I heard the loud and irritating school bell. It's time to go to the next class. Although I have to say, this class lost my interest. It was bland and lacking excitement. I usually don't say this about classes, but there's a first for everything.
I walked to the door, just like everyone else. But the idiotic teacher told me to stay, he wanted to talk to me for a moment. I turned around and faced him. He said that he's interested to know me better, he said he always does this to rookie students.
I said that I'm no rookie and he is and will always be lower than me. And then...he grinned. He grinned and then chuckled a bit. And what was a chuckle turned into a psychotic laugh. With a concerned look on my face, I asked what's wrong. He said to that I'm entertaining. He said that he would love to lock me up somewhere, and he would see if I would keep talking like that.
He was reaching for something in his jacket pocket. He pulled out a gun.
I became suprised and scared at that moment. I put both of my hand at the height of my shoulders and my face was full of fright. I suggested to him that he put the gun down but he rejected. He said that I'm not like the others. He walked up to me and put his hands on my cheek. He gave me an evil smile. Then he pistol whipped me.
I screamed in pain, covering my wound. He kneeled down to me, saying that I'm just a no good tool. I stared him in the face. I lifted up my fist and gave him a strong punch. He got knocked to the ground. I would do something, but I couldn't stand up. My head was bleeding uncontrollably.
He got back up and grabbed me by the neck and threw me across his desk. I was gagging my own dark red blood. He said that he's going after me, and that my sister Reina was going to get it too. How can this guy be a friend of father's? I got up and I put up my fist, giving him a weak punch this time. I collapsed on the floor, and then he kicked me in the stomach a couple of times. I was coughing my own blood.
I could see it on the wood tiled floor, I looked like I had no life in my eyes. My vision was blurring, I might as well be dead. He put one of his fingers on my lip swaying it down to my torso.
He smirked again, with a quiet laugh.He then came close to me. He said that he can go ahead and tell someone, because they wouldn't believe me. He said I could go ahead and tell my mother, because he's a close friend to my father. With direct quotes he said,
"Keep thinking your the most important person in the world, because your not. Your just a irrogant person with a huge ego. You only care what others think, and that's why you think your the best. I'm the one that's better than you. You will always be beneath me."
He put the gun up to my head. And then he continued talking.
"Your family is just a bunch of rich idiots who don't give a damn about anyone else. You leave everyone else behind, and you help yourself only. You aren't the best
You aren't the smartest
You aren't the girl you think you are...
You are no one..."
He pulls the trigger.
BOOM
End of Chapter 5
Okay then, that was deep!!
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The Dark Room©
HorrorEye See You Productions gives you, The Dark Room. Three spoiled girls named Kelsey, Reina, and Amaya are raised in a mansion. Their father, Blayson Overscott, has passed away due to a overdose of pills. Their mother, has re-married a movie star, nam...