You Shouldn't Have Done That(A Ben Drowned Fan-fic)

Chapter 4

-What The Hell Are You-

I woke up in my bed. My head is pounding. Everything around me is blurry. There is a figure standing above me. I sit up, rubbing my head. "What the hell happened?" Everything slowly started to focus and I realized the figure above me was Ben.

"Well, you screamed and I hit you in the head with your laptop." He spoke calmly. "WHAT THE FUCK I NEED THAT THING MAN!" I shouted. He shrugged, "your screaming hurt my ears and It already crashed when I hacked it. You had a really shitty laptop my friend." I glared at him. He shrugged again. I gritted my teeth, "who the hell are you? What the hell are you? And why the hell are you here?" He sat down next to me, "well you already know my name, I'm a hacker and a wiz with technology and I was bored. At first I was planning on killing you but then I did some research and found your parents are the head of DIR.Corp. then I was like hey this girl seems like someone I could get along with. Then I was like naw I want to kill her, I don't care if her family is a big technologically advanced tech business. But then I started observing you, using your laptop camera and some wireless control on your phone and I was like wow, she's pretty and has alot in common with me and she seems like a great girl to. But then once more I was like naw I'm going to kill her. And thennnn, I came, ready to kill you, but I can't and I don't know why." I sat there for a minute, blankly stairing at him. Then he growled and threw me onto the bed and pinned me down.

His expression changed. Instead of being calm and happy, anger and the desire to kill were written all over his face. His eyes borred into mine. A deep look of piercing bloodlust was shown in his eyes. My heart started racing. I was petrified. "Why can't I kill you!" He hissed. I gulped, "I-I don't kn-know." He took out his sword and traced my face with the tip. "I so desperatly want to play a game with you. But something is holding me back. I just want to kill you but something is stopping me from doing so." I gulped again.

He growled and backed off me. I sat up rubbing my wrist. They were red from the pressure of his hands holding me down. He walked towards my phone. He glanced at me. Our eyes met and I couldn't look away from his intense gaze. He chuckled hoarsly, sending shivers down my spine. "I'll be back Gene." He disappeared into my phone and I sat there. Fear and shock rushed through my mind. I only hope that this is just a dream. I just want to wake up from this nightmare. I check the clock. It's ten o'clock. How long was I unconsious. How long was he here? I shake the thoughts from my mind. I change into my pajamas and crawl into bed.

I wake up and sit up in my bed. There is nothing around me. It's just...white. I climb out of the bed. "Where am I?" I start to walk towards...oh hell I don't know where I'm walking. It's all white! I can't tell if there are any floors or walls. There is no furniture except for my bed. I look behind me only to realize the bed is gone. I look around for it but find nothing. I looked in the direction I came from. I made a puzzled expression. I turned back in the direction I was walking and continued on. I heard a loud screetching and covered my ears. The sound was deafining. I shut my eyes tight in hopes it'll help quiet the sound. All of a sudden it stopped. I openned my eyes and saw that the floor underneath me was all pixelated. I stood up and looked around the whole room was pixelated now. "What the heck is going on?" I started to walk but was stopped by something invisible. I wacked my nose into it. I stumbled back holding the bridge of my nose. I groaned in pain. "What the hell!?" I looked up and saw nothing. Confused, I put my hand out. I felt something behind it. "Is this...glass?" I reached out my other hand only to find the same feeling. I pushed against it...nothing happened. Testing my glass theory I knocked on it. "Yepp. Glass." I kept one hand on it as I walked next to it. I hope there's a way around it. After about five minutes of walking and finding my hand was still on the glass I sighed and stopped. I decided to lean my head against the glass, but when I did I ended up falling face first. I wacked my nose on the floor. "Owe! Why the hell do I keep hitting my nose." I stood up amd felt around for the glass. It was gone. Out of no where the floor cracked and fell from under me, bringing me down with it. I tried to grab onto something but found nothing. After screaming and falling for what seemed forever, I landed in a river. I swam up to the surface, gasping for air. Not expecting to land in water, I didn't hold my breath. I choked up the water and swam to land. I hoisted myself up onto the dirt and rock. I lay on my stomache out of exhaustion as I gagged on the water still in my lungs. When I started to pull myself together and stop coughing I heard screaming amd splashing. I jumped to my feet and scanned the river for whoever it was who was in distress. I finally spotted a small boy. He was a blonde. He was...drowning. I dived into the water and swam towards him. He screamed and cried for help. I went under the water and saw him sinking. Quickly. I reached my hand out to grab him, but he was too far under. I pushed myself to kick harder and faster. Finally I was able to to grab ahold of his tiny hand. I wrapped his arms around my neck with his body resting on my back. I swam back to the surface and this time, he was the one coughing up water. I set him down on the dry land and climbed up next to him. "Are you ok? How'd you get here? Where are your mom and dad? Didn't they teach you to stay away from large bodies of water or at least how to swim?" I asked frantically while brushing his dripping hair from his cold wet face. His eyes were a deep blue. He spoke up quietly "I'm fine. Thank you. And they don't care about me. Not since my little brother was born." My heart panged at his words, "how old are you?" He held up five fingers. I sighed, "come on lets get you home." He stood up but pulled my hand, "you can't take me home..." I looked at him questioningly. He then sighed, "this is only a dream Gene. You're experiencing my past." I furrowed my eyebrows.