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Pushed ||3||

"Yeah come on!"

"Whooo!"

"Let's get this started!"

"Wake her up!"

I heard echoed screams all around me, I grumbled and lifted my head while trying to open my eyes.
I attempted to move my hands, but they bound together. Suddenly I felt something move past my hands and I was pushed to the ground.

"Yeah!" Someone shouted.

I was lifted up, they wrapped their fingers deep into my hair and jerked my head backwards.
I whinced in pain.

"Get ready, because we're about to have lots of fun." Someone whispered into my ear.

Everything was spinning as I was no longer bound, I struggled to keep steady.
All under me was sand, this is odd. I thought we were in the woods.
Wait, wheres Peter?

Hold on, where am I right now?
I tried to look around but everything was still blurry. People made a circle around me, I was confused.

"Hey what's happen-" I tried asking someone, but they pushed me.

I had bumped into someone else, I apologized and tried to stand correctly but I was hit in the stomach.
I groaned in pain as I wrapped up arms around my stomach, I coughed roughly and I didn't even have time to think, I was hit over and over again.

I could barley breath, I was beaten and cut for what seemed like hours. Tears stained my face and dripped from my chin.
I gasped, I gripped the sand under my hands and forced my body up.

"Come on push him in!"

"Make them kill each other!"

"Kill them both, the more the better!"

With a few options being yelled, soon after everyone started to chant some weird language whine stomping their feet.
It sounded hypnotizing, it was all I could focus on right now. My eyes wondered and I saw Vanessa chanting with them. Black paint covered her face and symbols were drawn across her face.

I heard a thud come from beside me, I faced towards it and saw Peter thrown onto the ground. Blood stained the arms of his shirt, a guy stepped out from the crowd and looked down on Peter.

He then reached down and grabbed a fist full of his hair and yanked him upwards, his face was revealed to have cuts and bruises everywhere.
I guess they gave him the same treatment as they did to me, was he the one who knocked me out?

Peter pushed whoever grabbed him and got up, he tried the same thing I did and ended up getting pushed, punched, and cut by almost all of the people.

Did I get drugged?

I mean I might've fallen. I didn't think twice about trying to get back up, but once again I was pushed back down but this time someone was stepping on my back.
Once their foot was removed I quickly got up and tried to swing at them, they dodged my punch and returned it to me. Of course, with everything being so hazy and blurry I couldn't dodge it in time.

But I didn't fall this time, I wobbled but I still stood, it took me a little bit to keep my balance but once I did I had a sudden burst of energy.

"This girls getting tough!"

"Awee, is someone mad!"

"Look at her go!"

I heard some more of those horrible  comments, I clenched my fists and swore under my breathe. I felt blood trickle down my nose and cover my top lip, I used the back of my hand to wipe it away as I balanced myself good enough to stop wobbling.

"Y/n.." I heard Peter say.

I turned my head slighty to see Peter slowly crawling to me, he coughed and hicced. I stood there, confused as to what to do in this situation.

"Peter.." I muttered, squinting my eyes to see if it was really him.

I turned my head away for a split second, my arm was grabbed and Peter was in front of me. I stared at his back as red began stain it, loud cheering blocked my hearing. My hands touched the red liquid that dripped from his shirt.

"Yeah!"

"First sacrifice!"

"Burn him!"

More chants were yelled, it's weird, I suddenly feel calm yet my heart is racing and I still can't see anything clearly.

He fell forwards, his body was lifeless. I was afraid I was next to be stabbed, there is nothing I can do at this point. I looked up at everyone, you that feeling when you get before you puke? Yeah that's how I feel right now, but instead of puking I knew I was gonna pass out.
So before I did, I made eye contact with Vanessa.

Funny, I didn't see her face change expression at all. She still kept that murderous grin on her mouth, the fire reflecting off her face and the knife in her hand.

I've known her for so long and to know that she would be apart of this kinda confuses me yet frustrates me.

I hadn't noticed that I was sweating a whole lot, whatever I had, weither it be a type of drug or just because I might be sick, this is taking a big toll on me.

I kept asking myself how I was so calm, or at least seem calm. But inside I'm freaking out, I want all this to be over.

I felt hands wrap around my wrists and ankles, my body was being moved somewhere else. I couldn't open my eyes, so I assumed that this was the end for me.

I heard more mumbles.

"I thought one sacrifice would be enough, why'd we being Leader's friend into this?"

"I don't know, don't question Leader's actions."

"Yeah he knows what he's doing, just trust him dude."

"Too bad though, Peter was a good kid."

I would've moved my fingers or feet but all my limbs were numb, in fact, I couldn't move anything right now.

Wait, what was my cats name?

What color was it?

And why can't I remember these simple things?..

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