Where...where am I...
Am I...am I alive or...
Am I alive...or... am I...dead...
Where...where am I...
The concert was about two and a half hours long but at the end no one wanted to leave. The show was amazing and the gang finally got to see the three actors live. Even the guys didn't want it to end because they also enjoyed it no matter how many times they say otherwise. The seats were being emptied and the noise never really went down. The group of teens left and they all went home. But knowing them they were never going to stop thinking about that night.
"You don't understand! I'm sick of it! I don't care what you do to me anymore but I am leaving!" With that the bluish-black haired teen stomped outside and slammed the door so hard a few of the pictures on the wall came off.
"If you don't come back here right now I will lock you in your room and you won't come out until next year!" He was angry. Not just angry he was furious. In order to vent out his anger he punched the thing right next to him in this case it was a girl, and he punched hard. Immediately after he hit her she fell onto the floor barely conscious. But being the person he was he stepped over her and went outside to the backyard to calm down. He was a cruel person. He just left her there without doing anything. However, if he were to do it again he wouldn't change anything. But the worst parts of all of this were that he did it every day and that she was his own daughter.
When the older man left his, nephew went to help her. They were close, the three teenagers. The two boys and one girl were best friends, no, not best friends, siblings. But none of them were siblings by blood. Two of them were cousins but that was it. And it was the two cousins on the floor at this exact moment.
Hyūga, Hiashi Hyūga was the name of the man who controlled them. He was their manager and guardian. He forced them to do many things and he had a big anger management problem. His daughter was still on the floor and she couldn't get up. She coughed up some blood like every day and moaned. When she did this she regained her cousin or "brother's" attention.
He looked down at her and helped her up. He knew things were bad but now he knew they were getting worst. He loved his cousin and best friend so much he usually took the fall for them. After all Hiashi did hate him the most. But seeing the scene fall right before his eyes he knew it was time for them to leave. In real terms it would be more like run away. And that is what they did.
They both went upstairs and got packed. They had an extra pack as well for the member of their family that already left. It was finally night time and they both snuck downstairs. Whenever a creak was heard they both stopped hopping that no one had heard it. When they reached the door they didn't turn around or say good-bye, they opened that door, went outside, closed the door as quietly as possible, and ran. He grabbed her hand and ran and ran and ran until they collapsed.
She wasn't happy. She was much more than that. They finally left the house and they weren't caught. They had tried to escape before but no many how many tries they were always found out and dragged back inside. They didn't dare call the police either because Hiashi was they legal guardian and the police wouldn't believe them anyway. Yeah they were famous, but Hiashi was their manager and was almost equally famous as well. He was Hiashi Hyūga manager of the best teenage actors, and they were teens whose manager was Hiashi Hyūga. No one would believe them.
Her heart beat was thumping so loud in her chest she wondered if the entire neighborhood could hear it. She did try to calm herself down but gave up after a few minutes. She whipped out her phone and dialed her only other friend. It kept on ringing but no one answered. That was strange. Then it hit her, what if he was hurt, or caught, or worse dead. She pushed those ideas out of her head and looked up at her creamy-eyed cousin. She knew he knew something was wrong from his expression. He was very observant after all.
"He's not answering, what do we do?" She tried to be strong but she panicked and he caught it.
"It's okay, don't worry about it. He's phones probably dead or turned off or something. I bet he's fine. He knows how to take care of himself; on top of that he's smart. He knows what he's doing. Hell, he's probably doing even better than us right now." His reply was flawless to her.
She felt much better and less worried after he spoke in his soothing, gentle, but firm voice. "Thank you I-"
"Don't worry about it. That's my job after all, to make sure your fine. We'll find him here soon. Okay, Hinata?"
"Okay, Neji-niisan." She felt better but she still could not wipe the feeling that something bad had happened to him. "Please be okay...Sasuke-kun.
He was running from the monster again. He didn't really know what it was but he chased over and over again. It wouldn't stop and it never grew tired, but he was different. He was a human being so his legs were starting to ach so he collapsed, his heart was pounding so loud it gave away his location; his breaths came in loud and sharp like a dying cat. He really didn't know what to do. But he knew he couldn't fight it, stop it, or stay still so he just kept running.
It was a hopeless cause though so I turned around anyway. The monster was horrible but you couldn't see it. It was just a black spot in existence that never gave up. It was wicked, pure wicked. He saw it but didn't see it. He smelled it but there was no odor. He heard it but it was silent. He was scared. He was in a world that was black and there were only two things there, it and himself.
It started laughing its same maniacal laugh. It was mocking him because he was weak, he was a failure. He wanted it to shut up. He didn't want to hear it anymore. It just reminded him that he was all alone and he always would be. Wait...no! He wasn't alone and he knew that. He had all of his friends. That's right, his friends, they wouldn't abandon him now would they. But if they didn't abandon him, where were they. It started to get cold...he had goose bumps rising on his skin. The hairs on the back of his neck went up. His eyes grew wide. He went to run but it was too late. The monster jumped out at him, he screamed, and everything went black all over again.
He woke up sweating. He had the same dream for a few days now but today it was shorter. He turned around to see his digital clock and the time read-"Shit!" He fell of his bead and bumped his head on the nightstand. "I'm going to be late for school again!" He ran over to his light brown closet. He ran through his cloths until he found some decent clothing. He grabbed a shirt, pants, underwear, and a light coat and ran to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him, dropped his cloths on the sink, and turned the shower on.
He stripped of his bright orange pajama pants with green frogs and stepped in. He turned the shower on cold so he had some motivation to hurry up and get out of there. He quickly grabbed his orange smelling shampoo and sprayed it on his hair. He scrubbed the soup around every part of his body and rinsed. When he was done he didn't bother with the towel and just went for his cloths. He pulled his orange boxers on and then his light orange slash red sweats on. Then he pulled on his plain black shirt with a bright neon orange coat on top. He pulled on some yellow socks and squished his black tennis-shoes on.
He ran to the kitchen and grabbed some pop tarts and his backpack. Then faster than you can say: orangeisnotmyfavoritecolor, he ran out the door on his way to school. Hopefully this time, Naruto wouldn't be late.
