Simon's Little Experiment

Prologue/Backstories

Let me take you on a journey about five girls...don't ask who I am cause you cannot find out yet. You'll find out in the end.

Just know that some things you are about to see/read may be triggering.

First we'll look into the life of our mysterious main character. Zia.

Zia's POV

My feet pounded on the gray pavement of the stained concrete sidewalk. Only god knows what has stained it.

Gotta get away. Gotta get away. Gotta get away.

Ever since Me and what's left of my family had moved to Blackburn from Bradford things have gone downhill. It had all started when the car crash happened; the reason we moved here to escape the memories. All of my brothers had died but my parents and I had made it out. I miss them. The old parents. The ones that actually loved me.

The bruises started piling up on my skin like building blocks. I tried so hard to escape. My parents had became abusive drunkards.

So I tried to escape through school. That turned out to be a bad idea as well. Their tormenting words penetrated my mind and banged on my walls trying to get in. I had promised I wouldn't let my guard down. But then, he came along. Nick. And to believe that I actually thought that he loved me for me. Turns out it was just for the sex. Nick turned me into his human punching bag and more bruises were piling up. He turned the school on me.

But my parents didn't give a damn.

Nick didn't give a damn.

Depression didn't give a damn.

No one gave a damn.

My only friend became a package full of razor blades.

Told you that it might be triggering. No wonder she's so mysterious. Hmm. :3

Well now we'll move on to our second destination. Nile.

Nile's POV

Seven months.

Seven months since I saw my family last. I couldn't wait to see the cute couple walk through the door holding hands.

My parents were in the army and my sister Georgia was picking them up at the airport. I was sure of it. My parents were too strong and free willed to die. A couple of neighbors had already received word of their loved one's death. It was tragic.

At school I never let the words get to me.

'Fat'

'Pig'

They didn't get to me. Never gave never will.

Georgia walked through the door with a vanilla colored envelope. No no no. Her eyes were filled with salty tears and the rest of her face was stained with dried rear tracks.

"They're gone Nile." she whispered.

"No!" I pulled away from her hug and ran out the door searching for mum and dad. "NOOO!" I fell to my knees on the driveway. My neighbors worriedly looked at me with sorrowful eyes. Georgia brought me back inside and let me cry on her shoulder until I eventually fell asleep.

What I had feared most had come true. The weirdos had began to get to me. Their words had began to get to me.

But I never showed it. Nor did I stop eating. I just sometimes threw it up after. No one will suspect it. I'll be semi skinny. Not too fat not too skinny. Right? The words were going to stop right?

Ooo. Harsh. I hope she stops. (I know she does. Oops. Spoiler.)

Now let's take a look into the adventurous unicorn we all know to be Louise. The 's' is pronounced.

Louise's POV

Sorrow. That's something I never felt. Never ever ever ever ever never! I was a happy go lucky girl. Never jumpy. Never sad.

But things always change.

The auditorium was filled with students from grade 5 to 8 who were all chatting away to the other kids seated around them. Surprise surprise.

It was about halfway through the speech that five large men all in black barged through the closed doors.

"Run!" our principal yelled before he was shot to his doom. I began running and running and running trying to find a door that wasn't blocked by large men. Why come into a school?

By now, ten men are hot on my trail. I dashed into a room before jumping into a cupboard.

"Where are ye ya little rat?" His voice was gravelly and rough forcing a whimper out of my mouth. The door was ripped open.

"There ya are."

2 months later

The bed I had been given was torn and stained with all sorts of substances. The men who had captured me took turns beating me waiting for the ransom which had started rolling in this morning. Why did they wait so long? Why me?

When school came back around everyone hugged me. Yeah sure I was joyful that I was back, but sadness filled my eyes. If my mouth had been covered you would've thought I was frowning and breaking inside. But I was sporting a smile. A real smile.

Truth was, I was breaking inside at the same time of my happiness.

Hmm. Did they only beat her? I wonder but we'll find out in tine right?

Now let's take a look at what Leya's life is like. Shall we? We shall.

Leya's POV

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Three drops of water. I guess it's better than yesterday. Yesterday I only got two. So this is what my life is like now huh? I feel the need to take control but I can't and won't. Me and my parents walked back to our tent provided by the camp.

Yes a camp.

More like a prison.

Where people are experimented on.

"Test subject 42 to the gates." a voice from the speaker boomed. I walked to the gates.

Today a new energy drink was tested on me. It was supposed to make me energetic and happy.

It tasted horrible. There was chemicals in it and it gave me internal bleeding causing me to pass out.

Meanies. Now let's go visit Hayley.

Hayley's POV

I hate my job therefore I hate my life. The nasty glances. The touching. Ew.

You see, I'm a dropout and I work at a bar.

Old men are always eying me up and down asking 'How much is the barista?' it disgusted me. I don't know why I worked here but it's the only place that would take me and give me enough pay to keep my family alive.

I had stopped giving my family hugs and kisses. I was too scared that they'd touch me in a wrong way like the men (and occasionally women) tried to do to me. I lived in fear now. I became distant and mute.

You know what they say. Short but sweet. Do they still say that? Aw well.

You're about to be drawn into a world full of hurt and pain. Of love and life.