In this writing = Memory
In this writing = white room ig? Read to find out ;)Raven Recce:
"Fanculo." I cursed under my breath, when I heard the clock hit 12:00 pm. Now the rules are gone and the gala is over. Now we can do everything we want to, it's now I'm going to get kidnapped. Yey. Again. Yey.
I walked out of the gala with all the eyes on me. Ever since I was up at the stage and needed to fight a man. Every eyes have been on me, because I won of course. Everyone have been following my every move, it have been really annoying to be honest.
The cold biting on my skin as I walked down the dark, cold, empty wayside. I have been seeing a car that have been following me for a while, they think I haven't seen them yet. Stupid ass bitch.
I hugged my body trying to get warmer, I should have brought a jacket.
I heard the car behind me stop the engine. I continued walking like nothing.
"Surprised to see me?" I heard Felix say from behind me. I turned around acting surprised.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, hugging my body even tighter.
Wow, bomb...
"Well you see.." he smirked.
I killed your mom and now you want to kidnap me and kill me for revenge! Ok! We get it! You hate me?!
"Don't spoil our perfect plan, Felix." Victor said as he opened the door to his car.
Right perfect...
"I'm sorry but we have to kidnap you now." Thomas smirked as he got out of the car too.
No shit Sherlock!
"What?" I asked and got ready for the hud to get over my head. And just as I thought. I got a hud over my head. They infected me with something so I passed out.
The last thing I felt was some arms lifting me up and walking away. Then everything went all white?...
White, white, white.. as far as the eye could see. Is this how it feels like to die? Am I dead?! But I haven't saved my mom?!
With my many thoughts I started to walk, I walked around for what felt like hours, days, weeks, months, years... Nothing else but endless white space. I fell to my knees, my legs are tired of walking. My eyes tired of staying up, and the loss of sleeping. My heart tired of bumping. My brain tired of working. My skeleton tired of walking around with my body. My body tired after everything, overthinking, moving, loving...
I know I have been tired for a while now. Or weeks, years. I went to the doctor to see if it was something wrong with me...
I didn't think it was something, but Liam told me or forced me to go. No one else know about this.
Not even Liam... he think everything is ok... he think nothing was wrong with me after I checked with the doctor...
My headache got worse and a weird *pling* sound started to come in my ears. Tears forming in my eyes, dripping down on the floor. Or sky I don't know. My body felt numb.
I couldn't feel anything anymore.
"Amore..." a deep familiar voice said from behind me. I turned around only to be met by the hazel eyes I fell in love with the first time I saw him...
"So here is Noah's room." Jack said and pointed at the first door. "And here is mine." He said and pointed at the door over Noah's. "And here is Joe's." He said as he pointed at the door beside his. "And here is just a little gaming room." He said as he pointed at the door over Joe's. "And here is yours." He said smiling while he pointed at the door beside the gaming room.
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The Devil || under editing
Roman d'amourThis is my first book and English isn't my original language, so srry for mistakes and everything :) Raven Recce: She's one of the worlds best racers, and street fighters. She goes by the name 'the devil', she uses a mask every time she's in public...