

The elvish-like boy's face twisted in confusion, "Wouldn't it be easier to just walk down the stairs rather than jumping?"

"She's dead you asshole!" You yelled, trying to slip your hands out from his.

"Oh. Well why didn't you just say so?" The boy let go of your hand.

You started screaming as the ground came closer and closer to your falling body. Before you knew it, you landed in the arms of the same boy from the roof.

Your throats felt dry as you stared him in his black and red eyes, "How did you-"

"Come with me. Nothing will harm you anymore." He said staring into your E/C eyes.
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Ever since then it's been you and Ben. Ben and you. Not to mention all of the other morons living in this hell hole they call 'home'.

"J-Jeff broke t-the b-boom b-b-box." Toby stuttered out, trying to push the buttons.

"I have had it with him!" You let go of Ben and stormed over to the door and flung it open, "Jeff! Come out, come out wherever you are! I'm going to kill you!" You hollered, pulling your switchblade out of your pocket.

...to be continued...