Chapter 1: Why?
(POV Moku)
Staring at the door. Which room was this? My eyes darted to and from the paper in my hand. How the hell was I supposed to read this thing? There were the classes and room numbers, which of course were easy to decipher, but then there was a number that either said 1 or 2 or sometimes both. What the hell did that mean? I sighed and caught a girl in the hallway. She whirled around and glared at me.
"Excuse me, can you tell me how to read this correctly?" I asked, holding my schedule tightly in my hand. She snorted.
"Not for you freak!" She snarled and turned away. I glared at her. I wanted her to explode, but any sort of act like that would cause suspicion to Carlisle and my mother. I sighed and shook my head. Best search elsewhere for help.
I wandered down the hallway, trying to figure out what those numbers meant. Why couldn't they just make it easy? What the hell was a semester? I stopped in front of a wandering teacher.
"Excuse me; can you help me read this right?" I questioned, but he ignored me. "Um, Mr.?" He continued to ignore me. Ok, I was really beginning to get pissed off! "Hello!" I snarled. He turned on me, his eyes narrow.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" He spat back at me.
"That's what I've been trying to get at dumb ass!" I retorted. He grabbed my arm but I pulled away. "You know what? Screw you! I'll find someone else to help me read this damn thing!" I turned and headed the other way.
"Yes, there's a trouble maker roaming the hallways…no…he called me a dumbass." I glared at him over my shoulder but kept walking. I stopped by a study hall. One of the people here had to help me. Desperately I walked in and quietly made my way to the teacher. She looked up at me.
"Hello." She greeted kindly. I smiled.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," I whispered. "But can you help me? I don't know how to make heads or tails of this schedule." I explained quietly. She nodded.
"You new here?" She asked, leaning over to look at my schedule. I nodded.
"Yeah, I uh…was home schooled before this so I don't really know how to read these things." She smiled.
"Oh, so what talked you into joining an actual school?" She questioned, putting on a pair of thick glasses.
"I didn't really have a choice." I wheezed. She pointed.
"Alright, these are your classes." She pointed. I nodded even though I already knew. "This is the room member." I nodded again. "This is a semester."
"What is a semester?" I questioned. She finally got to the part I was trying to get at.
"A semester is half of a school year so you will be taking my study hall semester 2, which is the second half of the year." She smiled and pushed my paper to me. I smiled and took it.
"Thank you ma'am." I replied. I bowed and headed for the door. I heard her giggle as I left. I sincerely hoped that she wasn't the only nice one.
NFS
I walked into the door; the math room. The teacher looked up at me, but she wasn't the only one. The class went up in an uproar. A couple whistles could be heard, but they were mocking. My face went hot.
"Hey sexy!" A girl hollered. The teacher pushed a button on an air horn, silencing the class.
"That is very inappropriate class." She said in a calm, menacing sounding voice. "Obviously we have a new student, which means shut up and let him introduce himself." She looked at me. My heart exploded. This woman could kill me just by looking at me. "Go on honey." I turned stiffly and picked up a piece of chalk. I managed to write my first name when everyone broke out into laugher. I stopped. "Enough!" The teacher snapped. I finished off my name and slowly turned back around. Everyone was snickering at me.
"M-my name is Moku-" Everyone was laughing again. My face felt like it was blistering from the heat. I let my bangs fall in my face. "M-Moku B-Black."
"Oh my god! He's related to Jacob? What a goober!" A girl squealed. My fists clenched.
"I don't know what's worse!"
"He looks like a fag!" I snapped.
"Shut the hell up you vermin!" I snarled. Fire was starting to rush through my veins. "Aw, is baby gonna cry?" I snarled and headed for the door. "Goodbye Black fag!" I pulled on the door but it wouldn't open. The teacher stood to help me but it was too late. I smashed my fist through the three inch safety glass the opened the door, listening to the satisfying chorus of screams. I charged down the hallway, my arms jumping under the flesh. I hated this school. I hated these humans. Two lockers fell from the hinges. That's all I could do. That's all I was allowed to do, blow up smaller objects. Oh but what I would give to blow up some ones face! "Moku!" I stopped and wheeled around. Great it was Enli. I snorted and kept walking. "Stop!" I glared at her. "What do you want?" I growled lightly. I had no reason to hate her for how these people acted, so I figured I'd hold it back a little. "Why are you causing trouble?" She accused. Oh? So it was my fault now!?
