Chapter 8
(Nya POV)
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" I hear in my ear.
I moan and turn. Trying to sink back into the darkness.
"Nya, Nya, wake up. Come on, you can pull out of it." Someone said shaking me.
"No." I mumble, not wanting to leave the darkness behind.
Wa,it what's wrong with me? I'm supposed to be a survivor. After all these years I'm just going to give up becuase I'm tired and thirsty and pretty much half dead. No. I am Nya Crimson.
"Please, come back I'm sorry. Nya please, I'm so sorry. Please."
The voice was soft and comforting. I yanked my self out of my unconscious state.
My eyes are blurry at first. But eventually my vision clears.
"Nya your awake." Someone says grabbing me from the side and hugging the life out of me.
I turn to see Marco. I pull away from him remembering what he did. How he'd left me with those two men. Let them beat me and lock me in a closet.
I'm in a hospital gown ."Why am I here."I ask
"You were dehydrated." He says looking down.
"Hmmm.... wonder why.Maybe becuase I was locked in a closet!" I say sarcastically.
I feel change set into my bones. The change I'd felt many times before. Heat flares through me as my temper rises, and leaves a lasting effect.
(Marco POV)
I found her unconscious. I took her to the hospital. That's all I knew to do. She was out for two days. I sat with her. Her face was so peaceful compared to the way it looks now. Contorted with anger and rage.
The dull look she once held in her eyes is gone now replaced with a determined glint. She now just her chin out and holds her head higher. Her expression is one of a person who doesn't care about anything.
She gets out of bed and snatches up her clothes on the side table. I get up and push her back down on the bed.
"The doctor said to take it easy." I tell her.
She glares at me and turns her head to the side with a huff like a two year old.
I laugh at her. "What's so funny?" She grumbles.
"Your actiung like a child."
"I am not." She says crossing her arms.
I laugh some more and she just sits there arms crossed not looking at me.
(Nya POV)
I don't talk to him anymore. I just ignore him and do as I wish. He just laughs at me. I don't care let him laugh.
I walk home again now. Glad about it to. Antonio was getting annoying. Asking me stupid questions. Like what's my favorite color. Who cares, I mean I know I don't.
"Hey!" Someone yells.
I turn to see Amy and some of her friend across the street. Dang it. I walk faster.
They cross the street and catch up. "What? To good to talk to me now." She says
"Sure." I reply and keep walking.
"Sure what?"
"Sure." I say simply.
"Hey!" She says grabbing my arm.
I grab her arm and twist it as I lay into her face with my fist, kick her in the gut and she falls to her knees. I bring my knee crashing into her nose. She crumples to the ground, and I glance at the surprised faces of her friends.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream at her.
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Random"Here girl,here Nya." Marco says He makes kissing noises, as if she were a dog. Nya shivers. He really is as bad as they say. Nya set her shoulders and prepared to face her newest tormentor. NOTICE : This story is under serious editing and plot rev...
