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So, this is the long awaited chapter! I hope you enjoy!
Chapter eleven.
Sebastian PoV.
"You know," Hunter began as he shut the door to my room and locked it. His voice was low, dangerously low. I couldn't help the panic that was bubbling up in my stomach and chest. "Dalton Academy is a weapon free place. But, did you know that they give their students weapons on admission?"
I shook my head. I didn't know what Hunter was going on about, but I was sure that he had some sort of point. A point I really didn't want to know about. "No, I didn't." I whispered as I tried to back away from him.
"That's because you're an idiot." Hunter told me. It stung, I wasn't sure why, I had dealt with this for all of my life. But it really hurt this time.
He walked over to my closet and pulled out a belt. I wanted to be sick. "H-Hunter, please." I begged. I didn't want to be beaten, he had done that when we were kids, and it had hurt then. Now that Hunter was stronger, I really, really didn't want that.
Hunter stayed quiet, then looked around. "You're right." He said, then walked over to the cabinet and picked up a glass cup. He looked at it for a second, then shattered it against the counter. I jumped at the noise. "Oops." He said unapologetically, then picked up one of the shards.
I could feel my my chest constrict and my heart pound. He was going to cut me. I knew he would. He would cut too deep, then I would bleed out and he would blame me and everyone would think that I killed myself! "Hunter.." I begged again. I knew that sooner or later I wouldn't be able to convince him anymore, but I needed to try.
He looked at the shard, then flipped in with his fingers. Somehow, he didn't cut himself. A long time ago, he used to show me tricks like that, and he would tell me to try it. I normally ended up getting cut, and he would end up laughing. "You're right, this isn't bad enough punishment." He said, and my stomach twisted.
He walked into the closet again, then laughed. "Well, well, well!" He exclaimed. I gasped as he pulled out Greenie. Greenie was much more mangled now than he had been when I was a baby. That's because Hunter knew that I was attached to the doll. "I didn't expect to see you, especially after I threw you in that fire." He told the doll, and I looked down at my hands as the memory resurfaced. I had pulled Greenie out with my bare hands. I had been pretty badly burned, but mom and dad wouldn't let me blame Hunter. They never did.
"He's mine." I hissed, and Hunter smirked as he looked at Greenie's mangled leg. "Give him back."
Hunter smiled, then tossed him on my bed and walked towards me. I took a step back, but bumped against the bed frame. I was cornered. "Too bad you don't have the guts to tell me that when I'm beating your sorry butt." He told me, then pulled something out of his pocket. "I think I found the perfect punishment."
My stomach flipped and churned as he tossed the item in his hand in the air. It was a pin that all of the Warblers had, old and new. It was a fabric pin, much like a boy shout badge, except it had a metal pin and back. It had a bird and a music note on it. It was a sign to everyone that we were Warblers. But I knew what he was planning. The back of the pin was sharp, because it has to pierce through the thick fabric of our blazers. He was going to cut me with that.
He smiled, then grabbed my arm. "Now you know," he began, then I felt a needle go into my stomach. It was quickly replaced with agonizing burning and throbbing. He had stabbed me! "That Dalton Academy gives us weapons."
"H-Hunter.." I whimpered as I began to feel lightheaded.
He grinned, then raised his hand.
I don't remember what happened next.
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