"The kids here, even the teacher, are being jerks!" I cried out, my voice breaking. I didn't know why either. What had I done? In the one place Eng had told me you'd feel safe in I felt like a reject.
"Ignore them!" She demanded, getting into my face. I turned around again and headed the other way. She grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "Moku!"
"Leave me alone! You burn in hell! This whole school burn in hell! And your little boyfriend burn in hell!" I snapped. My heart twisted oddly as I thought of Seth and my damning on him. She looked at me shocked at first, then her face warped. Her hand snapped across my face.
"You're such a child! You wonder why you're hated amongst our pack!" My heart crumbled. I had told her that I felt hated amongst Eng and the others. "You're useless, and narcissistic, and childish! You have the mind of a human four year old!" I pulled away from her, my heart fluttering quickly with her confessions. "Eng hates you!" My stomach dropped. "Mom hates you!" My eyes filled with tears. "Seth hates you!" My whole body went numb, my mind blank. Seth? I slapped my hands over my ears. She lied. She had to have been lying. How could so many people hate me? "Everyone hates you! You'll never fit in!" She snarled. No. She was lying…but why was it happening. Not mama, mama doesn't hate me. She can't! Why did she act so loving to me last night? And Seth. Xio doesn't hate me does he? Or was it just…Was I an urge filler?
"Shut up!" I screamed, tears trickling down my cheeks. I fell to my knees in a huddled mess.
"I wish you would have died in mama!" She snarled. I lashed out and grabbed her arm. "Don't touch me!" She screamed, trying to pull her arm from me. I held it tightly, my fingers turning her dark skin white.
"And you wonder why I mutilate myself." I cried. "My older sister, the on I used to look up to,' She snapped her hand across my face again, struggling for me to let go but I held on tighter. "Two years and we've matured so fast." She brought her hand across my face again, this time in a tight fist. "I don't recall making you hate me!" I cried. I Wasn't yelling. I sounded so pitiful though. Why? Was what she said actually true? Why was I so hated? She ripped her arm from me.
"It's because you're useless! All you are is a space waster! Seth hates you! I know he does!" She growled. I looked at her through clouded, tear fill eyes.
"Why?" I squeaked.
"Because of you pushing yourself on him!"
"But I don't mean it in a bad way!" I squealed. She shook her head and started to walk away.
"You're so pig headed." She growled. I didn't stop her. There was no reason to. I touched the tears on my cheeks. There was so much I didn't know. So much I didn't understand. I had seen Enli grow up into this more adult form, and although we're twins, my body didn't mature until a few months later. I knew she didn't like taking care of me, but I never knew she hated me. And with Seth. My heart broke. I always acted the way I did with Eng's pack. It was normal for me. Hell, Eng taught me how to act like that.
"You can act like this with our pack members only." He'd said to me one morning while we wrestled. Our pack members only. So Seth wasn't a pack member? No, that wasn't it, he shared the same linked mind as us. He could be seen when we ran. Or maybe I wasn't allowed to act that way because my mind itself wasn't connected to his? I shifted and put my face in my knees. Oh god! My head was spinning.
"Hey!" someone hollered behind me. I ignored it. Footsteps could be heard coming up behind me. "Hey, Marty right?" the voice questioned, now almost directly above me. I looked up to see a boy with a jersey on. Football? I knew nothing about sports. I knew nothing about jerseys. I knew nothing period. I shook my head, wiping at my eyes.
"Moku." I replied simply. He looked at me shocked, the crouched down next to me.
"You ok dude?" I nodded.
"Yeah just…not feeling well." I lied. To some extent.
"You wanna go to the nurse?" He asked, concerned. I chuckled dryly and put my head in my knees again.
"Nah, she'll probably lop my arm off and dunk the nub in salt." I snorted. He laughed and nodded.
