I just wanted to escape

by skyeversed

Skye is just a girl, lost, with no direction. Her world is spiraling out of control, and the only thing that keeps her happy is Minecraft. But late one night, she falls asleep while playing. Never in her wildest dreams would she have ever guessed just how much of an escape Minecraft would be. (A sucked into Minecraft fic. Original idea. Featuring youtubers) OC's needed.

1. Chapter 1

I just wanted to escape.

"You little bitch! You better fucking listen to me next time slut!" Another fleshy thud rang through the dark house, accentuated by a muffled sob and frantic scrabbling. "Get out of my sight you whore!"

All sounds stopped. The sound of quick padded footsteps softly fell. The second stair creaked as always. The fridge opened a beam of light, shining upon the man who stood before. He smelt of alcohol and sweat, and grabbed another beer from the near empty fridge. The cap went into an ever growing pile.

Upstairs, a slight creak indicated the opening of a door, and the start of our story.

The story of a girl, not ordinary by any means. A girl who has gone through more darkness than anyone ever should. One who hadn't been alright in a long time.

Skye's POV

I could feel my face throbbing. My tears wet my cheeks, and I tried my best to hold the sounds in. He didn't like when I cried. He said it showed weakness. I closed my door softly and gently turned the lock. The lights illuminated my room, the only safe haven I have left. It was relatively bare, besides the bed, nightstand, and dresser, the only other piece of furniture was the old desk. A reject I had drug from the recesses of the garage months ago, it held the most important thing to me in my life.

My computer. It was relatively new, but actually very good. It was the only place I could lose myself and forget my past and present, and not think about the future.

I had no future. After I graduated high school last month, my father informed me under no circumstance was I to go to college. And when he says something, it is the Law.

I glanced at the small mirror hung on my wall, wincing at the blooming bruises and small, but noticeable scars.

Sighing, I tied my hair up into a messy bun and loaded up my favorite game, Minecraft.

I had recently found an awesome server, upon which I find myself playing more and more frequently. It was based on a cool concept.

You could call it a Role Play server, but it was more than that. It was made of a community of people who escaped into the game much as I do. We RP not about dragons or kingdoms, but of the simplest things. Actually being IN minecraft.

I was greeted by all of my internet friends and I continued building my base. All of the sudden the chat exploded. At least 10 people had just joined. The names seemed familiar for some reason, but I couldn't pinpoint the exact reason.

I kept playing, as the hours ticked by, many people left. There were only a few regulars, myself, and that group of people on.

I glanced at my clock, the neon letters reading 2:37. Yawning, I continued playing. I had to blink a few times, because I was drifting off… but I am so tired… just for a minute…

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