Ten years: present day
I hate school but Boss makes us go anyway. I guess it's better than the house. But we had rules
1. No friends
2. No gaining attention
3. NEVER talk
There are 5 of us that he took.
I'm Stitches and I'm 17 with jet black hair and ice blue eyes. Then there's Andy, Stripes, Blu and Shade. We all got new names cause he didn't want the police to find us and then him.
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"Excuse me Mr. Night are you paying attention." Mr.Parker asked sternly. "yes sir." I mumbled. "really! then come up and finish this problem." Man I hate math it never makes sense, probably because I can't read words or numbers they just get jumbled in my mind. That's why I get beat the most because I cause the most attention to myself.
When I arrived at the white board my hands were shaking as I reached for the marker. I read the problem. 5x6+-45[6.78-34]0.35=
I tried to solve it but I couldn't. I can't! anger flooded my veins. I didn't even know what I was doing. I had no control. I grabbed the white board off the wall and threw it out the window. 'Boss would kill me now. it would finally be over' I thought as I ran out the class room and found a safe corner to sit down in and put my knees up to my chest.
Silently I cried until I felt someone sit beside me. I looked up to see a girl in my class with long black hair with blue under layer extensions and a lip piercing but she had warm blue eyes.
"Go away." I sniffled. " no! what happened back there?" she asked sincerely. " I can't read words or math. Wait why am I even telling you.... I don't even know you!" I said loudly. " I'm Kat." She whispered. "And I care about you. I have since grade 8 when we had to work together in L.A."Her eyes were filled with worry. " I'm Stitches." I said under my breathe. "nice to finally meet you" she said as she reached her hand out to shake mine.
"Mr.Night. You're father is here to pick you up" Mr. Parker snapped.
I slowly got up and gave Kat a weak smile. I walked down the hallway to see Boss talking with my principle. "So I think that with your permission Stitches should go into the counselling program." She finished. "ill think about it" Boss said gravely.
When we got home he started the yelling. then the hitting which I was used to but then he pulled out a knife. I moved back away from him and he taunted."Come back here you useless piece of shit. If you couldn't sing you would be dead right now. Which would make the world a better place."
Swiftly he grabbed my arm and started slicing my wrist. then he cut along my rib cage and smashed me up against the wall and the blade slowly cut the skin on my cheek. after he put one of his over sized hands around my neck. Slowly I started to black out. until I actually did. was I finally dead.
A/N sooooo first chap. tell me what you think.