"Probably, she is crazy." She stood and held his hand out. I looked at it, then hesitantly took it and hauled myself to my feet. Once I was standing all the way, I looked at him. He was gawking at me.
"What's up?" I asked, pulling my hair of off my shoulder.
"You are Tiny Tim. What the hell did your mom feed you in the womb? Cheetos and miracle grow?" I laughed. I didn't know what the hell Cheetos were, but I knew what miracle grow was.
"Growth spurt." I replied simply, trying to make my height seem like it was a normal occurrence. He shook his head.
"No dude, growth spurts make you grow about a foot at most! All you did was surgically attach yourself to a midgets ass!" I laughed. Finally someone who might not hate me. "My names Adam, by the way." He held his hand out to me again. I took it, wondering what the hell he was doing, then he moved his arm up and down.
"You know my name." I replied. He laughed, nodding his head.
"Crazy ass name too. Who the hell names their kid Moku?" He snorted.
"Obviously my mother and the Japanese." I replied with a straight face.
"Japanese? You don't look Japanese." He cocked and eyebrow.
"I'm not. I don't even know what I am. I think I'm Indie-Londo-white." I itched my head. He cackled.
"I like that." I smiled. He was fairly attractive. Russet skin, short spiky black hair, a square jaw. I could see his fairly thick muscles under his NEW YORK GIANTS jacket. Whatever the hell a New York Giant was.
"What are New York Giants?" I questioned. He looked at me like I was retarded.
"Dude, how do you not know?" He almost bark.
"I have a foreign min! I defended, bringing my hands halfway to my head. He laughed.
"Even Bushmen know what they are!"
"Well I'm not a Bushmen, I'm a Indie-Londo-white and live on the border of all in a dark corner of a Christmas tree box, now what is it?" He laughed hysterically.
"Dude, you're hilarious! New York Giants are only the best football team in the world!" He boomed. I nodded once. That explained it…kinda.
"Ok, better question." I rubbed at my cheek. "What is a Bushmen?" He rolled his eyes and started to walk away. "Hey! Did I say something wrong?" I whimpered, afraid that I made him hate me.
"Everything you say is wrong! Come on." He signaled me to follow. I headed after him, closing the gap between us in only a few strides, scaring the crap out of him once I caught up. "Dude, you suck." He laughed. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Blame the stilts, not me." He laughed harder. "Where are we going?" I questioned.
"I'm taking your skinny ass to lunch." I stopped and looked back at my butt. He stopped. "What are you doing?"
"My ass is skinny?" I looked at him shocked, completely serious, but he must have taken it as a joke.
We walked down the steps at the end of the hall. A group of boys were all waiting at the bottom. The tallest, most muscular one saw me coming and shook his head.
"Oh no! no, no Adam what are you thinking?" He stopped forward. Oh my freaking God! I knew there'd be a kink in the chain somewhere! I threw my hands up and started to head the other way.
"it's ok Case," Adam grabbed my shirt and pulled me back, halfway strangling me. "he's funny as hell." I pulled the shirt out of my neck and turned around.
"Oh? Well then," Case -which I assumed was short for Casey- asked, glaring at me. "Do something funny." He replied. Like what? Call you a prude while tap dancing? Sorry I only know the hokey pokey.
"I'm surprised you haven't started laying already, I mean, a combo of my face and name, I could be the next Mr. Bean." I replied momentously. They all broke out in laughter. Sad part? I was being serious.
"I guess you did find a funny one." Casey chuckled, slapping his friends shoulder.
"I need to start looking into mirrors." I grumbled. They laughed again.
"You eatin' with us emo?" He asked me. I've been called emo plenty of times before. I rolled up my sleeves and held my arms our for him to see them.
"I guess. That is if you guys won't crucify me half way through the period." I let my arms drop to my sides. They shook their heads and stepped aside so we could get off the stairs.
"Nah, we don't do good with religion." Adam winked. I chuckled dryly. Like hanging me on a cross would make me die.
