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He Says He Wants To As Well || 6

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Warehouse
YOUR POV
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   I woke up, letting out an odd sounding yawn. Like I was . . . Venting? I tried to get up, but the iron restraints held my body down on the medical table. Just then, I realized I couldn't feel the hair on my head, or my eyelids on my eyes, or my chapped lips.

   The mysterious man walked up to me, and seeing as I was awake, started chuckling evilly.

   "Excited to see your new form? Well then, why wait?!" He says a little to enthusiastically. No, I am not excited! Someone changed all my clothes and the only being I see is male! The man fixed the table I was strapped to and made it upright, and pushed a mirror in front of it. I was shocked at what I saw.

   "YOU TURNED ME INTO A TELEVISION?!" I screeched in fear. He laughs maniacally.

   "Just something I had to test out. Though, maybe your camera faced friend could help you?!" He cackles, making me incredibly uncomfortable. How did he know about Cory?

"Listen, whatever you want, leave my friends out of it!" I growl, my determination fueling me. He laughs again.

"I already got what I wanted." He answers, grinning wildly. My digital eyes widened. "Relax. I didn't rape you." That didn't reassure all that much.

"O-kay . . ." Was all I managed to say. What was I supposed to say? There wasn't anything that would be able to change this!

"And as for who I am," his shiny, white teeth glint in the dimmed area, "The name is unimportant." With that, he walked away.

"Uh, um . . . A-aren't you g-gonna unchain me?!"

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Downtown
YOUR POV
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   Hopefully, it was all taken care of. The police were on the case, Tessa stopped freaking out, and I was good on injuries. Nick and Cory hadn't seen me yet, so I was hoping for a not-so-freaked-and-worried display like Tess'.

   The upside was that my roommate had done all the chores for once, and allowed me to binge watch random Netflix series. I was wrapped up in a fuzzy red blanket, and staring at the TV in boredom. Funny, because I have a freaking Television for a head.

   Tessa was running around the apartment, taking care of me as if I had some sort of deadly disease with an unknown cure. I watched her, amused, as I never usually see my best friend like this unless there was truly somethings to worry about. And, I'm not sure if you knew this, but I have a TV for a head (Que the eye roll).

   "Hey Y/N! Are you alright? We heard something was going on and—" Cory stopped talking when he saw me. His jaw dropped, and Nick's eyebrows shot up.

   "You—You have . . . A-a . . . Your face!" Cory stuttered out, failing to put sentences together at the sight of me.

   "I know, but, I-I-I'll be o-okay." I try to reassure them, but their expressions don't go away.

   "Y/N! You can't just act like this is no big deal!" Nick argues, finally speaking up. Not the words I was looking for. Tessa nodded, walking up to his side.

   "He's right you know, about this." She motions to my digital face. I was getting angry at this.

   "CORY HAS A CAMERA FOR A FACE, AND NOBODY MAKES DRAMA OVER THAT!" I yell at them, I start crying, even though the tears were digital as well. Because, well, I don't exactly have eyes now. They're digital, just like everything else on my face. Everyone goes silent out of shock. It's not everyday that you get to here me angrily scream at human beings!

   "C-can I talk to her, privately?" Cory asks the two, motioning his head to me. Nick and Tessa nodded their heads and walked out of the room.

   "NO SMOOCHES! AND I DON'T EVEN CARE IF NEITHER OF YOU HAVE LIPS!" Tessa calls after us as they enter the boys' apartment. Pink pixels appear where my flushed cheeks would be. Cory sighs, quietly chuckling, and taking a seat on the cushion-y couch beside me.

   "Have you been doing?" He asks me, trying to avoid the awkward silence. I stayed silent for the next minute, and finally spoke up.

   "What do you want Cory?" I squeak, nuzzling my head into the blankets more. He tilts his head in confusion.

   "Whadya mean?" I sigh, stating the obvious answer to his question.

   "Are you here for your attempt at comforting me? Or are you going to talk me into thinking this is all a big, big deal that I should fret about as dramatically as everyone else?" I say sourly, staring at him in boredom. He shakes his head wildly.

   "Of course not! Quite the opposite, actually. It is surprising and sudden, but I'm not going to be as anxious as they are. Or at least, I won't show it." Cory explains, looking straight at me in a soothing manner.

   "I just want to know you're alright, that you aren't terribly hurt. Or painstakingly ill, or dying. I know you want to be alone, but I want you to know, we are all here for you. All three of your good pals are here for you. Tessa feels absolutely horrible for not being there that night you know." He explains to me. I nod, and he continues.

   "We all have your back, even if you did something bad! We know you'll do the same for us too. And most of all, I'm here for you. No matter what anyone else may tell you. Just keep that in mind, alright?" Cory gets up and leaves the room, leaving me to ponder what he said.