When I awoke I was startled to see a emo-looking girl staring at me from her seat in a clashing blue chair. Her light brown bangs covered her right eye, but I could still feel her entire startling gaze on me. Her jacket was all black, contrasting with her snow white skin. Her piercing icy gray-blue eyes borrowed into my very soul, as the deep bags under her eyes made them look even scarier. She looked like a ghost in all honesty! But those eyebrows...Big, but not England big...and that curl!
"Oh, awake now are we?" She smiled, slightly. "Sorry, I didn't get to introduce myself, I'm Ohio, or Brooklyn if you prefer." Light pink dusted her cheeks, I only cocked my head. I thought the states were apart of America's body! I quickly pushed all thoughts aside and decided to ask what was really on my mind.
"W-Where am I?" I got out hoarsely. She stiffened a bit, but then I saw her muscles relax. She fidgeted, but still replied. "You're in the Second Player dimension. I, like you, was forced here myself. At least you got the gentleman, I was picked by the asshole." She grumbled the last part out. Now I was really confused. Did she mean...? "You mean, 2p!America?" I asked wearily. She sighed and nodded. I could tell she hated it here. "Hey, how about I give you a tour around the house? Then I'll make breakfast!" She smiled, I believe she's trying to make me feel at home here? I have no idea, but I feel as though me and her are most likely going to be the best of friends, or the worst of enemies.
As we walked through the many halls, corridors, and stairways, she comes out and tells me something. "Look, you need to save yourself. This place-" She motioned with her hands to walls and everything around us, "-is a living nightmare! I don't want you to suffer like me...There's a-" Her voice cracked into nothing when a tan hand landed on her shoulder. "What are you telling the little lady, Brook?" 2p!America sneered, bloody bat held tightly in his hands. "Oh! Uh- Nothing of importance Al! Just small talk, you know? I was just telling her about how I'm an introvert and not good at this "tour" thing, and it's all just girl stuff mostly." She said with a flash of an innocent smile. Al grumbled and walked off, saying something along the lines of, "Whatever, keep that shit to yourselves then, I don't want to hear it."
Brooklyn let out the breath she was holding. "God that was close." She said as she rubbed the bridge of her nose with her finger tips. We continued walking and chatting quietly, but she never brought up the escape stuff, "too many hidden ears, and prying eyes." She told me.
-time skip-
"-And then the whole grill caught fire!" I said using hand movements to demonstrate my story. Her eye(s?) were wide and and she laughed when I made firetruck noises. "Ah, the sad thing is is that my parents won't ever let me around anything that could be potentially a fire hazard." I said, my smile solemn. Our chatter died down as she pushed open a pair of big double doors. Daylight shined brightly in my face and I had to shield my eyes until they adjusted. "This leads to the garden, come on!" Brooklyn said as she grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me out into the great outdoors. When I finally got to look around I saw many varieties of plants. They all were different colors and types. It was the most extravagant garden I had ever seen! It was like I was living in Barbie's Dream house!
I couldn't form words. She giggled. "Pretty impressive huh?" She said as she lead me to an apple tree. We sat in the shade in silence, taking in the beautiful scenery. I turned to look at her, her eyes were closed so I took this as my opportunity to look at her features more closely. Her sleeves were rolled up, and her fingers twitched in the grass. Though there was something that caught me off guard; There were bruises on her arms and cuts on her knuckles. Without thinking my hands went to touch the dark marks. Her eyes shot open but she didn't move, her body tensed up at the same time. My fingers gently glided over her frail skin. "Brooklyn?" I asked.
"Yes?" She said quietly. "Did...Did Al do this to you?" She swallowed hard and I could see tears swelling in her eyes.
"Ladies!"
A/N: This is for all of those who asked for an update! I know it's short, but I written the original a long time a go, and my writing skills are better now, but I have no idea where I was going with the plot.
but this is what Ohio looks like
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