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Silver-haired Boy (V)

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"Come on! Quit being such a baby!"

"Yeah just go in there!"

My "friends" were trying to get me to walk into an abandoned house, by myself to find out if it's haunted or not. What fucking friends they are.

"Why don't you guys go in there if you want to know so bad?"

"Because we have people who love us dearly" one says as he places his hand over his heart. I scoff.

"Oh you sure about that? Or are you sure your not just talking about your left hand?" I say.

"Why you little-" he was stopped by the other girl.

"Come on and cut it out. She's gonna die soon anyways, so leave her in piece so they can identify her body when they find it." She says.

"Nope I'm not doing it." I say walking down the steps of the house off the porch.

"Yes you are!" The guy runs up to me and throws me over his shoulder. He carrys me to the front door.

"Let me go!" I yell. But the girl has already open the door. Next thing I know is that I'm lying on the ground in the dark. I pull out my phone and use the flash light on it. I look around. I try opening the door but it's locked. I also try calling for help but I  have no service.

"Damn it!" I whisper yell to myself.

"Hey! Such words shouldn't come out of a pretty mouth like yours." A deep voice says. I turn to my right to see a man not much older then me, leaning in a door frame. His silver hair is messy like he just got out of bed, hes wearing jeans with a white t-shirt and a black, leather jacket.

"H-how did you g-get here?" I was to afraid to care if I looked weak.

"Doesn't matter doll, what does is that you let those people mess with you like that. And on top of it, you call them your 'friends'." He says.

"Yeah I do, but why do you care?" I ask.

"Let's just say I had friends just like yours. Making me do stupid things like they did to you now." He states.

"What do you mean 'had'." I ask.

"To many questions," he pushes himself off the door frame. "Let's go get revenge shall we?" He holds his hand out towards me. I hesitate but grabe his hand. Even if he ends up killing me, it won't matter since I'm an orphan with clearly no friends.

He pulls me to the back of the house. He opens the back door and we walk around to the front of the house. I can see my "friends" looking in the front windows. He quickly pulls me to the side if the house.

"Sneak up behind him and put this over his head. I'll get the girl." He says holding what looks like a pillow case.

"What! No! I'm not kidnapping them!" I say quite loud causing him to put his hand over my mouth. I then felt a sudden chill come over my body. I felt different, a good different. I felt as if I have the strength of thousands if not more.

I look down to see the pillow case in my hand. The silver haired boy is gone so I guess I'll have to take both of them inside myself. I walk out from the side of the house.

"What the hell are you-" he was cut off by the bag going over his head. I pull it tighter so he'll pass out. Just then the girl jumps on my back. I merely snicker. I continue to pull the bag on the guys head well hitting my back agents the wall of the house. I hear a loud "Bang" and the girl falls down. The guy finally gives up and falls limp as well.

"Now let's get you inside." I say. I grabe the girls hand and push her inside. Then grabe the guys foot dragging him in. I look around before shutting the door. I lock the door and open the basement door. I drag both of there body's down there(there not dead). I chain them to the wall by there hands. I sit in a chair waiting for them to wake up.

The girl starts to stir making my head jolt up. She looks around frightened. Funny. Not long aftwr the guy wakes up as well. They both start to scream for help. It hurts my ears.

"Shut your yapping. No one can hear you." I yell at them. The stop immediately. I look to the table to my right.

"Okay so let's start with you." I point to the guy while still looking at the table.

"Let's see, scream for the one you want. Okay so we have dagger, chainsaw, whip, drill, lighter and gasoline, and my personal favorite the pistol." I say. I stare deep into his eyes looking for the right way to torture him.

"Lighter and gasoline it is then!" I say happily. They both scream. I roll my eyes and pour the flamible liquid under his feet. I then play with the lighter.

"Looks like I'm a little clumsy today." I say and drop the lighter. He screeches in pain as I laugh like a psycho.

"Now you." I manage to say to the girl over his screams. She shakes he head no well crying violently. I walk back to the table and grabe the dagger. It cuts her skin like butter.

I torture them for a little till I get bored.

"Okay, I'm bored let's just play with our last item. And you know I save the best for last." I say and pick up the pistol. I point it at the guy. Then I suddenly relise what I'm doing. His tear stained face, bloody body, and bruised wrists. What am I doing. The girl was No different.

"What are you waiting for? Do it!" I turn behind me to see the silver haired boy. He had a smirk and evil look in his eyes.

"No! I can't do it!" I yell and drop to my knees with the gun still in hand.

"Very well, suit yourself." He says and vanishes. I stand up with a smirk on my face. I raise the gun up to the two victims. One. Two. Then they both close there eyes falling into an eternal sleep.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" He whispers in my ear. I start to cry. I just killed two people. Me. I did that.

"Now let's finish things off." He suddenly runs at me. I don't feel like he hit me though. I raise the gun up to my temple. I laugh before pulling the trigger. A ring in my ear sings to me till the moment my life is gone.