Label's:
(Y/n)- your name
(F/c)- favourite colour
(E/c)- eye colour
(H/c)- hair colour
(H/l)- hair length
(S/t)- sword type
(S/f/c)- second favourite colour
(F/s)- favourite song
(F/l)- first letter of your name
(L/n)- last name
Y/n's POV
I woke up with a burst of heat burning my tanned skin. My eyes heavy and a cold burning sensation on both my wrists and my ankles.
Slowly bring my eyes to open. Everything is bury. The slight heat now intense and scolding my skin leaving burn makes throughout my body. Looking down I can see my clothes are shredded. All I have on are my torn shorts which now exposes half my bum and my top which only rests on the outline of my bra. I feel to exposed to vulnerable. The only thing that can be found going through my head is.
Nomatter what they do, I am to show no emotions no matter how bad it hurts.
Looking around hurts every muscle in my body but yet I still look. I am surrounded by a nether brick cage and silver chains around my wrists and ankles. The one thing that my angle within me can not stand. Silver burns within me as I try to find a comfortable position but yet I can not whilst being strung up by the chains that are attached to the wall.
One question and one question only. Who brought me to this place?
Suddenly the door opens outside of my cage and I find......
Laurence's POV
NO NO NO THIS CAN NOT BE HAPPENING. THIS IS NOT REAL. "SOMEONE WAKE ME UP THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM." I fall to the floor screaming looking at the one girl I actually liked.
This is not real.
This is not real.
THIS IS NOT REAL.
I keep repeating this in my head over and over as if something will change reality and I will wake up to this being but a dream and a figment of my imagination. But yet as much I try nothing will happen.
I lay there next to y/n's body hugging her closer as each minute goes by. The boys surrounding y/n as she lay there limp in my arms.
Wake up please.
Wake up.
Wake up.
With these thoughts running wild around my head I pick her cold lifeless body up and place her on her bed.
I leave without another word. I should have know it was not Zane I should have known. I walk up the stairs and out of the building taking a run to free my mind of guilt that will rest in my soul forever even in afterlife.
Aaron's POV
Her limp body casting a dark shadow over my heart. She was my girlfriend before being taken away from me and drugged by a witch so that she forgot all the loving and passionate memories that we both shared and now. Now she had been taken away from me again. And I thought we where getting closer like we used to be. But this time I was the one the one to take her away from me.
My heart was like a dark, endless pit of despair and guilt. Despair because I thought I found her and she was once again going to be mine, the loving girl that I saw a few days ago, the girl that let me sleep with her, the girl that regained her emotions, not afraid to let them go or give them out.
The girl I loved.
The girl I still love.
I walk up to her limp body and lay next to her, afraid to let her go, to loose her again. This, this moment right now is the first time I have let a tear fall down my face since she left me, lost, alone, scared but yet I am happy, happy that she trusted us that much that she was willing to let us kill her because she of the trust we earned. It is so so hard to gain y/n's trust but yet that is what we did and if she remembers what we did, I know deep down she will never trust again. Her soul will be forever lost and no one will be able to brake her walls. No matter how much pain she is or will be put through. The nether will gain an unemotional, strong, feared girl that is scared deep down but that bond we broke will keep her trapped in that state and only her one true love will be able to brake that.
The late time she went in that state I was that one person to help her out but now I'm not sure, I broke that bond with her and now she an I will suffer.
I have made my decision, no matter how much it hurts I am going to find and help her be the person she was, who she truly is. The one place she will be the nether, the depths of hell its self. The one place y/n will be welcomed for all the things that have happened to her.
Third person POV
The boys pack for their long trek to the nether, who knows what will happen to them. But the one thing that is on all of their minds is they must save y/n from the nether and from herself. While the lost girl sits alone unresponsive to the hell around her, she is not worried about death, she is not worried about what she will have to endure. The one thing that is going through her head actually defies all theories. She is wondering if the boys, her boys are okay. Not thinking about herself but about others. She does not question their logic, she just hopes that are okay and that they live happy lives without her.
Hi guys I know it has been so long since I have posted but guess what I'm back for six whole weeks and will hopefully have at least one upload per week. Writing this chapter make me cry, but I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. Love You ~
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