Hey, guys, I finally got my top thing to work! Yay! I hope you enjoy chapter 3, new POV! XD!
Chapter 3
Why Does Weird Stuff Always Happen to Me?
I struggled violently against the strong cuffed chains as the psycho man wheeled me into the clearing, where I saw a very handsome man with amazing eyes staring at me in shock.
I glared at him, and went back to my struggling.
A small strand of my dark brown hair fell into my face, and I blew it back behind me.
I started screaming and making lots of noise, and the fat creep got so annoyed he unfurled his whip with a sickening smack that would make an average person cringe.
I'd only been here for a couple days. My last kidnappers were heaven compared to this mess.
I'd been taken from my parents as a toddler, and I'd been sold and stolen every since. A day didn't go by without different people trying to get there hands on me.
All I remember from my young years was pain. I was beaten and abused until I bled. Different people beat me in different spots.
They'd always stop after I'd started bleeding, and I don't remember why. I guess they all just had something about seeing babies cry and bleed.
As I grew up, my body became harder and harder for people to get to split, so the pain only greatened.
This was just about the thousandth person who'd I'd been with, but by far he was the most cruel.
I'd always been given something to eat. Like bread, of even frozen water, but this guy just let me sit. I've had to resort in eating my skin, or even finger nails to get by. I once bit a guard's finger, I was so desperate.
I was snapped out of memory lane by an excruciating pain in my left calf, and I couldn't help but cry out.
The crazy man laughed and turned to the man and said, "All you have to do is say something about her and she will be spared, Dhiren! It's up to you!"
"What kind of name is Dhiren?" I asked, confused. Where is this guy from, anyway? I thought.
"You can call me Ren." He said calmly, ignoring the crazy fat guy.
"SHUT UP!" he shouted, and he whipped us both four times on the legs.
My cuts weren't bleeding, so I had nothing to worry about. But when I looked over at, Ren? Well, he was healing. Already. I was going to ask him about that later. If I got a chance.
Four hours went by, and the man finally said, "I'll be back tomorrow. I'll be leaving you here!" he pointed at, Ren, and said, "And thanks to him, it'll only get worse!" and he stormed off, out of the room, down the other hallway, and disappeared.
It's already night time? I thought. I decided to talk to Ren, see if he knew anything about this guy, or why I'm here, or why he's here, or something.
"Hi," he whispered.
"Hi," I whispered back.
I could sense that he was looking at me, so I looked up and stared at his colbalt blue eyes. I'd never seen eyes like those before.
"You know my name," he said, "It seems only fair that I should know yours, hm?" he smiled playfully.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Not in a million years."
"I understand," his voice was deep, but not too deep.
"Where are you from?" I asked.
"I'm surprised you don't want to know more about Lokesh," he said.
"You mean the fat crazy guy?" I asked.
He chuckled. "Yes, the fat crazy guy."
"Yeah, what's his deal, anyway?" I asked.
"I don't know," he said.
The way he said, "I don't know," I could tell he was hiding something. But, I decided to keep quiet about it.
"Well, he'd better figure it out, because he's really pissing me off!" I said angrily.
"Whoa, you don't need to get mad at me!" he laughed.
"Sorry," I laughed, too.
"I'm starting to get very interested in you," he said. "And you're eyes."
I blushed and looked down. "Yeah, what's so great about'em?"
"Well," he started, and I looked back up and him, frustrated, "I've never seen eyes so beautifully colored before."
"Well," I retorted violently, "have you looked in the mirror lately? Our's look the same, so get over it!"
I was mad, and he was offended, but I couldn't help myself, "Yours are just blue! Mine are different! What does it matter?"
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"No!" I said, and looked down again.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because!" I looked back up at him and I started talking about my rough childhood.
"So you're used to this. Why are you being hostile?" he asked soothingly.
"Because!" I shouted. "No one has ever cared before! I'm not used to letting people in."
"You don't need to let me in. I just have one question," he asked politely, trying not to set me off again.
"What?" I asked, tired.
"Has Lokesh ever… used magic on you?" he asked.
"He's sparkled pink stuff on me, but nothing happened. I guess that was magic. I just thought he was being annoying." I sighed.
"Um," he said, and I stared at him.
"Remember this name for me, will you?" he asked shyly.
"Okay," I said.
His voice dropped to a barely audible whisper, and he stared at me and whispered, "Kelsey Hayes."
I stared at him, puzzled.
"Don't say it. Ever. I just, need you to remember it for me. Can you do that?" he asked desperately.
"Sure," I sighed, and he smiled.
He fell asleep soon after that, and I slipped into my half conscious state. I can hear, and I'm alert, and I can open my eyes at any moment, but I can also control my dreams. Do whatever I want. Be whatever I want. I loved that.
The "dream" started out as it always did. A huge white room. I imagined myself a mirror, and I walked up to it.
I looked like me. Extremely dark brown hair that could be black, with thick curls, my tan skin, my limited freckles across my nose, my soft pink lips, and my long eye lashes on the tips of my eyelids, which blink and cover massive silver eyes with green specks here and there.
Nothing had changed.
When I was a child, my eyes were smaller and changed colors frequently, and I was harder to identify. When I turned fourteen, they settled on a hazel color. When I turned eighteen, they turned into the silver color with green specks. The day, Lokesh, sprinkled pink dust on me, they doubled in size, and they became the size of Ren's.
I removed the mirror and created a forest at night, and sat on a log. I picked up a stick and started pushing the rich brown dirt around.
I was lonely. For the first time in my life, I was really lonely. So, I imagined Ren was sitting next to me, and we started talking.
After what felt like and hour went by, I heard the booming voice of Lokesh and Ren, yelling and screaming at each other. I ended my dream by opening my eyes, and Lokesh was holding a knife to Ren's stomach.
I yawned and whispered, "Really? Now?"
I guess Lokesh heard me, because he turned on me and snarled, "You don't get to make decisions. I do! I know what you're worth! I don't even think you know what you're worth! So, I won't waste you. Not yet. But DO NOT TEMPT ME!" he bellowed in the end, and I just laughed.
"Are you kidding me?" I looked up at Ren. "Is he serious?"
Lokesh looked extremely mad and I asked, "Okay then, if I'm worth so much, then tell me why, and how much?"
"It's not you!" he said viciously, "You're soul is expendable. It's your blood that's important." He smiled viciously. "Don't tempt me."
Ren looked worried. I just rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
Lokesh spent his entire day hacking and chopping and striking Ren, so I basically got the day off.
I felt sad that Ren had to go through this, but there was nothing I could do. I was chained up, remember?
At the end of the day, Lokesh unchained us, and moved my cage next to Ren's and stalked off, annoyed.
I decided to go straight to sleep. "Goodnight, Ren."
"Remember the name. Especially tonight," he whispered. "Goodnight."
I woke up in the middle of the night, and I looked over at Ren's cage to see how he was doing, and some crazy bright light as swirling around his head.
I wanted to scream out, but I was too shocked. I just couldn't make myself do it.
I watched, transfixed, as the light faded and a voice whispered, "She has been blocked. You are safe."
She? I thought, and as I fell back to sleep, I wondered, does it mean Kelsey?
TA-DA! And you guys still don't know what her name is! Well, I'm also a little bummed because I just got my first B in 3 years, so, I'm sad. But, you know, move on.