Ten Days To My Death

The Fifth Day

TW: Blood, swearing
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My eyes fluttered open. Did I sleep?
I stared at the ceiling, nothing on my mind for a minute, then I looked to my side.
Chace.
Chace, sleeping peacefully right beside me, not in a romantic way, but in such a comforting way- his eyes fully closed, lips relaxed. So peaceful. I wondered how I looked when I slept, though I usually never slept.
I hopped out of bed and got changed, checking twitter.
'Antarctica's boyfriend lol pog'
I clicked on the video.
There I was, on twitch, smiling like always and talking to my viewers, but then I yawned.
"Guys, I know Antarctica usually streams for like an hour and it's only been 25 minutes, but she's tired, so can she end the stream?" Chace said.
What.
That was when I fell asleep. Somehow, halfway through my stream, when I was out of frame, I fell asleep.

"Nat?" I swivelled around to see Chace rolling from the bed and onto the floor, smiling slightly. Energetic like always.
"Uh....Slept well?" I managed a few words from my half-awake mind.

Breakfast.... We did not have breakfast. I forgot to buy milk on the way home.
"You actually don't have anything? Like, a normal household would have bread, at least." Chace rummaged through every drawer just to find ants or expired melted pieces of candy, or mould growing in some.
"Well, my household isn't normal." I think my heart sank. It was weird, but it hurt to say 'isn't normal'.
I looked out of the window. The sun was peeking out from the horizon, a warm glow outlining every object in the house, illuminating Chace's features. Slightly pointed nose, midnight blue eyes and a small glint of sunlight reflecting them.
"Let's just go to school," I snap into reality when I see Chace tying his shoelaces.
"Your stuff?"
"Oh, most of my books are at school. Don't worry." Chace replies casually, a slight edge in his tone.
"I'm so sorry, I'll try to get actual food next time-" my heart sinks whenever he seems disappointed. How does he even do that?
"It's not that! I'm just so mad that you've been starving this whole time with no one to talk to, and literally no one supporting you!" My ears detect a loud slam when Chace punches the wall beside him, a small crack visible on the wall.
"Chace!" I almost scream, shaken from his completely angry tone I had never heard before. Flashbacks of my own mother screaming at me flow through my head and I shake my head, as if trying to shake the thoughts away.
Regret and sadness flash through the glint in Chace's eyes.
"I'm... I'm so sorry Nat, I... I don't know why I was thinking. I'm, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." He stumbles towards me,  looking like he was about to cry. Without warning, Chace pulls in for a tight hug while he whispers continuous apologies into my ear.
"It's, it's okay. I'm serious." I frown and tell him.
"I'll never let go, don't let go of me either okay?"
I nod, unable to promise him.
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Finally, lunch break at school arrived. Chace was at the washroom after Amanda, who was sitting at our table, accidentally dropped her plate of pasta on Chace. I never agreed to sit with her, but Chace insisted, and I had to agree.
Not going to lie, she was an okay person.
"Hey, do you still speak? Need therapy? Why don't you go to therapy for the depressed mental people?" Not this again. After a month of leaving me alone, they were here again.
Laughter echoes around me, mostly boys but a few girls.
"Aw, guys, she can't talk! Maybe she's just ignoring us, thats so rude though!" another person exclaims, and I feel someone push me towards the table.
"Leave me alone," I mumble, controlling the urge to punch them in the face. Hastily, I stand up and walk- as casually as possible- to my locker, hoping to enter a classroom. To my surprise, Amanda abandons her second plate of pasta and follows me.
"AWWW! I think she's scared, she told us to leave her alone!" A girl voice echoes behind me, and I notice Amanda shooting a glare to those behind us.
I finally reach a locker to feel myself getting pushed against it.
"Hey, just stop."Amanda's tone is threatening as she takes my wrist and tries to pull me away from their grip. I don't have the motivation or will to escape, or defend myself.
Boom. A surge of pain ripples through my brain as my head comes into contact with the locker in front of me.
A warm liquid trickles down from my temple to the corner of my mouth, a metallic taste added to it. Blood.
"Don't do that! Leave her alone, dumbass!" Amanda makes an attempt and shoving them away from me.
I feel my wrist get crushed against the locker, but I shake it off right after and a breath-taking blow impacts my shoulder. Almost fracturing it. Before I know it, I get shoved to the ground and kicked right in the stomach, making me cough sightly. It hurts, my shoulder hurts and my wrist is numb. But it's the usual.

