Taken From My Home (Completed)

I Met Him

Your POV

A normal day in the life of me. Talking on the phone with Trin, my bestie, playing with the collar of my shirt, all while lying on the floor of my bedroom.

"Y-N! Go feed your bunny!" My mom yelled. "Okay, " I say as I turn my head to the phone. "Hey, umm-uh, yeah. Trin I gotta go, byee!"

I hang up the phone and walk out to my kitchen where my Mom is washing the dishes. "Yeah, Ma?" She turns to me, wiping her hands with a rag.

"Here. Take these to the bunny out back." She hands me a bag of old lettuce and a mushy tomato. "Thanks..?"

I turn and start my trek down my stairs, into the basement and put my shoes on, then my favorite (color) hoodie.

"Be right back, Mom!" I yell, and walk out my front door. I walk through the grass and think about that doggone bunny.

'Man...she's gonna have babies soon!' I think. 'What a world...'

"Indeed, child." A voice whispers in my ear. "Ahh!" I scream and look around, frantically. "Hehehehe!" I hear.

"What the shit-biscuit...?" I ask myself. I lightly smack myself in the head and smile. "I'm losing my shit, haha."

I continue with my walk to my bunny. She lives in the old dog house of Steele, my sister's dog, that died a couple days ago.

I feel something wet on my face and look up. It's raining. "Shit.." I say. "Rose-Mary! Eat this!" I yell and throw the veggies at her.

She scurried away from them, coming back and sniffing them, soon eating it. "Good girl!" I say.

I start my walk back to my house as the rain is getting harder. I put my hood up and start running.

I finally get to the house to realize: I'm soaked. Great. I run up the stairs, into my room and start to pull off my shirt.

Until I hear a voice say, "Woah, woah! Don't you ever knock? Rude."

I turn and meet the eyes of someone familiar. AntiSepticEye. "What the hell?! Get out of my room!" I yell.

He shrugs and disappears into a cloud of green smoke, only to reappear behind me. I jump and start hitting him, throwing punches and yelling.

"Hey, calm-calm down! And be quiet!" He tells me. Of course, I didn't listen. 'I've had enough of this shit." He mumbles.

I begin to think of what he means before his eyes turn green and blue and anger traces his face.

He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head, pinning me. I know what you're thinking, no, not in that sort of way.

"Hey! Let me go you green piece of shit! I'll tell my Mom!" I say, trying to make him let go. "Good luck, kid. Just go get a damn shirt on before I..." He trails off, bitting his lip.

A look of fear takes place of my anger and confusion. As well as a blush. He lets me go so I can put one on.

I quickly scurry towards my closet in search of a shirt. I find a (color) zipper-less hoodie and put it on, not caring that it's not a shirt.

"Is this good, pervert?" I ask, sassily. "Fine, let's go." He states, itching at his shock collar.

I smirk, getting an idea. "Hey, Anti...why do you have a shock collar around your neck? Hmmm?" I ask.

I see a light pink spreads across his face. "None of your business, kid. No more questions, it's annoying." He dismisses the question.

"Is it 'cause you're a dog? A bitch, even?" I ask, elbowing his side. "What did I say? No more questions." He states through gritted teeth.

"Fine, fine. Be that way." I say. We walk towards the front door, then exit my house.

I smirk again, "One more question: Where is my mom and dad?" His eyes glow, slightly.

He turns to my smiling face, me acting all innocent like I did absolutely nothing. "That's it! I've had it!" He yells.

He raises his arm and elbows me in the head, enough to knock me out. I fall limp on the ground. He picks me up and we head to an unknown vehicle.