"Yay." I followed them through the lunch line, and fished out the money mom gave me. I didn't know what the hell was being loaded on my long, square plate thing, but it looked like it was breathing. I followed the other to the table after paying, feeling alienated. A table of girls started to gossip as I walked by. So I made one girls can of soda pop fizzle over till they were all drenched. I snickered as all of the attention was placed on her. Funny thing? They'll never know it was me.
They all sat down and started talking immediately. I sat next to Adam and an empty chair.
"So dude?" Casey questioned, as I was debating on poking the orange, noodle breathing stuff with the fork, not sure if it would start screaming or not.
"Huh?" I looked up at him, watching him shovel a fork full of the noddle stuff into his mouth.
"Where did you transfer from?" He questioned. I shook my head.
"I was home schooled, both my sister and I" I replied. "What is this?" I poked at it. No screaming…yet.
"That's mac and cheese." Casey replied. I nodded.
"Sick. It looks like a laboratory experiment or my sister when you wake her up." They started laughing. I looked at them confused. "No seriously! It's like bio-chemical warfare! Drag it across the border, let it rain, it'll spawn and soon it'll start knowing on people from the knee down!" They were laughing hysterically now. Milk shot from ones nose. I looked at him with a cocked eyebrow and a smile on my face. "That was hot." They all laughed harder. What the hell was so funny?
"So, you get laid yet?" Casey asked once he was done laughing.
"Huh?" I looked at him shocked. Why would I want to get laid! It sounds like it hurts.
"Have you been laid yet?" he repeated, slower. I dropped my fork and shook my head furiously, my hair hitting me in the face.
"Ok, slang and my highly edumacated brain don't mix, please use regular words." I pointed to my head. "The only slang word I know is fag, and that's only because I get called that on a regular everyday basis." They laughed.
"Have you had sex before?" He asked again. I snorted and grabbed my fork, shoving something in my mouth that resembled broccoli.
"With myself maybe, but no one else." I replied, chewing it. It kinda tasted like broccoli. And plastic. I checked my fork. Ok, all prongs still there.
"You like girls or guys more?" he asked.
"Why do you want to know?" I countered with a cocked eyebrow. "You think I'm pretty?" Time to regulate what he thought of me a little. I could see it in his eyes as he stared at me. He nodded.
"yeah, you are kind of pretty." The others nodded. I smiled and let off, eating more of the lunch, not daring to touch the…mac and cheese. "But not in a gay way." He added quickly. I nodded and chewed. "So, are you gay?" He asked. He was sounding desperate now, like he wanted an answer from me. Might as well tell the truth.
"I don't know. I hate both of the sexes. Women are insane and guys are assholes, but I do have some emotion for each, I guess." I poked at the mac and cheese and scooped some up.
"You ever been with another male naked?" He asked. I laughed.
"Why do you want to know all of this? Sexually? No, romantically, I made out with a male last night, confused? Maybe, I have feelings for a guy right now I guess. I can't stop thinking about him, not good ways, not bad ways, just can't stop thinking about him. Hating? My sister mainly at the moment. Confused about where I stand? Yep, oh hell yes, I just heard that everyone I know and love hates me. Sensitive? Sometimes I wish I wasn't, then I wouldn't be forced to cry in public. That's what I was doing? Yep, I lied when I said I wasn't feeling good. Only half way? Oh yes, I wasn't feeling good emotionally, physically? Oh, never been better." I said pretty much as fast as I could, just letting it fall out of my mouth with the support of only one breath of air. They all gawked at me.
"Uh, that's like…mentally unstable dude." Adam squeaked. I laughed.
"Sorry, I get carried away while talking, I forget to breathe and let people comprehend." I pushed my plate thing away from me and placed my head down on the table. "My head hurts." they laughed.
"You were talking too fast, no oxygen got to your brain!" another kid at the end of the table boomed.
"What brain?" I asked, looking up at him. They laughed again.
"So you said you had a sister?" Casey asked, his voice a peak of interest. I nodded. Turning I looked around. She should have this lunch with me, I guess. She was off across the cafeteria with a table of girls.
"Enli!" I hollered. She turned around, the girls giggling. I could hear their mocking me. I signaled her over. She turned and told the other girls she'd be back then stood up and headed our way.
