Oblivous, Chapter 11

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Scars, Chapter 11.

I woke up and I couldn't see... It took a while but then I realised I had a bag over my head, so putting my head backwards, and biting the material in front of my I raise it above my chin, my nose and then I just shake it off.

"Hello? Hellooooo is anybody there?" I ask. Duncan comes out the shadows, and I luagh at him his face looks like a plum and his face is beetroot colour.

"Please stop! You have me in tears!" I said laughing my head off, I would clutch my stomach, but it's still sore and there is leather straps around my ankles and wrists. "Please stop." Shaking his head angrily, he steps back into the shadows. And I start too calm down still chuckling a wee bit. And Jasmine walk out, with a cast around her foot.. Oops! She walks up to me and slaps me.

"Do that again, I'll bite you." I said evilily. And finally George walks out saking his said sadly.

"What are we going too do with you Nathan?" I said glumly, so he's the ringleader, I thought he was my friend.

"Uhh is that a trick question?" I ask. he chuckles, "If it isn't I would recommend letting me go, I get the munchies quickly, and I'm picky with my food." I said with my eyebrow raised, Jasmine stifled a laugh and George shot her a look and she flinched. So she was forced into this.

"Hey, what did you do too my new guitar?" I ask, I vividly remember getting hit over th head with something hard, but can't recall what it was.

"Uh well... We hit you over the head with your "new" guitar." He said.

"What!!!" I lunge at him while in the chair, just able to headbutt him and I took that chance and he punched me.

"Don't you dare do that again!" He started punching me like crazy and I just took it.

"I swear to God if you let me out of this chair I will smash your head open, just by squeezing your head!" I screamed. And he spat in me, nobody spits on me it's happened before a guy spat on me and left him in the hospital, sure I got in trouble but I don't take that. I started lunging in my chair trying to get some sort of leverage over the leather bands. I could feel the leather stretching a tiny bit, and a wee bit more. I bite his arm hard and pull him towards me, and I start to bite all of his arm hard, hes screaming in pain now, Duncan and Jasmine trying to get me off him, but I finally settle on his hand and keeping the pressure rising, because I have a plan, still keeping my mouth clamped shut trying to draw lots of blood.

I move to his fingers since I have been unable to draw blood from the hand. hes begging now, trying too get me to stop, I bite harder and Jasmine is trying to pry my teeth off while Duncan left the room, (most likley going to grab something to wack me over the head with.) I draw blood and lots of it, so now I play the waiting game, which means waiting for Duncan to come back.

He comes back with a big board of wood, and I get my teeth into postion and he hits me over the head with it, knocking me out cold. He helped me bite off George's finger tips.

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George's P.O.V.

The God damn kid bit my finger tips off! He just wouldn't let go until, Duncan hit him over the head. Were on our way to the hospital, I knew these won't heal without bandages. We check in and go to the first aid section. A doctor asked how I got it, then he noticed the bite marks on my palm and on my arm, in fact there was still DNA on it, and I froze and he said.

"Hey, aren't you guys the people who stole that famous kid's song? And isn't he like missing." I shrugged my shoulder and he said he needed to take samples of my blood to make sure there's no infection, but I know he swabbed the saliva. When I get back there will be hell to pay.

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Nathan's P.O.V.

I woke up and they gagged my mouth with sellotape, so I lick it and lick it until it falls off, I love being smart. I noticed that I wore the leather done a lot so I start rubbing it fast, either the wood will break or the leather, my bet is the leather. And I start rubbing away.

To my suprise I was right again, it finally snaped off and I undo my left arm, and with both arms I free both legs, not a minute to soon. They came through the door as soon as I stood up and I dived for shadows.

"Where the &%^$ did he go!" George screamed.

Play time is over.

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