OO2

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by CALIS0UL

by CALIS0UL

04:19

i stared down at the resting boy waiting for him to suddenly wake up and catch me trying to sneak out, but he never did. I studied him for a brief moment. His soft blue hair. His smooth pale skin. The gently rise and fall of is chest. He really was good looking. What are you doing?! I mentally slapped myself. How could I be fawning at a time like this? A let out an exasperated breath and slowly begins to make my way across the room. A small groan could be heard from the sleeping make and he began to shift. I quickly ducked behind the couch. My heart was beating out of my chest and it was getting hard to breathe. I couldn't even sort my own thoughts anymore. I clench my hands into fists as he finally stops moving. I wait a moment before peering over the couch to check on him, letting out a silent sigh of relief as I see he is still asleep. I carefully stand back up and quickly make my way over to the door. I look back once more before quietly opening the door and stepping outside.

04:26

my heart was beating out of my chest as I raced down the hallway of the apartment building, my face starting to burn red from the adrenaline. I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead. It dripped into the cut making me wince a clench my teeth. My body began to ache and my head was once again spinning, but now is not the time to give up. I continued running until I got to the entrance. I yanked the door open and stepped outside, looking up at the window of my mysterious captor. Shit.. the light turned on and I could see movement from inside. i took off running once again, my dark hair whipping in the wind as my converse beat against the sidewalk. I ran until my legs could no longer carry me, sitting down on a park bench to regroup.

this was really happening? No it can't be. It has to be a dream. Im gonna wake up in the morning and just laugh it off! I let out a hoarse laugh, leaning back against the bench. How I wished it to just be a dream. But deep down I knew it was real, and I could still be in danger. I allowed myself to catch my breath, gently dabbing at my cut with the sleeve of my hoodie. Reluctantly I stood up and looked around. I didn't see him, which was a good thing right? I sighed and kicks a pebble as I made my way down the streets of Shanghai. The view at night was such a sight to behold. I would've enjoyed it if I wasn't running for my life. How ironic that it takes being kidnapped to be able to see this? I think to myself as I walk up to my own apartment building, humming as I make my way inside.i head up to my lot and made my way inside before holing up for the night, making sure to secure the doors and windows.

07:15
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I awake to the loud blaring of my alarm, groaning as I sit up to turn it off. when I went to stand up I nearly collapsed. My legs were still sore from all the running I had done, and my head was throbbing. A small pout forms on my lips as I manage to stumble my way to the bathroom. The sight in the mirror.. I look like I just got hit by a but. And then another bus. it definitely wasn't one of my best days. I set to work, cleaning up the dried blood on my forehead. The cut has seemed to have scabbed over but I didn't want to take any chances so I applied a small bandaid. Afterwards I hopped in the shower, careful not to dampen the bandage as I washed off all of the sweat and filth. But as I was standing under the warm stream of water, I couldn't help but wonder what all happened after I blacked out. Like how did I acquire the cut? Was I hit? Did I fall? I sigh and look down, shaking my head as I get out of the shower and dry off.

After I had gotten dressed for day I looked over at the clock and cursed to myself, "shit im running late." I rush out the door and heads into the hallway, locking the door before setting off. I waved politely to my neighbors as I make my way to the entrance, quickly slipping out and heading to the bus stop. I was waiting there when I saw a familiar blue hair boy cross the street.