Cute and Cluts

Blood Shed|"We need to know the time"

The man chuckled again, and now I knew it was a man. He came up close, covered my mouth and I think he was grinning, then whispered in my ear; "What do you think will happen to the lucky Clover?? Do you think she's safe with your Mother!!??"
My eyes widened at that statement. Clover was, taken back in?

Why was I left alone? Why was I so FUCKING STUPID!?? Why must I be the one to go through this pain when I don't deserve it!!? All I can FUCKING thiNK Of aRe quEsTIons of WHY! WHY WHY, WHY THE FUCK WAS I LEFT TO DIE!?

After having no more tears left to shed, the man left me alone for a while, and during that time something; or should I say someone. It was a lightly glowing human figure. It looked female, kinda looked like clover, just, a little taller. She came close to me and I could hear her voice; a small voice, as if not to scare a mouse; It said:

"Don't fear, my child. You will be okay. I will come and protect you when I can ensure you'll both be safe." Then in a more stern voice; "Now listen, I chose to take you in, but you were already gone by the time I got to your house, so I took clover to keep her safe." Then she was gone.

I could still feel the warmth of her presence and I craved it.
I was snapped back to reality when the man came back with something. Weights? A collar? Holy Fuck!
He took me off the wall and quickly put the really heavy weights on my wrists. He then put a collar on my neck and pulled on the loop, almost dragging me to the door. I could feel my legs and hands being cut by whatever is on the floor; it stings like a bitch, I can tell you that.
Next thing I know, I'm blinded by light when he opened the door and......

Lucky's POV Still

And all I could see were a million men, until I was dragged to another room. There was a boy who looked to be the same age as me. He had deep violet hair and really pail skin. He wore a nice, light blue, expensive looking suit. I would assume that he was like the rest of them just younger if he didnt look scared out of his mind.

The man who was dragging me threw me into the room and left, locking the door.
The boy however, when the door was locked, ran over to me and started picking locks on the weights and collar with a peice of I dont even know.

"Whats your name?" He had asked me while picking the lock on the collar.

"Call me Lucky. No scratch that, Call me Miira." I cant beleive I just told him my middle name. What am I thinking??

He looked shocked as he got to the last lock. "I know how we can get out of here, a-a-and its much simpler now that we're together."

"Just tell me your name and get to the point"

The boy shook his head as if he was internally smacking himself. "My name is Brison, and what I'm trying to say is that we can easily just walk out of here un-noticed. We just need to know the time."

I didn't know if I could trust him or not. So I then decided to sit in the corner of the room away from him.  He looked hurt when I move away from him but I didn't care. I was in to much pain to trust anyone.

I think I must of fell asleep sitting there because when I came to, Brison was covered in blood and I was wearing a really pretty short dress. I decided to get up, which, wasn't a good idea. As soon as I did, nausea hit me hard. I placed my hand on the wall to prevent myself from falling until I could stand strait again.

-I wonder if this door is actually locked.-

I walked over to the door and tried to open it, and was genuinely surprised when it opened.

A/N
I KNOWW its been years but im back and gonna try to continue this. Gonna have to revamp Hybrids because it is no longer a creepypasta story but I will try to give you guys better updates!!