"Mmm, I would so bend that over a car." Casey commented quietly. My stomach heaved. Oh god that was sick.
"What's up ugly." She asked, not sounding too enthused. God I hated her! At least she could put a different face on in front of people and pretend she cared about me a little!
"This is Casey, and Adam and their gang." I introduced her. She looked at them, feigning interest.
"And I care why?" She replied, her arms crossed. I shrugged.
"Because they showed some interest in me and usually you hate it when you don't get all of it." I replied. She glared me down with a death glare.
"Oh, so these are your butt buddies?" She sneered. I nodded.
"Only without the butt. So, you're really a lesbian? I'm surprised every boy in school isn't over there, drooling on your shirt." I sneered back. She reached over and grabbed my plate thing. Cranking her arm back she brought it down on my head as hard as she could, sending shards of plastic flying all around me. I just stared at her, my eyes narrow as the other guys screamed.
"I hope you suffocate you jack ass!" She hissed. I didn't look at her. Turning she headed back towards her table where her girlfriends greeted her with a cheer and a good job.
"Dude, your sister's a bitch!" Casey barked. I didn't say anything.
"Didn't that hurt?" Adam tried. I just snickered and turned around and laid my head on the table. I had been hanging around Alice and them for a reason earlier. I closed my eyes. A vision of Enli covered in Mac and cheese came to me. I laughed. I waited, listening for her to poke at it with a fork. She was the only one eating. Suddenly, the sound of the fork scrapping on the plastic reached my ear. I grinned maniacally, my face hidden in my arms. A loud explosion could be heard.
"Oh my god dude!" Casey screamed. I whirled around and looked. Not only did her mac and cheese explode, but so did her milk, broccoli and the little desert thing she had. She whirled around and glared at me, her teeth bared.
"I'm going to kill you!" She screamed, dripping with chocolate milk, her skirt brown from the liquid.
"Why? I was all the way over here." I called back, a serious expression on my face when really inside I was beaming with the sweet scent of revenge. She snarled and started off across the cafeteria, her girlfriends following her. I turned back around, a smile on my face.
"Dude, how the hell did that happen?" Casey mused.
"I told you the mac and cheese was like biological warfare." I snickered. The lunch room started to carry on with their usual chatter. Casey leaned forward and looked into my eyes as I stared at the table. I looked up at him.
"Hey, I want you to meet us after school in the boys locker room after our game ok?" he smiled. I nodded. The sound of the bell rang and everyone got up, heading for the exit. Why did he want me to stay after? I didn't care. He wanted me around. I smiled as everyone left. Once the cafeteria was empty, I stood up and started to head for someplace I could hide out for the rest of the day.
NFS
I stood outside as everyone flooded to their cars. Seth pulled up and climbed out, a smile on his face that disappeared when he saw me.
"Where's Enny?" He asked. I shrugged, a smile on my face that I couldn't get rid of. My heart was racing as I stared at him. He made his way towards me, shoving his keys in his pocket. I chuckled lightly and flipped my hair out of my face.
"Um yeth, I would like an extra large Pizza with tofu on it." I joked. He stopped and looked down at the shirt of his work uniform and laughed mockingly, holding it out.
"Ha ha, it's McDonalds jackass." I laughed and leaned against the building as a small sprinkle of rain kicked up.
"You have a shitty job, why can't you work at like…Save A'lots or something like that?" I asked. He snorted.
"Because they lie, you don't save crap there." He replied. I shook my head.
"No, you Save A'lot of your reputation then when you're working at Mickey D's." He laughed and nodded.
"Yeah, I guess so. When was the last time you saw Enny?" Here he was, back with the Enny crap. PAY ATTENTION TO ONLY ME WHEN YOU'RE NEAR ME!
"Lunch when she shattered a lunch plastic, square…" I motioned with my hands, "Plate thing." He looked at me like I was nuts.
"A tray?" I dropped my hands and smiled, pointing at him.
"Yeah!"
"She smashed it over your head?" He squeaked. I nodded, surprised that he actually was shocked by that.
