OKAY WHAT'S UP GUYS. Anyways this is my first horror story so it isn't as good as I want it so bare with me. Alright so here's the story. :P

Vance's Pov

"Brent seriously. Her parents are worried. That should freaking tell you something. She hasn't been at school for two weeks" I stresses to my best friend at lunch, everyone else was gossiping about Seth Willams new makeover.

"Maybe she killed herself" he answered eating his French fries.

"They haven't found her body"

"Then she probably ran away. Look why do you even care?" he asked raising both eyebrows at me.

"I think we went to far this time"

"Forget about her" he said and I knew this conversation was over. I couldn't tell him the real reason I cared. I cared about her. About Skyland. I bullied her so no one else would. I was her bully which meant everyone else was supposed to leave her alone. I never took it to far. I can't believe I let this happen. My fucking brother raped her and I didn't stop him. The guilts been keeping me awake the past two weeks.

I stood up and grabbed my bag, walking out. Ignoring Shay's calls. I left the building and climbed in my Grey 2012 Camaro. I took a smoke from my pack and lit it. I inhaled and slowly calmed down. I cranked the car and drove home, smoking the whole pack that was once full. Once I pulled up to my fancy house. Well, my parents, I got out and ran inside. I climbed up the sodden staircase and into my room. I kicked my shoes off and threw my American Eagle shirt across the room. It landed in my hamper.

I layer on my king size bed and stared at the ceiling. Skylands face appeared in my head. I never 'told' anyone but I wanted her. Wanted her to be mine. I wanted to hold her hand in the hallways and walk her to class. To sit with her at lunch. Steal a kiss when teachers weren't looking. I wanted to protect her. Learn everything I could about her. Run my hands through her black hair. Stare in her hazel eyes. Wrap my arms around her. Kiss away her tears. Make her laugh and smile. Introduce her to my parents. To love her and make her mine.

She was perfect and so kind and caring. I've ruined her life. I see that now. I have to know she's okay though. I jumped up and slipped my shoes back on, and pulled on a clean shirt. I jogged down the stairs and out the front door into my car. I made my way to her house, tears in my eyes. Pierce had raped her, took her virginity. I thought I could talk him out of it, I was wrong. He had found out my feelings toward her and used it against me. If I didn't get her for him he would tell everyone. It wasn't that I cared what anyone thought about me but they would bully her because I liked her. She didnt even like me back. I thought I could find someone else for him but he wanted it hurt me. Just because he liked Shay and she wanted me.

I pulled into her drive way and saw no one was home. I checked the doorknob and it was unlocked. I walked inside. Wow, I can't believe she had to live her while I lived in a mansion compared to this. I found her room and searched through everything, which wasn't much. I was looking for a clue. Anything that might hint where she was at. I collapsed on the floor. The room was cleaned out. Which meant Brent was probably right about her running away. I looked to my left and up and saw something on the bottom of her bed. I peeled it off and read it. Omigod. I have to find and stop her. I ran to my car and drove home. My heart beating crazy. We drove her to this. It's all our faults. I ran upstairs and quickly began to spark something's.

"Umm hey man" Marni"s boyfriend, Sterling Mathews said.

"Hey, I'm staying at Brent's a few days" I slapped his back and hurriedly made my way to may car once ago again. I got another pack of smokes from my glove box and lit one. My good friend, Jake Pits, lived a few hours away. He could find anything about anyone. Maybe if we could find something about Sky's past we could find her before she kills someone.

Skys Pov

I was eating Little Ceasears pizza in a cheap motel. I had stole all the money my parents has hidden for emergincies. Twenty-five grand. I wasn't surprised. I was currently flipping through T.V. Channels looking for something to watch. I stopped when I saw Friday the 13th. One of my favorite movies. I watched as Jason slit somebody open with his Mattche. I felt adrenaline run through me. The victim turned into my uncle, Clay Collins. I was in Cimcinnati, Ohio, where he still lived. It was about an hour from home, Peaks Mill, Kentucky. My mind flashed to a memory.

Uncle Clay's hand went under my blue dress. I was only five. But this wasnt the first time. He unzipped his pants and out my hand in his private part. Our family was having a cookout so everyone else was outside. Uncle Clay had showed me what to do the first time so with tears in my eyes I did what I was told.

I shuddered and felt my heart harden a little more. It happened in this town. Before mom found out and made us move. But she never time the cops or anyone else. He never payed and I'd bet anything does it to either his kids or someone else. I growled and turned the T.V. off. I was already in a big shirt I used to sleep in. I layer down and thought of tomorrows agenda. I heard of this guy that could make me a weapon. I had found out about him through a drunk homeless guy off the street with a homemade knife. He almost stabbed me but I offered him money if he told me where he got it. He gave me the guys card with his name and address. Zaid Lambert. His apartment building about a block from my motel. I was planning on going there tomorrow.

