This part will be told in Chester's POV.

TW: Blood, abuse.

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I woke up in a dark room. It was pitch black, and it sounded as if the room was filled with broken glass shards every time I walked. I was terrified. 

"Hello?" I called. My voice echoed. Now I know that this room is big. I walked, the glass shard sound filling my ears. The dreaded sound.

"Hello?" I called again.

"Hello, Chester." a voice said. I froze. I knew that voice. "Abby?" I whispered. "Yes, it's me." she said.

"W-Where's Parker?" I asked

"In bed." I breathe a sigh of relief. I didn't want him to get hurt. 

The truth was, I liked Parker. I loved him.

I just couldn't live without him.

I hope he likes me back. I mean, maybe those kisses were just to comfort me.

I heard a noise, and the glass shards  rained down on me. "AAH!" I screamed. It dug into my skin, drawing blood. 

"Stop!" I begged, tears running down my face as she stuck more glass in my arms and legs. It hurt so bad that my vision was starting to get blurry. Soon, my vision was slowly becoming dark. In a matter of minutes, my vision would go black.

Abby stuck more glass in me. "You're not worthy of Parker!" she screamed. "You will NEVER BE!" She kicked me, and pain seared through my body.

"Parker..." I whimpered. "Parker, help..."

"He's not coming to save you. He hates you, just like I do."

Then my vision went black.

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Poor Chester.

Sorry that this was short.