The Life of a Side Character

God I hate my life

Lisa P.O.V.

I glared at the rock imagining it as my "best friend"'s face kicked it really hard wishing to inflict on the real one. It skipped across the concrete on the ground and I walked up to it just to kick it again.

I was pissed because my so called "best friend" had ditched me once again for her "hot and mysterious boyfriend". Honestly I don't even think he is that good looking. He is deathly pale, has dark creepy eyes, and looks like a pedophile. Honestly, I think he needs some more nutella and sunlight in his life. He's also unnaturally cold. Just standing next to him can make you shiver. I can't believe she ditched me on my birthday for him. She probably doesn't even remember it's my birthday. Some kind best friend she is.

I sighed and continued walking back home. Maybe I should get more friends......

[I]

She wasn't here at all again. Today a few people asked me about her whereabouts, but I had knew nothing more than all of them. Strangely, a few of the popular kids have been staring at me more lately. I wasn't sure what it meant, but ignored it in hopes it was just my imagination and I wasn't their next victim.

[I]

Today she wasn't here at all. Again. Well her boyfriend wasn't there either so she must be off skipping school with him. I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply. I quickly packed my stuff and me and my classmates scattered before the teacher pulled off a "I dismiss you not the bell".

Well more like stomped for me but whatever. I was angry, pissed, and bitter. She's probably my only friend at school, but I guess I wasn't important enough for even a phone call.

As I walked, I daydreamed about my revenge when I accidently slammed into a brick wall. Or some dude's chest. 

Standing in front of me was two men (which I assumed were albino) who looked like the stereotypical bad boy. You know. Leather jacket, black jeans, and combat boots? Yeah them.

Before I could apologize and get on my merry way (cause I did have manners), the first one spoke.

"Are you Lisa Flemmings?" I squinted my eyes up at him confused (on a side note, damn he is tall).

"What's it to you?" This seemed to piss him off.

"Are you Lisa Flemmings?" He asked again irritated. I looked him up and down demeaning and rudely, but really I was cheking him out. Looking doesn't hurt noone. Doesn't excuse his invading question though.

"Why would I tell you that?" I sneared at him. If looks could kill, I'd be 6 feet under already.

"Are you Lisa Flemmings?!" He all but hissed yet again. Man this dude had a short temper.

"Look dude, I got evil plans to set in motion and you're not in it them. I ain't got time for no f*ckboys." I sneered at him again. I wasn't in the mood to deal with his crap and he echoed the notion. I guessed he didn't appreciate being called a f*ck boi becasue next thing I knew, I was knocked out cold.

[I]

I woke up to a killer headache and a face full of leather.

Scratch that. A face full of boot leather.

"So the human awakes." I assumed the voice came from the person wearing the boots. I couldn't look up though cause I was wrapped in rope tighter than a masochist.

"Do you know why you're here?" Another voice asked and I blanched.

"Why would I know why I was being kidnapped?" I asked in a 'duh' tone. I'm pretty sure I heard a growl, but it left as quick as it came making me think I imagined it.

"Your friend has something we want, but she is not giving it to us willingly."

"Okayyy.... so what does that have to do with me?"

"You're being held hostage."

"But I'm innocent!"

"There's always casualties." Boots rolled me over and red met brown. 

"Dude..... you should get that checked out." He crouched in front of me, ignoring my words and continuing on as if I hadn't sad anything.

"Tell me human. Have you ever heard of the Armageddon?"

"In the bible." I rose my eyebrow at him wondering at what he was getting.

"Since you obviously never heard of it, I'll give you a brief descrption. Its a key to the underwold in the form of a necklace. A red gem with gold engravings. Ring a bell?"

"I don't know what underworld you're talking about but yeah I recall my friend wearing a necklace similar to that."

"Well, that's a brief explanation for what you're here for. Your friend has to choose between your life or that key. You better have faith in your friend." He said with a smirk.

"That's not fair!" I screeched attempting to kick the man, but only succeding to wriggle like a worm.

He and his partner left the room, and soon I fell asleep. 

Being kidnapped was quite boring.

[Like]

I was suddenly awoken again by a harsh slap. Annoyed, I held my cheek to will the pain away.  Then I realised I wasn't tied up anymore. A pair of fancy shoes came into my vision once again, and I warily looked up to see boots glaring at me.

"Get up." I slowly stood up reluctantly not wanting to make him any more angry than he already is. I'd much rather piss him off, but that slap really hurt. Who is to say he couldn't do more?

He snatched my arm so hard that I thought it would break and he started dragging me out of the room. By the time we reached the front door, I was already trying to peel his fingers off to no avail.  

This was probably a super late reaction, but I started to fear what was gonna happen to me.  While I can seem nonchalant and suicidal at times, I didn't want to die before my time was up.

Or at least I didn't to die as pathetically as this.

"Keep your mouth shut." Boots said harshly and he slammed the front door open and dragged me to an inconspicuous van.

There were no windows in the back  and the front seats were blocked by a wall. When the door was slammed closed I immediately tried pulling them open, but they must've been child locked. I started hyperventilating.

While I wasn't scared  of the dark or small spaces, I was afraid of not knowing what was gonna happennext.

[Pie]

Another story I started writing a while ago but never continued.