Chapter 6

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[ Okay, so I might've said there was gonna be a filler chapter. I said MAYBE last chapter, there are only two possibilities when people say maybe : 1 there is no, and 2 there is no. This is what Parents tell kids all the time. ]

I ran quickly...well, you couldn't really call it much of a 'run'. I tried my best to not touch anybody in a crowded area but running isn't taking me anywhere. So I didn't care anymore whom I hurt, I just charged forward and zapped anybody in my way. ( Wow, gangster much? )

The G8 building was just 5 minutes away and I am really getting no where with all these people everywhere. Duh, it was home time! Of course every high schoolers want to go somewhere. I looked left and right to see sassy girls going on shopping sprees, gangster boys spraying graffiti on the walls, Gangs of best friends doing a group selfie, and finally, cars. Cars and Traffic.

Before I got a chance of crossing the road, a troublesome car just blocked my path and stopped. It opened the door to reveal Norway.

It took me a while to register this but while I was at it, he pulled me in and threw me to my seat. He pulled on the strap of my seat belt and buckled it tightly. After that, he began driving like a mad man. Away from my desired location.

" What, Norway?! Where are we going? " I struggled to unbuckle my belt but it seems stuck.

" No time to explain. " I blankly stared at the road, even if his face showed absolutely nothing, you could sense the stress he puts into his driving.

" I think this is a good day to die.. " I mumbled, getting a bit nervous from this reckless driving.

" Uhm, you know... 48% of deaths come from car crashes. You okay?? " I leaned a bit forward to see the side of his face as his pupils shifted from the road, then to me, then back to the road.

" Yeah, whatever. "

I opened my mouth again to speak but we came to an abrupt stop. It was so sudden that I feel like the airbags should deploy right now. Atleast I stopped attempting to take of this belt....

Oh right, the belt.. I was escaping.

I finally unbuckled it and opened the car, I rolled out of it, slightly scratching my elbows.

I stood up a bit and dusted of the dirt from my clothes. Guess I have to do laundry later...

" No, you won't be doing laundry anywhere soon, Y/N... "

I shakily turned around to find Norway standing there. Keys in his hands, he came closer to me.

' Oh no... '

" We have to do something about...this. "

He grabbed my hand and it shocked both him and me. I didn't understand why I got shocked now but he probably has the answers. He pulled me towards a door and began unlocking it, never letting go of me.

I just noticed that we just stopped at his house, and not anywhere else. I don't really know this place..

Norway dragged me in and opened the lights to reveal a very Norwegian-looking home... ( Well Duh. )

I was brought in front of a staircase and he finally let go. Pushing gently behind him and leading me upstairs.

It seemed darker up here because it only had one window, which was covered in a very dark colored curtain.

We stopped in front of a white door. Around it had burn marks and a couple of peeling wallpaper. The doorknob was rusted and squeaked a lot when Norway twisted it. The door slightly opened to reveal a room with a theme of a viking's. ( Again, well duh.. This is Norway we're talking about. )

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