Things to remember
Y/N ~ Your Name
E/C ~ Eye Color
H/C ~ Hair Color
H/L ~ Hair Length
F/F ~Favorite Food
F/C ~ Favorite Color
F/A ~ Favorite Animal
F/AN ~ Favorite Anime
H/N ~ Hated Nickname
F/FL ~ Favorite Flower
F/D ~ Favorite Drink
I'll add more if I have too
Sorry for the typos, I was too lazy to go back and look for them all
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Y/N POV
It's been a week. A fucking week! And my ribs still hurt from what happened. Bruised ribs, broken wrist, there's a new scar that will for above my eye soon from a deep cut I got. Not to mention the healing cut on my lip, but that one looks badass so I don't mind.
I look in the mirror, fixing my skirt. Fucking school uniform. Sasha came over and insisted on drawing on my arm cast after me saying no...3 times.
I grab my bad and walk out of my room, hearing the door slam downstairs. Backing up so I can't be seen, Travis opens his door slowly, going to talk, but I hold a finger to my mouth to tell him to not speak, pointing downstairs. I walk forward, Travis shaking his head and whispering. "Y/N, No-"
"Y/N! Get down here!!" His voice yells. I shut my eyes, cursing under my breath. I walk down the stairs slowly, making eye contact with the demon I call Terry. I stop near the coffee table.
"Your school called me, said you haven't been in for a week...care to explain?" His voice sounds calm.
This isn't good.
I gesture to my cast. "I broke my wrist, along with more bruises and cuts, I've been recovering..." I glare at him. At first, it seems he doesn't know how to react, then Travis makes his way down the stairs.
"C'mon sis...we're going to he late..." He pulls on my jacket sleeve. I look at him, then at Terry, then back at Travis. I nod, walking to the door and opening it.
"HEY!" Terry yells, making me stop and making Travis yelp in fear.
"You tell anyone how you broke that wrist and I'll break the other! Hear me?"
Travis trembles in fear, but I move him out the door.
"Understood...Terry...~" I move right out the door and slam it closed, grabbing Travis as we run up the hill.
Small Time skip >:3
I slam my locker shut as I walk into Trigonometry class, taking my seat in the back, propping my head up on my hand and ready to not pay attention for the next 45 minutes. The bell rings, making me roll my eyes. I listen to Ms. Numbers babble on about...numbers, hence the nickname. I twirl my pen, looking out the window as the rain hits the windows. The rain somewhat soothed all of the pain running through my arm from the fucking cast. I must have zoned out for a while since I tuned out the teacher. I look back at the board to please the teach, but the room is empty.
"What the...? Huh?" I stood up, looking around. Not a trace of anyone. I walk out to the hallway and see Travis, Gene and Zenix.
"Guys! Hey!" I run up to them, but fall back after hitting something. I rub my head, looking up.
"Ow! What the fuck?!" Standing, I touch the invisible wall in front of me. "Guys! What the hell is this thing?" I bang my fist on the wall.
Travis turns to me, snickering, then saying something to Zenix, but I can't hear him.
I turn around to leave, but hit another wall.
"Ok! What the fu-" something throws me down. Shaking it off and standing slowly. I look and see a large gray person in front of me. Glaring, I walk closer.
"What are you?"
It doesn't answer.
"Hey! Answer me!"
Nothing.
"NOW!" I growl, my hair blowing back and eyes glowing white. The figure comes into the light. My hair falls to my shoulders, eyes becoming normal.
"M-...Mom...?" I feel tears fill my eyes, struggling to keep my knees steady. She smiles, showing her teeth.
"Trust what is right...my angel..." She kisses my forehead, petting my head. I hold her other hand.
"Mom..." Tears pour from my eyes. "I miss you..."
"I know darling...I know..." She wraps her arms around me. I close my eyes, melting into het hug. As I open them, Terry is behind her with a knife.
"MOM!" My eyes shoot open as I look around, I'm in my class, people staring at me. My eyes dart around the room franticly, looking for any sign of this being real or fake.
"Ms. Valkrum...? Are you alright?" The teach sounds more pissed off then worried. Before I can answer, the bell rings, students rushing out.
The day moves on, sitting at lunch alone since the Shadow Knights had class. Travis sat at his table with his friends, and Emo was no where to be seen, not that I would want to see him. I throw out my food, putting my tray back and getting thrown to the ground. The lunch room looks over at me as I yell.
"Ow! What the hell?!"
Standing above me is Leggy and her group of bitches.
"What? Need to call to your dead mommy?" Ivy snickers.
"Yeah! How about your little brother?" A werewolf girl throws mac and cheese at me.
"How about your stupid little friends! Nightmare girl!" Leggy takes her soda and dumps it on my head, kids laughing, pointing, gasping in shock and some silent. I get up and rip tissues out of Leggy's bra.
"Thanks for the napkins! I needed to clean up." I wipe the mac and cheese from my eyes.
"You bitch!" She glares, but I get payback right away. I turn around to see one of bitches and her wand. She chants something, colorful ink spilling all over me, staining my H/C hair, skin and uniform. People burst our laughing as I growl, storming out of the lunch room. Walking outside, I walk to the fountain. Emo.
"Y/N what the hell happened to yo-"
"Not right now, Crazy Emo Dork!" I yell, walking away.
"Hey nightmare girl! Eat this!" Someone yells, a milkshake being thrown at me as I turn around.
New status...Nightmare girl.
Hi...Um...I'm alive!
I'm really really really sorry...
I know it's frustrating what writers go MIA, but school and life has been kicking my ass. I will be updating REGULARLY again! I hope some people are still here 💜🥰
Thank you for supporting this book while I was gone my lovelies!
Love, Kitty 💜💜🥰
I love you all soooo much
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