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I don't get why people act the way they do. Some people are pushed aside others are dragged in. Some isolated others crowded... It's quite... Stupid... Like me and this new guy for example. Me, Violet Bishop, a sweet, protective and loyal girl is locked in rooms and tortured in a room on the side of the classroom because I am not deemed worthy by anyone. Then there's the new guy, Vincent Afton, who is one of the most popular people in the entire school. We're so alike! We both have rare grey eyes, we both have dyed purple hair, we both are tall for our age and gender, we both are skinny yet muscular and we both can be so caring and protective... But he gets all the popularity because his father is rich, owning the animatronics at that pizzeria called Freddy Fazbears Pizza... Then there's me, suffering constantly with barely any money to feed me and I'm treated like a parasite... I went to a school called Scyther High School, it's massive to say the least and half the rooms aren't occupied with anything except insects and torturing things at times. Yes, this school allows students to get tortured. Oh, sorry, student not students. Just me. Alone... Not even the teachers care for me so I had no one, I tried my hardest to be a good student but one little thing got me in the room on the side of my classes... They would shove needles into my body so where if I moved I would cut myself bad, acid pored over me and other things... But everyone else gets treated in the best way even the naughty ones. I don't belong here... I don't belong anywhere... Eventually, after years of keeping positive, I finally started to be severely depressed... In just a few days I went from lightly cutting, to straight to the bone and then suicide attempts... The world hated me, not allowing me to die in anyway... It's all I wanted to do. I always had to sit inside a wooden hut full of insects at break and lunch times, and I just watched everyone smile while I suffered...
On March 20th, I never left the school, I lived in the torture rooms where they rusted. No one cared, they all thought I died. No, the world wouldn't allow it... I looked up one break time, to see grey eyes looking at me through the peephole. They looked worried... Some voices yelled from behind and the pupils to the eyes looked down, then walked away... I didn't know what happened but I couldn't take it out of my brain for hours. I didn't know many people with grey eyes so my mind went immediately to Vincent.
The dark night came so fast, rain pored down my ripped up body from the cracks in the ceiling. I hung my head low, watching the blood roll down my body as I endured the pain. I'm sure I blacked out because of it, when I opened my eyes, strips of cuts ran vertical down my clothes and skin. Bang I jumped in shock, my weak heart hammering while I screamed in agony as the needles ripped open my thin flesh. I started to pant, then hyperventilate. Bang I stare at the door as I shook, the needles making holes in my skin as my body moved in fear. Suddenly alarms went off and a bright light shon through the little gap leading to the outside. "Shit!" Someone, male definitely, shouted as a shadow ran past the gap, the footsteps started to fade then heavy ones thumped to the room. Huge brown eyes looked at me in disgust but the chuckle dug through me deeper than the needles were. "You chose to stay, and you won't leave you little pest!" The headmaster said, bashing the door. I jumped back in fear and screamed once again, blood running through the gap in the bottom of the door. He pretended to gag. "What foul blood from a foul creature." The headteacher mocked, tapping a knife through the hole before leaving me alone.
A week went by and I was practically just bones, all my fat and muscle had been used to keep me alive. Then it was freezing and I was dying of hypothermia. Bang There it was again, as well as the jingle of the locks. Bang. Bang. Clang. The locks broke, I couldn't look up anymore, most of my clothes were torn up and on the floor, making my condition even worse. A huge weight came off my body's wrists and ankles, and I saw hands carefully taking the needles out of me. I couldn't support myself so I collapsed but whoever it was had his arms under my arms to keep me close. I started to panic that worse will happen to me, like keep me alive to be used. Wouldn't be the first time... He carefully lifted my head, fingers under my chin. He had most of his face hidden by a black hoodie but I could see a faint outline of a smile and his grey eyes. "Let's take you home." The deep voice told me, carefully picking up my bloody body as he put a too-big purple hoodie over my body, the sleeves over my hands and went past my knees. His body was so warm as he ran off with me, trying to keep the wind and the rain away from me. I could feel his muscular chest and strong heart against my head. It was just so soothing... When we went got to a place, I assumed was his house, he lied me down gently on a king sized bed and rapped me up in a way a mother would rap her baby in a blanket. The only noise I could make was a confused, "Hm?". He laughed as he started to help my wounds, not seeming to be bothered with my naked body. He dressed me in some warm purple pjs and rapped me up again to keep me warm. I made the confused "Hm?" Again. "All in good time. Let's wait for you to strengthen." He had the outline of a smile as he kissed my forehead softly, gently and tenderly stroking my cheek. The guy turned off the lights, said 'good night' and closed the door, leaving me to fall fast asleep.
In my dream I was being beaten by a huge pack of wolves, I saw my arm and leg being ripped off as blood sprayed everywhere. Then this black wolf came along, bigger and stronger than the rest and fought them off. I felt like it was my end from this loner wolf, but no. He helped my bleeding body and licked my cheek softly as he curled up beside me, protecting me from everyone and anything else. When I tried to move, it gently placed its gentle paw against my stomach and shook it's head. Softly rubbing it's really soft fur against my cheek before falling asleep. Then I fell asleep.
I woke up to the guy cursing, a loud smash came a flash later. The door was open to see food and drink all over the floor. He took deep breaths trying to calm down and I saw almost red on his face. "D-did I wake you?" He stammered, I shook my head and he sighed in relief. "Good." I watched as he tidied up and came back with some cereal and sat next to me as he placed it on the table. His hands went in front of me and I held up my arms so he could sit me up. After propping pillows on my back, he placed the cereal on my lap. I couldn't move. "Can't you move?" I shook my head. "Oh." And he put the spoon full of cereal in my mouth and helped me to eat it. He was so careful that I won't get hurt, when I started to shiver he placed the cereal down and rapped a blanket around me then held me close to his warm body. "I'll keep you warm." He told me, I could see a glimpse of purple hair, long purple hair, out of his hoodie. I had my suspicions as to who it was. I didn't move and nor did he. It was just so cosy... Mainly since I've never been in an embrace before, I've never had a good conversation with someone except my step brother and cousin... Even the we could barely talk... Before I knew it, I'd fallen back asleep.
I don't know how long I was asleep for but I knew it wasn't long, I looked up and saw the guy fast asleep with me. I could start to move so I pulled the hood off him and saw a sleeping Vincent. I knew it! He actually looked... Adorable... I buried my face into his neck and my breathing went shallow as soon as I inhaled his scent, I just wanted more of the wonderful smell. My heart raced more and more. It felt like it stopped when he woke up. I could feel his pulse quicken as his head leaned back a little. "I see your awake." He said quietly, I nodded nervously, shaking like mad. He just put his hands on my back and rubbed it. "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." I could feel his smile so I relaxed. "Sorry..." I mumbled, "sorry Vincent." "Guess you know who I am. The populars can try and change me but I won't." My body sensed he was looking at me softly. he nuzzled his face into my hair, causing me to go bright red. I went even redder when he kissed my head. "Wh... Why did you-?" "Because I love you...." He mumbled against my head, I went even redder. "But I'm a mess!" "Your not a mess... Don't let their words corrode you. Your the sweetest girl I have ever met. Cliche but you are. I've noticed how hard you try and you get nothing in return. You deserve so much more." I laughed a little, nervously. His words just... Warmed me... He actually cared for me! I smiled and looked at him, our grey eyes met and I held him close, head on his chest with a huge smile on my face. A few tears ran down my skinny face. "I love you too."