"Yep, then I made her lunch explode on her." I snickered, expecting some praise from him. Instead he rolled his eyes and walked away. "Hey!" I reached forward and grabbed his arm, just the very touch of his skin against mine sent electricity rushing up my arm. Why? He whirled around and glared at me. Or I think that was a glare. "I have a question that has to be answered." I replied smiling, pulling him back to me.
"What?" He almost snapped, but I didn't let my smile slip away, except for when I ran the question over in my head.
"Do…" I paused. He looked at me un-amused, waiting. "Do you hate me?" I asked, a slight chuckle escaping my lips, my eyebrows furrowed.
"I don't like you, but I don't hate you." He replied, turning away again. I felt fire burn through me.
"I can change that." I whispered.
"Don't you even dare." He muttered. I grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. He said he didn't hate me. I cupped his face in my hand and pressed myself against him.
"I could make you love me." I whispered again, more stern, my smile gone.
"Get off of me dick!" He snarled.
"I could make you lust after me like a bitch in heat!" I snarled back.
"Get the hell off of me!" He struggled. I pressed my lips against his, fire shooting down my throat. A hard fist collided with the side of my face. I pulled away. He had tears in his eyes as he spat at the ground. "You're disgusting!" he shoved his finger down his throat, vomiting all over the sidewalk. My heart crumbled. He'd rather taste vomit then me? "I hate you!" He snarled, heading towards his car. I stared at the puddle of vomit as it became diluted as the rain got thicker.
"Seth!" I looked up. Enli ran down the steps and hugged Seth. He laughed and hugged her back. I felt the tears rush to my eyes. My breathing sped up as I tried to blink them away. The car door shut. Seth drove by me. I looked at the car. Enli was in the passenger side, both of her middle fingers pressed against the glass. My muscles tightened. I wanted to tear that car apart and destroy her! But I couldn't. I couldn't run after them. Not at the speed I wanted. I was in front of humans.
"You…" I stopped. Turning I headed back into the school. I looked at the clock in the lobby. 2:30. I went straight to the boys locker room. Pushing the door open, I looked around. No one was in there.
"Today's football game is cancelled, have a nice day." the lady over the loud speakers commented. I sighed and walked in all of the way and past all of the lockers to the sinks by the showers. I looked into the mirrors above the sink. My reflection glared back at me. That ugly creature in the glass. I put my hand to my face. This…disgusting creature that copied me. I leaned against the counter and watched as my tears sped down my cheeks. I heard a snap. I looked down. I had been gripping the marble counter so hard…there were a million cracks everywhere. I inhaled a quaky breath and looked back at the hideous think in the mirror.
"You're so hideous." I whispered. More tears came. "No one likes you." I chuckled haltingly, watching my expression change in the mirror. I only got uglier as I cried. I pulled away from the counter and carefully slid my hand in my right pocket, my eyes never leaving the monster in the mirror. I pulled out a small piece of cardboard. I tore the top, the glinting of metal shining in the mirror. "So pathetic," I laughed at myself. I held up the razor in front of my face. "You have to steal stuff from your own grandfather to mutilate yourself you sick bastard!" I snarled. I slammed my hips against the counter and grabbed my eyebrow. I pulled it out, leaning against the mirror. I touched the edge of the blade to the flesh, crying harder than I thought I could. Holding my breath and forced the blade through the flesh, blood spraying across the glass.
I screamed and pulled away, the blade falling onto the counter. The now, blood drenched counter. I held my hands to my face, the hot liquid gushing from the stinging, mutilated flesh. I gasped and pulled my hands away, looking at the mirror. There we go! Cover that hideous face with something so much more beautiful! I cackled, the glistening of the red liquid shining in the light. My arms shook as I reached up. I swallowed hard, my stomach churning from pain. I slid my finger into the hole I'd made. The flesh ripped. "Oh," I whined, my lip quivering. I must have hit a nerve or something. "Oh," I whimpered, my stomach kicking. I pulled my hand away. It was shaking so bad now. I shoved my hand into my pocket and pulled out an eyebrow ring. Very carefully I reached up and looped it around the almost severed flesh. I held it tightly as it started to heal. This was how I got the others. And I wasn't going to stop till I couldn't recognize me anymore. I reached forward once it healed around the piercing and started to wash up my mess. I didn't need someone coming in here and seeing this.
