He awoke in a dark cold room. His eyes were blurry but he could make out his surroundings. He soon realized his hands and legs were tied to the chair he was seated upon, and his head hurt severely. His eyes focused and in front of him he saw a teenaged girl with dark blonde hair and dark makeup. She was sitting facing him backwards on another chair, grinning and squinting her eyes.
"Hello Alex, you're awake." She said smoothly. He recognized her from school. He replied, "what's going on, where are we?"
"We're in a basement somewhere, it doesn't really matter." She said with the same slick tone. Fear began to rise in his mind as he realized how vulnerable he was sitting there, unable to move. Then all of a sudden, the dark girl spoke up,
"Do you remember that we are in the same science class, Alex?"
"Yeah, yeah you sit in the front row all the time." He said in response.
"Yes, and do you know that one spot in that one desk that I've sat in every class since the beginning of the year?" She continued. "Yes... What does this have to do about anything and why are we here?" Alex asked with sure confusion on his face.
"Well, do you remember that ONE class a while back where you decided to sit right in my spot?" She asked, glaring right at the boy in front of her. "I think so," he said, "I sat there Cuz some guy sat where I usually sit."
"Ah, well, unfortunately for you that's not good enough." She said, standing and turning to face the other direction. "Wh.. What?" Suddenly she spun around and yelled, YOU SAT IN MYY SPOT AND MADE ME SIT ALONE." Her stern voice echoed in the dark basement. "AND NOW, YOURE gonna pay." His eyes widened at the spiralling thoughts of what she could do to him. "What the fuck, it was one time! It's just a se-" "SHUT UP." She spat, "do you know how outraged I was? Anger filled me so much that I dreamed of stabbing you right in the back, hearing your spine crack as the metal sliced into it." Her tone of voice made me feel uneasy. She slowly turned around again and faced a basic table, holding several objects. She picked one up, and the light from the fluorescent light on the ceiling flashed on the metal. She turned around and smiled evilly at her prisoner. "Are you CRAZY?!" He yelled, "HELPPPP, HEELLLPP ME PLEASE SOMEBODY!" "Nobody's gonna hear you down here Alex." She was still grinning and slowly walked towards him. She stepped around the chair and put the long, knife blade against his neck and then took it away. It was cold. "Pl-please I'm sorry okay I won't ever sit there or bother you again!" He pleaded, but it only amused her. "Haha, you think fake apologies are going to save you now from a girl who's set her mind to kill?" He tried wiggling out of the tight rope wound around his body, but it was tied well. "I'm going to do to you what I believe you deserve." His heart beat super fast, as he started to panic and fear for his life. She's insane, he thought. She stood behind him, clutching the knife in one hand. She reached down and took hold of his right ear. She leaned in and whispered, "are you ready, Alex?" The boy shivered. Then with one swift movement she swung the blade and it sliced his hear clean off. He listened as the hearing on his right side disappeared and pain took its place. Alex yelled and the girl laughed in response. "Oopsy" she said, seemingly innocent. "I won't cut the other one off, I want you to hear the crack of every bone I break in you." She walked over to the table once more, her heels clicking on the cement. She placed the knife carefully and the boys right side bled furiously. She picked up a thick, metal rod. She walked back towards him and stood as his side, facing his vulnerable arm. She whacked his arm, breaking the bone in it. For a small girl, she was sure strong. He yelled again in pain. She walked around behind him and faced the other arm and did the same. "AAAAAH!! STOP PLEASE STOP ILL GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT!" He pleaded loudly. "I WANT THAT DAY YOU STOLE MY SEAT ERASED FROM TIME BUT SINCE I CANT HAVE THAT ILL JUST ERASE YOU FROM ANYBODY'S FUTURE INSTEAD!" His fists clenched together but it only made the pain worse. She pulled the rod up and aimed for, without a doubt, his face. With a loud bang, his face felt numb and blood trickled out of his nose. It tasted metallic as it entered his mouth. In adrenaline, she threw the bloody rod across the room and the noise of it hitting the ground echoed like the screams from the two of them. She walked to the table and whipped up the knife again. She turned and bent right in front of him, glaring into his eyes. He could barely stay conscious to see her gaze. "Now for the finale." She walked behind him and rose her arms up, both hands holding the long knife. "THAT IS MY SEAT!" She screamed and stabbed the blade right into the middle of the boys spine, below where the neck began. Blood poured out both ends of his almost lifeless body, and she turned to face him once more. She smiled as she watching his life spill out of the wounds she made.
"Jodie, are you listening?" Mr. Adams called. She regained her focus and returned to the science classroom. And with her eyes pulling away from the Asian boy sitting in her regular spot, she replied, "yup" and smiled.
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THAT'S MY SEAT
Short StoryHave you ever been so protective of something that you go to extreme extents to make sure that thing stays yours only? This is one of those stories where a young teenaged girl gets so outraged that she does something so extreme.