Muffled voices was all I could hear. I was on what felt like a rock, but it was a metal table. It was cold and I had no idea what was happening. My hearing soon came back after a little while longer and I open my eyes, but when I tried to rub them, I couldn't. I feel a slight stinging pain, as I was trying to rub my eyes. 'Rope.' I thought to myself then sighed.

"W-well what are we su-supposed to do?" A male asked.

"I don't know." Another said.

"Guys. He's gonna be here soon and they still haven't woken up." A third male said. They tried to come up with a plan and they bickered and threw death threats at one another.

I growl softly. "Shut up." I say and they look at me. "You guys are so annoying." I roll my E/C eyes, and look at the ceiling.

"When did y-you wake up?" The first male asked.

"Not to long ago." I say and they just stood there.

"Well now we don't have to worry about this." The second male said and I sigh.

"Can I leave?" I ask. They laughed softly as if I just said a joke.

"Yeah no." The third male said. I close my eyes and gently hit my head on the metal table.

What seemed like forever the door finally opened and a tall male, no facial features, barely any fat on his body, and who was about 9 feet tall. He walked in taking strides which in no time he was above my head. I look at him and try to look away but he made me look at him where his eyes are supposed to be. He didn't say anything, as it was just us now, slowly static came into my head and shake my head many times, trying to get free. He didn't let go, having a super firm grip. I soon give in and the static gets horrible, and only a few words could be made out. 'We'll be watching.' Soon I felt my body growing heavy, and my eyes becoming weak to stay open. I black out and lay there on the table.

"Brian. Timothy." The tall male called and they came down.

"Yes?" The one known as Brian asked.

"Take this one back where you found them." The two nodded and the one known as Timothy grabbed them, throwing them over their shoulder. Soon the two walked out with them on their shoulder and the boys talked softly about the day, weather, and a mission they had tonight. As they walked, their silence growing more. Once at the spot, they put Y/N down and then nodded to each other walking away back home. Things didn't change form there, no one questioned anything.

I wake up a long time later and look around rubbing my head. "Ugh..." I had no memory of what happened. I sigh and slowly go to stand up, but instantly fall back down. I soon shove myself up and then looked at the time on my watch. "Aw....SHIT!" I yelled and started running to my school. As fast as my legs could carry me, which was pretty fast but my school is pretty far away.

Soon a car pulled up. A truck actually. Pitch black, and tall.

"Yo! Y/N!" The male said.

"Damien!!" I laugh and he smiles.

"Get in." He said and I hop into the truck's passenger side, and close the door and he starts driving. "Why are you in the woods?" He asked.

"Because why not?" I ask and he shook his head laughing.

"Smartass." He said, and I grin.

"You love my smartass personality." I say and he laughs driving.

"That I do." He said and I giggle. "Whats up with you and tall trucks?" I ask, and he shrugs.

"I like seeing you struggle." He said and I roll my eyes, and flip him off, he just starts dying of laughter. Sighing, I lean against the leather seat and close my eyes, now we had silence. Sometimes me and Damien would have many things to talk about, but today, nothing. Closing my eyes, I sit on the leather seat, boredom ended up setting over us. Damien stayed quiet as well, and he drove.

Once at the school, Damien parked the car and he got out. I followed his footsteps and we walked in the school, after he locked the truck. We walked in talking and laughing. "So your saying, you basically shoved a boy in a pile of shit-" I bumped into a bully and sigh. 'Here we go.' I thought.

"Well well well..." The bully said. "Isn't the little bitch known as Y/N." He said in a voice that cold send chills down anyone's spine. I roll my eyes, taking a deep breath.

"Move." I said with an emotional-less tone. He gave me a look of pure hatred and I look at him grinning.

He leaned close to my face, him being 6'2 and me being (Y/H). I look at him and punch dead in the nose, hearing a crack. He fell and sat there for a moment. I laughed, and he growled, going to tackle me, but before it could get bad a teacher stopped the fight.

"Enough." The teacher sneered. "Jonathan. Office. Now." He growled. "Same for you. Y/N" He said. Rolling my eyes, I walk to the office and sit down on the chair, not saying a word and I close my eyes, now letting my mind go blank.

"Y/N." The principal said. Opening my E/C orbs, I look at him. "Come on." He said and I got up walking with him to his office. I sit down and lean back in the chair. "Now. Tell me. Why did you punch him?" He asked and I lean my head back looking at the ceiling.

"He deserved it." I said with the same emotionless tone as before. He growled.

"Why?" He asked.

"Have you not seen how everyone treats me in this damn school?" I ask and he crossed his arms. "I hope your happy with how everyone is. Teachers giving me bad grades when I KNOW I did the work right. Kids bullying me for no reason." I look at him dead in my eyes. He just sat there. "Oh. Go right on a head." I say. "Say i'm not doing the work, say people think i'm odd." I start. "Well guess what ass. I've been dealing with bullying since i started elementary. All because. I believe. There are things out there that are real." I finish. He just sat there, then said something that made my blood boil.

"Suspended." He said. "Suspended for 3 weeks." Glaring, I shoot up from my chair knocking it backwards.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU AND THIS SCHOOL!" I yelled and threw his papers, then knocked all the chairs down, punch him, and I leave slamming the door. I storm out of school and walk to a random direction. "Nobody understands..." I say to myself and rub my eyes. I sit down by a creek, and under a tree. Pulling my knees close, I look down burring my head, tears tarting to fall. I sniffle and soon start crying. "Nobody will ever understand!" I scream.

Soon there was a twig that snapped. I shoot around, immediately having my fists up. I don't say a word, because that can get me killed. A male, dressed in an brown hoodie, a hat, and a bandana over his mouth.

"Why you here all alone little girl?" He asked. I stumble back, not speaking. "Let's hear that voice." He asked laughing. More bandits appeared, and I backed up. I put my fists up, and the bandits laugh. One behind me hit my head with something sharp and I fall to my knees, to only jab him in the crotch, and he fell over and right as he did, I uppercut him. I grab the object he used to hit my head and growled. My head did hurt, but I didn't care.

A good few moments later, I was sitting on my knees, held down. I put up a good fight. The first bandit grabbed my chin, putting his middle finger and his pointer finger under my chin, his thumb on my left cheek, and his ring finger and pinky finger on my right cheek forcing me to look at him. "We're gonna have FUN." He said insanely, and laughed punching me harshly, I hang my head and become limp.