Tokyo Caves

The first encounter

Hello there! Well this is my first story on wattpad and I really hope you like it. If you do then please comment and vote. If you don't then screw y- I mean please leave some constructive criticism or something like that. Ok then here you go guys, my first story.

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I groggily sat up, rubbing my eyes and then proceeding to stretch. I had slept deeply and I still felt kind of fuzzy. Maybe thats why I didn't notice the absence of a bed. Maybe thats why I didn't realize that the thin blanket wrapped around my torso was in no way similar to my regular duvet. And maybe thats why I didn't realize that I wasn't in my room at all.

Infact I had no idea where I was, and the minute the realization hit me, my pulse quickened and my heart started to make violent attempts at escaping my chest. I got up quickly and tried to absorb what was around me. I was in a large, dimly lit room. There were two people sleeping on the floor next to my "bed", both of which had the same thin blanket as me. A boy and a girl. Both peacefully sleeping, with me looming over. I backed away from them quietly so as not to wake them up. I was struggling to hold in the scream that was bubbling inside of me, as I tried to calm down and see if there was anyway to escape.

There wasn't.

The room was four solid walls with no doors or windows. It was huge though, so huge infact that I could not make out the ceiling. Obviously whatever drug had been administered to me to knock me out was still in my system because looking up at the apparently nonexistant ceiling was making me dizzy. I held my head in my hands to regain balance while simoultaneously wondering how my kidnapper had manged to put me in this God forsaken room without pushing me through a door or window.

"They put us in through the top. There is no roof but there's no point in trying to escape because the walls are too high. Even I couldn't scale them so theres no point in someone like you trying." said a mysterious voice behind me. I tensed up and turned around slowly to match the voice with a face. There was a boy on the far side of the room, his body was half hidden in the shadows, which explained why I hadn't seen him before. He was leaning against the wall in such a way that I could only make out half of his face. He looked at me with contempt as if I was a low life messing up his world.

"Who are you?" I asked suspiciously, with my eyes narrowed but my heart pounding.

"Doesn't matter." He said passively as if the situation bored him to no end.

"Are- are you the one who kidnapped me?" I asked, taking a step back. His apathetic demeanor was terrifying me. At this question he let out a loud laugh, as if my assumption was outrageous, but then quickly went back to his indifferent attitude.

"Are you stupid? Why would I kidnap you? Oh no, see I was kidnapped and put into this hell hole with you. I will escape soon though so we won't have to see each other long." He scowled at me. But that didn't matter to me at the moment. He said he was going to escape so he must have had a plan and I wanted in. No way was I going to stay here and see my kidnapper.

"How are you going to escape?" I asked curiously " My name's Aanya by the way. I think we should help each other out -"

"No." He said bluntly.

"No what?" I asked confused.

"No I'm not telling you how to escape and no I'm not helping you. As for your name, I couldn't care less"  he put bluntly again. 

"But...we...oh" I sputtered embarrassed. I turned around hurriedly and sat back down on the thin blanket I had previously been wrapped in. Suddenly a sharp pain spread through my head. I groaned inwardly.

"Not this. Not now" I whispered to myself "It's just the drugs. It's not one of those headaches"

But as the pain intensified I had to come to the conclusion that it was not the drugs but one of those headaches. The ones I've been having since I was little. The ones that baffled me. The headaches that gave me some weird kind of premonition, where they would start suddenly before I made a mistake that could mess up my life forever. Coming at times when I had such ideas as cutting my own hair, sticking random things into the electric socket, running away from home "for fun" and other equally horrible ideas. They came as a warning, telling me that I was going to regret whatever I was about to do and the less I listened to them the more pain I experianced until it became debilitating. 

I had learned from an early age not to mention these headaches to anyone. Mentioning them once at the playground made me an ostrascized loner until the loneliness became to much and our family had to move. It was sad that I had to keep these headaches, my weird guardian angel of sorts, away from my new friends like a shameful secret. But now they were telling me to talk to jerkface and I could do nothing else but obey.

I sighed and turned around to face jerkface again. This time he was staring right at me and I noticed something new that I hadn't seen before. On the right side of his face, which had been hidden from me before, was a long, thin scar. Extending from his temple to his mid cheek. I also was now well aware of how attractive he was, with his raven black hair and steel blue eyes. His skin was slightly brown and I couldn't quite decide what nationality he was. He seemed to belong to all of them. Of course I didn't admit it.

"Look" I started " I know you don't like me and I'm not particularly fond of you either but I really think that we should help each other out. We are in this together." I said, hoping he would be convinced.

"There is literally nothing you could do that could help me in any shape or form" He said haughtly. He was getting annoyed at me and was making it blatantly obvious. " I already made myself clear before, why would you even ask again?' he asked me.

Because my headache told me to,  I thought

"I just thought I'd give it another try." I said and then shrugged my shoulders as if it was no big deal. It was a big deal though. The more time we spent here doing nothing, the more my heartbeat increased and scary images of hooded figures in trench coats came to mind. I needed to escape, and quickly. But before I could think of a plan, I felt my eyes droop and my mind slow until darkness completely pulled me into its dark embrace once more.

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