I had changed a lot in two weeks. Since I stopped caring. I'm stronger now. And nothing can stop me.

Sterling's Pov

The guilt is slowly driving me crazy. I watch what they did and I didn't help her. She said I was pathetic, and she was 100% right. I really hope she's alive and okay. Wherever she's at. I wonder where Vance really went. I knew he was lying.

Sky's Pov

I woke up at eight and took a shower. I brush my hair and put on some makeup that I 'borrowed' from my mother. I figured I could charm the guy. I put on some black skinnies and my only top that showed cleavage. A red longsleeved shirt. Over it I put a black leather jacket that cut off below my boobs. I complimented the outfit with black boot and put my wallet in my jacket.

I walk to his apartment, enjoying the fresh air. I found his number, A-5. I rang the doorbell a few times and waited.

"What!" an adorable guy snapped, opening the door.

"Good morning to you too" I said pleasantly. His eyes open wide and he checked me out. My plan worked.

"Uh hi. Sorry. I'll be honest, I was up all night playing PS3." I giggled but remembered what I came for. But before we get down to business I checked him out. Of course way taller than me. No shirt and very toned chest yet still skinny. PJ bottoms on, cute. Black shaggy hair and bright blue eyes. A lip ring and many earrings. And let's not forget his tattooed body.

"So I need your help?" I asked him bluntly.

"With....What?" He asked gulping. Dirty mind. I guess that could work though since I'm not a virigin anymore and I didn't give a fuck. Plus he was really hot.

"Well someone told me you could make me a knife. Can you?"

"Uh yeah. Come in" I did and sat in his black leather couch as he ran upstairs. He came down still no shirt but had glasses.

"But the glasses were nesscary" I mummbled.

"I can put a shirt on"

"I was joking. I like the view." He blushed and sat down beside me.

"So how old are you?"

"17 but I have a lot of money. Please I ran away and I can't go back and I need to protect myself." My voice cracked, on purpose.

"Okay. Don't cry.", I leaned into his open arms,"I know how it feels. I ran away too. Ill see what I can do" he said still unsure.

"I won't tell. I promise" I said pressing my chest against him as I looked innocently in his eyes.

"I uh believe um you but" He trailed off.

"I need something else"

"What?"

"You" I crashed my lips to his and he kissed back instantly. I threw my left leg around his waist and straddled him. I grinded agaist him and he groaned. He kicked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth. Our tongues explored each other and I gave into my horomones. Deciding to forget about the world for awhile. I slid my jacket off and he took my shirt.

"Upstairs?" I mummbled against his lips. He stood up, my legs still around him and climbed the stairs, not breaking our make out. Once we made it to his room, he threw me on the bed and took his pants off. He crawled on top of me. He kissed down my neck to my stomach. I raised my hips and he took my jeans off. I slid offs his boxers. Nice. He undid my bra and massaged my breasts causing me to moan and a smirk appear on his face.

I grabbed him and he groaned. I smirked and he glared at me. I slammed our lips together again and he slipped my panties off. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pushed in me. We both moaned. He started thrusting in and out and I dug my nails in his back. I felt myself reach my peak and screamed as I finished. He came in me with a groan. He pulled out and layed beside me. Our bodies glistened with sweat and our breathing heavy.

"I'm Zaid by the way"

"I know, I'm Skyland"

"Nice to meet you. So what kind of knife you want?" He asked breathlessly.

"You might think I'm crazy but is there anyway you could make one out of razor blades?" His head snapped to look at me.

"Uh I already have one" he whispered. I stared at him wide-eyed. He got up and went to a drawer from his black dresser. He pulled out a case and handed it to me. I opened it and saw the most beautiful knife.

"Why do you have it?"

"If I told you you'd run out screaming for the cops"

"Well you do have this knife. You'd do the same if I told you why I needed it"

"Try me" I paused. Thinking if I should tell him or not. He had to have the same idea. What other reason would I need to call the cops for. I felt like I could tell him, could trust him. I took a deep breath.

"Im gonna use it to........kill any and everyone who's hurt me." His eyes widened and he looked at his hands.

"That's why I made it. Because it was"

"Ironic", I finished for him,"That because of them we used razors to harm ourselves so that's how we'll kill them"

He slowly looked into my eyes. "Exactly". We grinned at each other. I could tell we were thinking the same thing.

"I guess I'll have to make another one" he said smirking.

"You were thinking"

"That we could do it. Together." I grinned and put the knife back in its box.

"Here. This ones yours". He put it on his bedside table and I pushed him down. I crawled on top of him and we both grinned at each other.

"How old are you by the way?" I asked him.

"Twenty" I kissed him hard. Thankful I found someone who understood.

SO WHATCHA THINK?

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VANCE NOW?

WHAT SHOULD STERLING SHOULD'VE DONE?

DO YOU LIKE ZAID?

DO YOU LIKE SKYLANDS NEW FOUND SELF?

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