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CHAPTER | SIX

The way home was silent. Empty roads and blinking street lights kept me company as I walked into further space. 'Myron'. My heart felt a pinch as I thought of him. I took a deep breath and smiled into the air, pacing up a bit now. It was dark and starting to fog up. I was cold and alone. I saw my house through the fog in the distance and sighed in relief. Just a little more. 

I walked for about five minutes before I felt the urge to stop and sit down. I felt pins slicing through my head as I tugged on my hair. I realized I was taking deep, fast breaths and looked around for any sign of existence. Within another second, my eyes rolled back into my head and everything turned black.

Looking to my left I saw three men proceeding towards my direction and turned back to the sky. I felt my tears slowly getting absorbed into my skin and awaited trial. The clouds looked down at me through the dark sky pitying my soul. I smiled as one of the men viciously picked me up arm first and over the shoulder. I smiled and smiled and smiled. I didn't know why I was smiling. I tilted my head to see the remaining men behind us. They were smirking. They got their prey. 

I heard people talking softly. Boys I assumed. Soft sounds of leaves brushing against wind kissed my ears every now and then. Pain gave my head strong short  visits frequently. I sighed a silent sigh. At least I was alive. 

"Aura?"

My eyes shot open. Myron. I tried not smiling as I heard the other boy asking if I was up. Myron nodded without taking his eyes off of me. I had never felt more self conscious before. I probably looked ugly with messed up hair and dark circles but he looked at me like he had been blind his entire life. I couldn't help smiling anymore and let itself out. He smiled back and that's when it hit me. My parents would kill me if they found out I'd been in bed with a guy smiling at me cause I fainted on the street. I shot up, looked around, found the washroom and sprang towards it. I closed the door behind me and let it all sink in. I was basically in Myron or his friends house. I looked at my feet and abruptly saw that my clothes had been changed. I felt my cheeks burning up. This was highly inappropriate. I didn't even know him yet. I opened the door only peeking through and asked Myron where my clothes were. He was staring at me again. I snapped my fingers and he pointed at the desk next to the bed. 

"Well give em to me."

He slowly brought my clothes but with his gaze lowered this time. 

I changed the dress i was wearing into my own clothes and washed my face before stepping out. He wasn't there anymore. I looked around and saw bloody bandages in a bowl filled with water. I touched where my head had been hurting and felt a bald spot and a tiny bandage over it. 

How long had I been here? Who changed my clothes? How did they find me?

Mind crumbling inside my skull, I walked out of the room and into what seemed like a long corridor. There were large portraits of black and white all along the walls. Portraits of nothingness. 

At the end of the corridor there were three different openings, all leading to large rooms. I stopped and peaked through the the door on the left. It was their kitchen. Two boys for sure.

"She asked for her clothes."

"What are you suggesting?"

"She knows me, I'll handle it."

I knocked, signaling that I had heard their little private talk. Myron looked to his friend and then at me. 

"You hungry?"

"No."

He nodded and walked over to the table in the centre of the kitchen, pulling out a chair and looked at me smiling all the while. He tapped the top of the chair twice never breaking his gaze from my eyes. Okay so this was it. I was in a strange boys home about to sit with him at a table and have him feed me forcefully. My parents would kill me. 

I walked over to the table and sat down never looking at him, not because I didn't want to but because I couldn't. He sat in the chair next to me forcing me to look down. I tucked my lower lip in tightly causing it to bleed. 

"Here." He slid a plate full of pancakes towards me. 

"I don't like pancakes." I turned towards him.

"We can fix that now can't we?"

"I need answers."