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Chapter Seven

Hello everyone I know you are probably disappointed in me but I have been so sick as of lately that I haven't had any energy or nothing. I'm still quite sick but not as much. Now I have to explain a few things. My account had glitches out completely couldn't see any notifications I couldn't rite or move around the screen luckily I got it fixed. Also i have met the most amazing guy ever and I'm so happy and he has motivated me to write more and more seeing as my goal is to be a writer and I have also met the most amazing people on the planet ever.One more thing my sister has recently been engaged and so I have been helping her plan her wedding and stuff.was the next day at school. That is all!

It was a bright sunny day. Everyone was happy in Paris it was amazing mood for Paris. That's what it appeared to be.

Today is Valentine's Day. And after last night. Y/N had to wear closed clothing. She wore long denim jeans, her hair was down, a hat on her head that covered her face and a long oversized shirt.

The memories of last night replayed in her head.

*Flashback*

"They get punished."

Blanc lunged his claws at Y/N'S neck. He wrapped them around. Y/N started clawing at his hands. He started to add pressure. He laughed and laughed and laughed. Y/N was starting to lose her breath.

Gasping and trying to get air in her system no words would form. At this rate Blanc's eyes were a pale blue. She squeezed her eyes shut.

Letting her hands fall to the side she gathered enough air to speak.

"Blanc... stop"

Her shallow voice was enough to bring recognition to him. Blanc's eyes flickered his normal colour before quickly turning to his violet colour. His hands immediately left her neck and hurried to grab her unconscious body.

Her eyes closed. No E/C to be seen. Her skin turning pale. No sense of movement. He held her close to his body. His eyes widen through his white mask. His sharp calloused hand placed two of his cladded fingers against her neck searching for a pulse. Slowly he sighed softly in relief.
"She's not dead," he whispered a hint of relief hidden within his voice.

He used one of his hands to run down her neck. His fingerprints and hand marks lay aquatinted to the eye. His eyes darted to her face. He closed his eyes. Even without looking he could pinpoint every bruise he had laid on her body, he didn't like it, he despised it. For some reason he couldn't understand why, why was he feeling so soft. She wouldn't remember, he thought to himself slouching his shoulders.

He started whispering under his breath. His eyes opened. A bright blue orb fell out of his body and into Y/N'S body. He laid her down on the bed gently. "If only you wore the collar princess."

He quickly raced towards the balcony and jumped his bright purple eyes becoming dimmer by the second.

*End Of Flashback*

Y/N sighed. Her feet slowly dragging herself to school. After the incident that occurred last night Y/N decided to wear the collar.
No matter how much embarrassment Y/N would have she didn't want a repeat of last night. The collar was itchy, rough and jagged.

Making her way half way to the school Y/N stopped. Her breathing had quickened. She started dripping with sweat. Reaching her hand up to her head she clasped it gently. What is going on with me, she though, her legs completely hesitating to take a step forward. Her body almost with a mind of its own hunched up against the nearest pole.

Why, why am I so dizzy, Y/N couldn't understand why, why was she feeling so sick all of a sudden. Y/N'S eye sight started to get blurry. She hunched forward with ragged breaths. Casting her eyes over the building tops of Paris
Y/N saw a purple cladded figure.
The figure started running towards Y/N as if Y/N was the target. Her panting increased. Her eyes widened, she could feel her fear settling in, she's hardly gotten enough sleep, she doesn't have silver to help. Her legs wouldn't move, it felt like an endless loop to her. The excessive breathing, the hesitation just like before.

Y/N started to whisper something before closing her eyes tight hoping that the person would leave her alone. A rough cladded figure pushed Y/N to the side, the two bodies hid in the alleyway.

"You just like getting into dangerous situations, dummy."