Suddenly my vision went dark, cloth wrapped around my head. I gasped as it pulled me back, crushing my new eyebrow piercing into my skull. I hit the cement floor hard. What was going on? I yelped as cold hands forced my hands together. I rope wrapped around the flesh and pinched as it was tied off. I heard laughing.
"You freak!" One voice boomed. A hard shell hit my ribs. I gasped, my breath being torn from my lungs. "Make sure this little bastard can't get away from us." He ordered. I slid through water as I was dragged up. I was so confused. I was so lost. What was going on?
My hands were ripped above me, my fingers smashing against a metal pole. One of the benches? There was only one place the benches were where you'd have to go through water. One of the showers? Another rope tied around my hands and the pole, snapping my fingers up into little balls. I screamed as pain shot up through my arms, making my neck numb. Two hands grabbed at the bottom of my shirt and ripped it up over my head. Two more hands were tugging at my pants. What the-
They pulled them free. "Turn him!" Turn him? Vampires?! No, they didn't smell like vampires. Four hands grabbed at my hips and slammed me around, twisting my arms so that they cracked at the elbows. I screamed. "Shut him up!" Another cloth wrapped around my head like a bit for a horse. I cried. What was this! A fist collided with my back. I gasped. Teeth sunk into my shoulder blades. I cried out in pain. A fist collided with my ribs. There was more than one. I struggled for air but the cloth was in the way.
I felt a pressure on my lower body. Pain surged through my hips and up my back. What the hell was happening to me! I cried out as I felt more full than I had ever felt. It pulled out, then slammed back into it's position once before. I screamed. Oh please god! What was happening to me? Please what was happening! I tried to pull my hands free. I could pull them free if I ripped my fingers off. A fist collided with the back of my head, bashing my face off of the floor. I could hear a crackling. My teeth shattered, my tongue ripping against the cement.
I struggled. I could get away. I could get away but I couldn't. Not without causing suspicion as to what I was. I could blow them up easily, but they were humans. Oh god did I wish they were vampires. I could have torn away and killed them so easily, but I couldn't. If I did, everyone would suspect Carlisle, and mother. I couldn't get away. I couldn't use my strength, or my powers to do anything. I couldn't use anything.
Another thrust tore me apart. I cried. It sped up, catching my breath at a stand still, my tears drenching my cloth confinement. I choked.
"I think he likes it Case." A malignant voice cackled. Case? Casey! My heart shattered. They…planned this the whole time? God I wished my grandfather would have been home today!
"Should I go faster for him?" Casey cackled in return. He sped up. I screamed. I chewed at the cloth, but it was so thick. Something wet hit my side. Wet, and warm. What was it? Soon I was being hit by it on all sides, even my face was covered. Even my insides. I gasped and fell on my side as Casey pulled away.
"Should we untie him or leave him like this?" One of them chortled.
"Leave him, maybe he'll die from blood loss the freak." they laughed. The sound of their footsteps carried away, the jingling of their belts ringing as the door to the locker room slammed shut. I pulled my hands back, my flesh ripping, blood gushing down my arms. I screamed and slammed my hands to my face, ripping the cloth from around my head. I whirled around to see the damage. Blood. There was blood everywhere. I looked at one of the small puddles on my flesh through my tears. White. I knew what this was! I sniffled, choking. I slide my legs back through a puddle of blood. My legs were covered. Casey. Adam. All of them were going to die.
I shoved myself to my feet, my body pleading for me to just rest. My legs gave out. Where were my pants? I looked around, my shirt feeling stretched. My pants were shredded on the far side of the shower. I snarled and shoved myself to my feet. That meant I'd have to sneak out of this damn hell hole half naked! I headed out the back that came out by the fitness center and the parking lot doors. My feet slid a little in my shoes as the blood continued to pump down my legs. I gasped as I made it outside. I was so happy that my shirt was long. Crouching I made a dash for it. First things first. I had a couple bones to pic with Enli!
