Lost Boy◇Nate Parker AU

Chapter Four//the screams

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Chapter Four//the screams

The boy and I exchange glances with one another until I let out a painful scream again. 

The boy looks like he wants to scream to but he doesn't. Nothing comes out unlike the previous things he had said. 

I slowly and without breaking eye contact pick up the board from it's spot. I open my mouth again but I found words to stutter out, "wh-what a-ar-are you?"

The boy comes closer to me which makes me back away even more. He backs me up to the wall and I instantly put my head on the wall to not look at him anymore. I close my eyes. 

I feel the coldness go away and then I feel the strangest feeling on my face.

I open my eyes and the boy is still there.

I make eye contact with him again. He looks down my face and my scared expression I show. 

"Why are you afraid of me? I am not going to hurt you," he said and then he let out an evil laugh. 

I raise my eyebrows and shake my head really fast, "no. What? i'm not scared?" i lie to him even though I can sense he knew i was lying. His eyes turn from the dark color they already are to the whole eyes being dark.

"Then why are trembling under my touch?' he asks and then puts his hand down, "admit it Juliet you are afraid of me."

I look at him confused. What is he talking about? How does he know my name? I ask him my thoughts," how do you know my name?'

He laughs that demonic laugh again, "oh I know everything about you. Your age, your family, why you are here, and why you are never going to leave.'

My eyes go big. How could he know everything about me? Does he have these powers of knowing? How could I be talking to him in the first place and not fainting? He must have some sort of field that makes me not and he uses my energy.

"i'm kidding," he blankly states and then starts to walk to the door. He looks at it and the door slams shut. He turns back to me and stays where he is standing. He is finally giving me room to breathe and know or think what is happening, "I heard your mother call you it."

"So you-" I look around and slightly gulp again, "so do you know my age?"

He smirks and then shakes his head. His voice being more pure and then i see that his eyes go back to normal, "Of course not. I was trying to scare you even more."

He looks at me up and down. His expression showing concern and empathy, 'but by the looks of it you are probably around the age i am."

"The age you are?" I ask and then put my head down to not look at him. How is this happening? i am literally making contact with a demonic and really paranormal being.

He instantly gets back to me without walking, "oh dear. i mean the age I was. Because well you know-" I feel a coldness going through my stomach and then spine. i look down and only see his arm is through me, "I am dead."

"Dead?" I shake my head and go away from him. He disappears for a split second, "no it can't be. i am dreaming. " 

I turn my body around and around in circles as i extend my arms out, "you are dreaming Juliet. You are dreaming. There is no one in front of you. there is no one in front of you that is a ghost. You are in your bed and you are cuddled up in your blankets at home."

'Seriously you can stop that,' i hear his voice. 

I close my eyes even more and collapse on the floor and continue to tell myself these things, "you are dreaming Juliet. There is no one here. No one. Mom and Dad will be back."

"No they won't," he said, "they will never be back. You are part of the trance now, Juliet."

That gets my attention and i open my eyes again. I look where he was and then see nothing.

"Over here tuts," he says and I look where his voice was coming from. Right behind me.

"Yes that's right," he says and he does the laugh again. Suddenly i feel a weird presence and the feeling to get up so i do. "You look pathetic when you are trying to know what you are doing. it was way worse for me you know."

"What?" i ask and then look at him while pursing my lips. 

"Oh death hurts sweetheart. I just don't know how you are going to die. Or how you will be killed," he lets out a weird and awkward impulse laugh that echos through the whole room.

"Death? You're telling me I am in this trance and that I will die? When will this happen?" i say and this time I go to him. i am still scared out of my mind but i don't know what else to do after he told me that.

"You are technically dead and in the trance. But the creators of the house I guess want you to feel the presence of death itself," he smirks again and then takes my board away. It instantly disappears.

What creators could he be talking about? what wants me dead in the first place? i am already regretting living here. Even if this is just an illusion, i don't want to live here than.

"Please stop acting like you don't know what i am saying. Anyone who comes here is part on sacrifice to die. Your parents just didn't know it was going to be you. Then when another family or another thing that has a complete different story than you comes here they will come back," he looks down and then back up. My parents will come back for me and everything is going to be alright. Everything will be okay. "but there is a catch."

I furrow my eyebrows again in confusion. "what catch?'

"You have to kill them," he blankly says. 

i have to kill my own parents. I have to kill the people that gave me life. Some stupid and evil people do that anyway but us innocent ones that love our parents and love life in general never think about it. It takes a sick and messed up person to do it.

"And guess what?" he says and i look up. His eyes are dark and lit with a fire so dwelling that i feel the heat, 'you get to see the people that left me , die."

Oh hell no. I can't do this. I can't go along with this. i run away to the door and my hand is hovering over the knob. I look at Nathaniel. If that's even his name.

"Don't do it," he says and then i do the opposite of what he tells me and hold the knob in my hand. It felt worse than any burn you could think of. And when i look at my hand it has rotted to flesh.

"Come on. Don't make this easy for me, please," he gawks out, "that's not the rules."

I look at my hand and then at the knob, 'why-why did it do that?" i hold my severely burned hand with my other to try to ease the pain and i bite my bottom lip because the pain is unbarring.

"Because you are going to be stuck here in this room with me until I kill you," he shrugs his shoulder and I see the wood  block appear, "but do tell me? Do you get splinters easily?'

I'm going to die. Not many people think of the way they are going to die. Or see death right in front of them. But me. i am witnessing both.

And it is the most painful thing when there is no one to hear the screams that you let out. No one around to feel or see the pain you go through. No one to hear the shrieks and cries that your body lets out until you can't take anymore. 

Plus no one knows how it feels when your life surpasses and your screams are just a battle cry of help when there is nobody there to help. 

No one knows how it feels.

But I do. 

A/N trippy

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