No Life

19- Martyn/Scar

Updating this! Finally! Let's see if I can work through this writers block.. (I hate writers block so much... Like I couldn't even think of a story idea.. Do you know how hard it is for me to NOT think of story ideas?!)

also, C.ai id being annoying so I have to log in and it takes fucking forever to load so.. Yea.. Another reason I'm writing this (update! It's working now!)

also! This takes place in the normal world/server, besides for like one part but it's clear when that shit is and when it ends

warnings:
murder
mentions of past abuse
mentions of torture
Implications of being suicidal
Implied grape/SA
abuse of power
Fear baiting
A narcissist
swearing
suicide bating
acoholism
mentions of drugs
implied (very lightly implied) sexual abuse

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after watching Qulia kill Helenna's mother I took a steo back and almost fell over, tripping over a stick that was on the ground, wincing softly when it nabbed my ankle slightly, Qulia looked at me then sighed and she was gone, I felt my eyes getting heavier as I leaned my back against a tree to try and stable myself

"Let it happen my dear.. You need it, you've been awake for a week straight." I heard the soft voice say, I frowned and took a deep breath and tried to register whose voice it was, I closed my eyes for a second then I was back in the old classroom

I looked around, seeing it half burned down, remembering what had happened in there as I held myself as close to myself as I could, keeping my legs closed as fight or flight kicked in, I heard a deep chuckle from behind me then I heard footsteps, I turned around quickly and took a deep breath as I saw who it was..

tall, stupidly sweet grey eyes, black hair that seemed to look like he woke up with, I knew that wasn't true, a black shirt that was tight that showed his abs and muscles on his arms, and baggy grey sweatpants..

Shit..

I flinched when I felt his hands on my thigh, I backed away but stumbled backwards on a chair and fell onto my ass, pushing myself away from him as he walked closer to me, I felt my back hit the wall, it was cold and bumpy and so.. Uncomfortable to have your back pressed against, I took a shaky breath as he reached me and pulled my hair so I was looking up at him

"Oh blondie... Never change.. You look so beautiful like this.." He whispered with a soft smirk, I glared up at him as I felt my eyes start being watery

he moved so he was eye level with me and one hand slipped to my thigh, squeezing where the scar was, almost making it re-open

"Fuck. You." I muttered softly, my voice being shaky as I spoke and my body physically shaking because I could get enough confidence to face him again

he let out a deep chuckle, one that I knew meant he wasn't very happy with me, it didn't take much from me to make his anger spike when I argued back with him..

I learned that the hard way..

"Oh my.. You've gained confidence.." I glared at him and kicked him away from me

"I shouldn't have gone into that room with you." I glared up at him as I spoke, slowly standing up as I slowly moved to the door, acting like I had enough confidence to talk back to him