I awoke in a random room where the only thing I saw in my view was a mattress. I would have quickly turned to the side where I would see another bunk bed and one of my hands stuck to the bed support with duct tape. I would use my free hand to remove the tape, right when a boy with a gross haircut came into the room I was in. My defensive instincts came into play as I grabbed the closest thing next to me which was a half-filled glass bottle of some alcohol, and threw it down at the strangers' feet. Glass shattered everywhere as the boy stopped walking and would put his hand up.
"Not another step," I commanded as I looked over to see a pair of surgical scissors. I would try to quickly move over towards them but was stopped by a sound of a bowstring being knocked by an arrow.
"Don't go near those scissors." The stranger finally then spoke. I would slowly turn back around to then see the stranger pointing a bow at me. I'd sigh as I retreated back to the bed. Sitting back down on it as I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Now, will you start to behave? We did you know, just saved your life." The boy said. All I did was give out a long sigh, then my hand went to hold my head. Then I spoke.
"Who are you?" I questioned as the stranger unknocked his bow. "My name is Marlon." I would make a mental note not to forget his name. "And...Where am I?"
"Let's go for a walk. I'll tell you all that you need to know. It's also weird though. Two car crashes in a span of two days. Us kids must be really bad drivers." Marlon chuckled as he motioned me to come. With much hesitation, I would get off the bed and would walk with Marlon side by side. Once we walked out of the bedroom we would keep on walking until we reached another pair of double doors. Marlon would open the doors to reveal the outside, once stepping out of the building, I would be able to get a better view of where I am. The first thing I see is a gate with walls going most likely around the whole area, then I would see multiple other buildings.
This is so bizarre. I said in the back of my mind. I would narrow my eyes. Then after a few moments of silence, Marlon would speak.
"Welcome to Ericson's Boarding school for Troubled Youth." Marlon introduced, as my icy eyes looked at him. "How long do you plan on keeping me here," I said bluntly, as I crossed my arms. "Well, you can get rested, fed, maybe hunt with us, see if you like it here or not then hey, if you don't like it. You can go." Marlon stated.
"Hm." I thought for a moment before I clicked my tongue, turning back around.
"Okay, I'll bite. Where're my things?" I asked. "I'll bring you to the main building." Marlon offered, I just gave a quick nod of understanding as I followed Marlon to the building.
On our way there Marlon tried to spark up some kind of conversation with me but I shut him down with curt answers. I was too busy observing my own surroundings, so far, I saw about 4 other kids. A small boy with a girl that looked around my age with a really beat up and torn hat. A girl with short blonde hair on top of the wall, and another boy with shaggy dirty blonde/brown hair.
Marlon would stop at what I'm guessing-is the main building. He would open the door and once inside I could hear piano playing.
"Hm, looks like Louis is playing again."
"Louis?" I asked. "Yea, my best friend. Your stuff is actually with him so, let's' head on up." Marlon responded as we started walking up the stairs. Once we kept on moving, the piano music would start to get louder and louder. After a few more minutes of walking and listening to the music, the two of us would stop at the door where the music was playing. Marlon would burst open the doors to the room and walked in. The piano music stops abruptly.
"You can't just go and barge in on my piano time!" A new male voice yelled at what I'm guessing was Marlon. I would then walk in the room after that exchange.
My eyes scanning around,
as it then landed on the boy on the piano.
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A World Like This: Louis x Reader ( TWDG )
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