*WARNING: Not so nice language.*
I sat there. He's sawed off my hair, but I didn't know why. He's carved something into my hand, but I didn't know what it was. There was dried blood still on my head. He was standing in front of me with the blood on his switchblade. My blood. He then looked at his own hand. He started to carve a marking in his hand. It was an 'X' just under his thumb towards the middle on his left hand. That must be what he carved in my hand. He didn't clean the blade before he started carving his own hand, which made me gag slightly. He didn't even wince in pain. He even stared at me dead in the eyes while he did it. He noticed that I gagged and and slapped me. "Why are you doing this to me? Why did you disappear for a year? Who are you?" I asked under my breath. He groaned in annoyance and glared at me. "Fine. Since you seem so curious, I'll tell you. My name is Blurryface. I've been watching you the past year. I couldn't stand being around you. It was driving me insane!" he explained, raising his voice a little in anger it seemed. "I'm not going to tell you why it drove me to insanity, but I will tell you it did. I had some help from a friend of mine," he said, but he still didn't answer one of my questions. Now, I had a new one. "Why. Are. You. Doing. This. To. Me?" I asked, trying to make myself seem more threatening. He punched me in the mouth and growled something deep. "Don't use that tone with me!" He shouted, getting angry. I immediately knew I made a mistake. My head was down and I was scared out of my mind. He grabbed my hair and yanked it back, making me look at him. "You fool, keep your head up. I might be easier on you if you keep your eyes on me," he stated. His tone was cristal clear. He was serious. I must have been looking down again, but he kicked me in the chest and knocked me backward. My head felt the familiar pain in my head and started crying almost. "Hey! Leave him alone!" a voice shouted behind me. I look up to see Josh tied to the wall. He was beaten just about to his limit. His eyes were black and his lip was busted all the way around. His face was bruised and cut. I almost didn't recognize him. If it wasn't for his hair and tattoo, I wouldn't have... I look at him and want to start crying. Josh has been one of my good friends for forever it had seemed. I almost started crying has I stuttered, "J-Josh..?" He looked at me on the ground and I couldn't see any emotion. He looked terrible. "Shut up! You're not in this!" Blurryface shouted at him. It was so strange seeing Tyler's body shout at Josh like that. He grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me up, but the two front legs were still off the ground. He looked at Josh and said, "Thanks to you, I have my Y/N. You brought him to me. You brought him right into my trap. Thank you, Josh." I turn around to Josh. He seems to be confused. We both didn't know what he was talking about. "Y/N, you will be my partner in crime. You will do anything I say and if you refuse, there will be a bullet in your head," Blurryface said in a threatening tone. He then threw me back down. My head then slammed back down and my head was pounding. I felt like my head would crack open. I couldn't do anything but cry. "Y/N.." Josh said behind me. His voice sounded broken. I wonder what Tyler did to him. No, not Tyler. Blurryface. This guy was not my Tyler. "What's wrong, you foolish man?" Blurryface asked me with this seductive tone to his voice. I was crying and staring at the ceiling. He lifted me up kind of gingerly. He looked deep into ny eyes, and for a split second, I thought I saw Tyler. Blurryface pushed his face hard against mine, our lips being connected. I tried to pull away, but there was no way I could pull back because he was pushing my head. I didn't kiss him back, and that made him pull away and scowl at me. He still had his switchblade in his hand and slashed my cheek. Pain surged through ny face as I let out a little scream due to the sudden pain. "You little shit. You are my partner in crime. You are supposed to be my partner. Act like it!" he threatened. He walked off and to that little room again of to the side. "Hey, Y/N, look, I didn't do anything. I swear. I don't know who this guy is, but he's not Tyler. I'm sorry he-" Josh whispered behind me, but was cut off by Tyler coming back. "Shut up you bastard! I thought I taught you a lesson?! I'm done with you!" he shouted at Josh. I felt sick to my stomach. He stepped to Josh and stabbed him in the in the torso... I was still on the ground, and saw it all. "NO!" I yelled, but it was too late. Josh's light started fading out of his eyes. Blurryface didn't remove the blade, so it made it that much more slow and painful to watch. Josh's light finally went out of his eyes. His body went limp and Blurryface removed the blade. I was shaking and crying hysterically. "Looks like it's just me and you now," he said, a maniacal tone in his voice. “What is wrong with you?! You just killed Tyler's best friend! You're insane!” I yelled furiously at him from the ground. He kicked my side and I tried not to show pain. It really hurt. “Don't get wise. You don't talk to me that way, and if you do, you're next,” he said, pointing at Josh. I couldn't bare to look at him. He looked so lifeless. There was no light in his eyes. There was no sparkle. No smile. I started crying as I looked at him. Anger also rose up in me. I was still on the ground and wanted to break free. “Aww.. what's wrong? Is the fool sad about Josh dying? Heh..” he said tauntingly, chuckling at the end. He seemed to be proud of what he's done. I started struggling and he laughed. “Do you think you'll actually get free? Heh, just think, when I get through with you, you won't forget me~” he said in a teasing tone, like he was trying to “get me going”. I scowled and looked away. He grabbed my chin forcefully and made me look at him. He scowled while saying, “Keep you eyes on me, you bitch...”
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