Chace POV
____ Taking some toilet paper, I dry my clothes off one last time. Its barely dry, but not that damp either. At least the tomato sauce was gone.
I wonder if Nat decided to order food? My mind channels to think about Nat, I told her to eat. I hoped she would.
Slightly embarrassed, I slid my hands into my pockets and headed back to the canteen, hoping that Amanda would start a conversation with Nat.
Bang. I stop in my tracks. What was that? Subconsciously, I find myself walking towards the lockers.

My breath catches in my throat. Struggling to breathe, I try to open my mouth but no air enters. My heart stops.
Nat.
Nat, bleeding? Weak. Attacked.
That can't be.
Do you... Need a band-aid?
Lotte, what's wrong?
I don't even know what I did wrong.
Be my superhero, okay?
Charlotte's distant shadow flashes throughout my brain, wind howling and silence ringing inside my ears. My vision goes blur, my brain shutting down.
Too many bad memories.
"Chace, please help!" Amanda shakes my shoulder and my vision comes back into focus. I mumble an 'I know' and dash towards Nat. And the attackers. Jack, Schlatt, Clay, Mark, and their acquaintances.
"Fuck you!" I scream, my fist connecting with Mark's jaw. I easily dodge Schlatt's fist flying predictably at me, before successfully swinging a strong kick at Jack. It was as if every nightmare, every piece of trauma was spilling out of me. I was fighting to destroy the very thing that killed Charlotte's will to live.
Bullying. Such a small word for such a big thing.
Just then, I notice Clay's emerald green eyes glint right in front of me, his fist blocking my range of vision. He was aiming for my nose bridge, and I knew he would break it. Even though I had only been in the school for a short time, I knew Clay was the strongest of them all. He could be an assassin, if he tried hard enough and had real weapons.
I braced for the impact that never came. When I opened my eyes, I felt Amanda pulling me back and Nat clutching Clay's fist.
"Pretty strong," I hear Clay mutter as he pulls his fist away from Nat forcefully. Then, in a flash, he swings a punch at Nat, but almost like magic, Nat dodged. Just in time.
"Where do you even get this reflexes from?"
"I don't know, Anime."
Totally normal. Clay and Nat having a conversation while kicking, dodging, and running for and to their lives.
I could tell Nat was getting tired. Clay was too, but in a spilt second, his green eyes seemed to glow as his fist cut through the air, leaving absolutely no time for Nat to react.
No, please dodge that. I try to move, try to help, but Amanda stops me.
There Clay was, his fist suspended in the air, just a single centimetre away from her. Nat.
"I'm impressed. Anyways, I'm not actually gonna punch you or whatever, I'm ditching those idiots. And I was just testing your ability." Clay's eyes shift towards Jack, Schlatt, and Mark. Nat gives him a small nod, and Amanda and I cautiously step closer to the two.
"Lets... Go to the nurse office or something?" Clay speaks up.
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a/n: yooooo I loved that chapter. I don't usually swear but I thought it would add to the situation and stuff. Anyways, new character, Clay! In case you don't know, the names Clay, Jack, and Schlatt are actually the people from the Dream SMP in minecraft, which I love with all my heart and soul. Clay is Dream's real name, Jack being Jack Manifold, and Schlatt being JSchlatt. Mark was just a random name lol.
Hope you enjoyed, remember to comment and vote! Tysm:)  sorry if I don't post often, Im having one of the most important exams of my life and I'm kinda busy so yeah. Stay tuned!