A/N: This is a two parter scene. It got dark and then I wanted to add something else, so yeah it's now two parts.
Do enjoy.
Zoey didn't know how it happened, it was all so sudden.
First she was playing with Mike in his yard. It was just Mike. Not a character or anything else, much to her relief.
Suddenly he was pushing her to the ground and chuckling evilly to himself, staring down at her. His hair had fallen down over his left eye and there were thick dark circles under his eyes. He folded his arms as Zoey struggled to get up, tears in her eyes, scrapes on her arms, knees and palms, and dirt on her face. "Why did you do that, Mike? We were having fun!" she asked him, confused and hurt.
'Mike' laughed. "This is much more entertaining, watching you cry a river of tears at my feet." He stepped on her ankle, as her foot was facing the ground, causing it to contort into an unnatural position.
Zoey screamed in pain. Her tears were not a river, more of a waterfall. "Stop it! Stop!" She was choking out the words.
"I will when I'm satisfied, you silly little girl."
I don't understand. If this is a character, then why is he hurting me? Zoey wondered. And why won't he stop?
Zoey tried to stand up, but she collapsed onto the ground again, her ankle unable to hold her.
"I'd love to help you walk, but I'm afraid I have some business to attend to elsewhere. Goodbye." He walked up to his house while whistling an unsettling tune Zoey was unfamiliar with, shutting the door behind him with a smirk.
Zoey tried to stand again. She balanced on her good foot and limped to the sidewalk, wincing every time her bad ankle felt the touch of grass or pavement. She leaned on a streetlamp, looked both ways and began to limp across the road to her house.
A green car, dented with chipped paint, came speeding down the street towards her. She saw it and her eyes widened. She tried to hurry out of the way but her ankle cracked and she toppled onto the road. The car braked dramatically but it would not stop soon enough.
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Next thing she knew she was sprawled on the sidewalk, bleeding a little down her face and arms. She heard ambulance sirens in the distance. She sat up painfully and looked. There was Mike, face down in front of where the car had stopped. A man had come out of the car, and his eyes were bugged out. "Mike? oh my god...no!" the man cried. The man had noticeable black lines under his eyes, much like Mike had had earlier.
What happened? Zoey wondered.
Cliffhanger!
So yeah, this got dark fairly quickly. Review, and see you next time for part two of this part.