My Little Nemesis~ *HIGHSCHOOL/YTER AU* (DNF FANFIC) (cover belongs to me <3)

Chapter 1

!!WARNING!!

This story contains:

- Swearing

- Sexual abuse

- 13+?

- gayness

- Boy x boy

- Sexual assault

- People getting kidnapped.

- people getting killed.

These may not all apply in this chapter, but they will later on in the story.

If you are uncomfortable with any of these subjects, I suggest not to read.

(There will be some....unholy scenes, but I will warn you before it starts.)

None of the characters are mine. They are real-life people. I'm just writing a fanfic. If I come up with a character, I will tell you before the story starts. Also if you dislike them in any way, or think this whole boys love is...disturbing, then please don't read. This story is made for entertainment purposes ONLY. Please do not harass anyone shown in this story, no matter how bad they are. Also, I really suggest you guys watch Dream and George. :)Real names will be revealed in the story.

A/N: This is a dnf story. Please don't give any hate! Thank you for reading~

-Kai ♡

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George's POV:

It's dark. I see nothing, hear nothing, and feel nothing.

I'm afraid.

The hellhole in front of me seems to never end. It felt like someone painted a blank canvas and I was trapped in it.

I was standing. But now I'm falling straight down. I kept falling and falling until I saw a marble platform below me. I wake up, gasping for air.

What the hell was that?

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I groaned. I try to go back to sleep, but the alarm clock just won't shut up. I smack the clock, knocking it onto the floor. The beeping comes in a disorientated screech and starts beeping again. I pull my covers off my face, getting greeted by the ray of sunlight. I pull my blanket to the side and get up to change.

"WELL, I ALREADY THREW THE TRASH OUT. SHOULDN'T YOU BE THANKFUL FOR THAT?"

"IF YOU'RE GOING TO DO SOMETHING HALFWAY, ITS AS GOOD AS NOT DOING IT AT ALL!"

Their arguing about something pointless again.

They always do this. I wake up to them fighting. Everyday. When will this stop?

Nobody's POV:

George steps out of bed and as he starts making his way towards the closet, he trips over a box. He looks down and sees a wooden box, nailed shut with a lock. What is that?

George picks up the box and sees that the lock needs a six-digit code. Why is this in my room? He tries to pry the box open, but it wouldn't budge. He goes to find a screwdriver, but all of them were downstairs, and he wasn't in the mood to deal with his parents. He sighs and hides the box under his bed, and head to the closet.

Today was George's first day at this new school. He wasn't very happy that his dad kept getting fired and having to get a new job. He had to leave all his friends, although he didn't have many.