Chapter 2

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CHAPTER 2

As I began to wake up, I found my self in a rather larger, plush bed. The covers were softer than a puppies fur, and the pillows were plushier than down feathered pillows.

I didn't want to open my eyes for a moment, but then my eyes snapped open as the memories of before flooded thru my mind.

I sat up rather quickly, getting slightly dizzy from the fast movement.

I blinked a few times, finding myself in a red room, red curtains, red oak dresser and wardrobe, red oak four post bed, black carpet, and deep red walls.

I slowly got out of the un-familiar bed, feeling suddenly faint.

My vision turned blurry as I shuffled to a door, hoping it was a bathroom.

I opened the door, coming to a full bath. I didn't have time to examine what it looked like as I sprinted to the toilet to unleash my breakfast and lunch. I flushed the toilet and groaned, falling to the floor with a 'Twump'.

My vision was still blurry when I opened my eyes, looking for anything weird or eerie.

Nothing showed so I picked my self out of the bathroom and into said red room.

I looked around for an escape, maybe a show of where I was, but I found none.

I closed my eyes and walked back to the bed, pulling the plush covers around me.

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The second time I woke up, I wasn't in the red plush bedroom I was before.

I wasn't in a big red bed with plushy comforters.

More or less, I was in a dungeon.

I sat up off of the wooden bench, ignoring the stiff feeling i had mind you, and tried to cross to the rusted bars, but the sudden smell of rotting flesh and decaying body rushed into my smell, way before I could stop.

I looked around, seeing the sudden lifeless bodies and decaying carcasses everywhere.

The large smell of dried blood enveloped my nose and I suddenly had the urge to gag.

"Well, look who be up." A chair creaked and the candle light met my eyes.

I hissed in pain, the light burning my eyes sight and making my skin tingle. In pain.

I looked up to a guard, no older than 60. His white whispy hair was everywhere, his blue eyes looked tired. His wrinkles made him look the part of 60 and his white skin gave me a weird impression. He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't figure out from where. Maybe an old folks home or something.

"I am not from an old folks M'lady, I am your loyal servant, Bruce." I looked at the man as if he'd lost his mind.

"What the fudge do you mean Loyal flipping Servant?" I said, quirking an eyebrow. His eyes widened as if I had three heads.

He brought the light closer, and I hissed in pain from the heat radiating off the candle. I backed up into the dark, glad the impossible heat and burning sensation was off of my body and the coolness was on.

"The burning will go away sooner or later after a while, don't worry about it." Bruce said with sincerity.

"Don't read my damn mind!" I said, ramming into the rails like a wild animal.

He jumped back from pure shock, looking at me as if I lost my mind.

"I DIDN'T LOSE MY MIND!" I shouted, his mind reading 'What in the world is wrong with this girl is she posing her mind?!'

"You sure act like it!" He shouted back. I narrowed my eyes, the light from a simple candle making me feel like I was running a fever and the smell of decaying bodies and dried blood making me sick to my stomach.

I think imma be sick. I thought, groaning, throwing myself onto the ground.

"There's a garbage can over-"

"SHUT THE FLUCK UP!" I screamed, covering my ears up.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT THE FLUCK UP!" I yelled, holding my ears.

"WHAT'S SO WRONG WITH READING YOUR MIND!" Bruce yelled over my screams of pain as my ear suddenly felt like they were burning.

"MY EARS THEY'RE BLEEDING!" I yelled, pulling my hands back that showed an uneasy amount of blood in my hands.

"Take a deep breath you wild animal!" I heard a click and a set of feet coming towards me.

I took a deep breath like he said, but when he laid a hand on my arm, I felt the same sensation of heat and pain that was coming from my ears.

I reached down, and felt where he touched, seeming not to scream from the amount of pain I was in.

I lifted my hand back to my head to show I large amount of blood on my hand. A sickening amount of blood I might add.

I then passes out from lack of blood.

"DAMN IT HAVEN DON'T YOU DARE PASS OUT ON ME-"

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" A voice boomed from the outside of my jail cell.

My eyes suddenly snapped out of my passing out stage, and I looked at the boy from school who was leaning across my locker.

"Sire, she's having a allergic reaction to the candle light and anyones touch." Bruce replied calmly, shaking his head slightly.

"Then why the hell are you touching her!" He yelled, swatting Bruce's hand away from my body.

I felt the sudden coolness of darkness, it was sort of... Comforting.

"Holy fuck..." Goth boy said with a gasp, running his hand across my wound on my side.

I yelped in pain, the sudden feeling of heat coming back.

"The last time I ever saw this was with princess Haven and it was just as bad when she first became-"

"Bruce, she doesn't know what we do you dumb bloke!" G. B. Yelled.

"Don't- Yell- At-Bruce..." I seemed to huff out thru my pain, my eyes looking at the bloodied wall in front of me.

I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as I fell unconscious for the third time today.

The last words I heard was "HAVEN DON'T YOU DARE PASS-"

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ALMOST THERE to her blond moment haha feel special that I'm uploading so quickly I usually don't do it like other people aha...

OH! So I wonder y she suddenly hates candle light, people touching and reading her mind? Well, there's a back story to the mind reading and touching and why she doesn't like either but is there a sudden reason why she hates light, any idea?

BTW!

I'm going to do two things every time my chapter ends is gonna be song of the chapter and a thing I like 2 call MASH. It's basically something random I'll write like the cow jumps over the moon or something random like that lol ;)

Song of the Chapter: Nothing-The Script

MASH: I HATE YOU YOU HATE ME LET'S GET TOGETHER AND KILL BARNEY WITH A FORK AND A KNIFE AND A 2x4 NO MORE SINGING DINOSAUR! ;P

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