Seeing the state which Chloe was in, Nathanial chose to walk her home, stopping midway at an empty park, a large black car parked just outside the entrance.


    Metallic groans painfully rung out, two legs swinging back and forth as a veil of orange hair blossomed against the obsidian sky.


    Her surroundings seemed to twist and contort into large red buildings as she contently closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the wind against her body.


    A small grunt came from the boy who had been pushing the small girl on the swing, his lips forming a thin and firm line as he exerted force.


    “You really like swings, don’t you?” Nathanial sighed out, his hawk-like eyes surveying their surroundings as he slowly reduced the strength he used to push the swing each time until it slowly came to a stop.


    The small girl’s head swung forwards and backwards, her legs dangling off the plastic seat as she let out a small giggle, as if she was still riding the swing.


    “Yeah... Swings... are... fun!” Chloe sluggishly exclaimed, her head accidentally bumping into the blonde’s chest causing him to grimace slightly.


    Making doubly sure that there was nobody nearby, the blue-eyed boy searched for something in his pockets before bringing out a black blunt stick like object, quickly hiding it behind his back.


    The world span and trembled, multiple dark figures present in the small girl’s vision, pointing and giggling at her as if she had just told the funniest joke they’d ever heard.


    Head tilting upwards to face the dark sky, Chloe saw two eyes starting back into her own, two sapphire blue orbs which dimly bore into her figure.


    Nathanial’s lips contorted upwards, hand winding backwards as he spoke, “Why don’t you go to sleep for a while?” he proposed, the small girl letting out a sharp yelp as she was sent flying off the swing.


    Landing on the coarse ground, tears started to well up in Chloe’s small orange orbs, her body losing strength as she pressed one of her hands over the back of her head where she had been hit.


    Feeling a damp sensation sink into her fingers, she retracted her arm and took a look at her hand.


    A deep crimson paint covered them, causing the small girl to cry out in fear, black figures jeering at the small girl with their contorted expressions whilst growing closer.


    “This is... Blood? Why... Why am I bleeding?” the small girl questioned, repeatedly attempting to push herself up from the ground as she looked back towards the larger boy who’d been behind her when she’d felt the blow.


    A small gasp escaped her mouth once she saw his expression.


    Eyes furiously furrowed, blood ran down from his red lips that he was strongly biting, his right hand held a metallic baton from which a warm liquid leaked down as he sprinted towards the girl.


    “That should have been enough to knock out someone as feeble as you! Well, I guess you’re accustomed to pain.” He spat out, closing in on the girl.


    Chloe looked around at her surroundings which were devoid of people, black figures slinking around her body, a black foot pushing down on the small girl’s body in order to prevent her from standing up.


    “I’ll just... scream!” she quickly concluded, mouth opening and widening by the second as she slowly closed her eyes whilst preparing to let out a large outburst.


    Stolen novel; please report.


    “I wouldn’t do that if I were you!” Nathanial hurriedly exclaimed, causing the small girl to reopen her eyes.


    Her eyes flinched at the taller boy’s appearance, his face enshrouded by a black substance, lips tugging upwards into a sinister smile.


    Seeing that he’d gained her attention, a smile grew upon his countenance before continuing his speech.


    “You see Chloe, I’ve been doing a lot of... let’s just call it... preparation for this. And along the way I happened to acquire some... evidence that might get you and your friends in a tad bit of trouble!” he laughed out, scrambling around in his left pocket for a phone before pulling up a video.


    A familiar voice sounded out from the device as Chloe peered at the screen.


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    “You’re not bad, Chloe!” a black-haired girl praised, patting a small orange haired girl on the back.


    A male also stood close to the two girls, his head looking at the graffiti which covered the side of the building which stood powerless in front of them.


    “Yeah! You’ve definitely got some talent for this!” he chuckled, shaking some kind of can in his hand before adding some colour here and there to the piece.


    Slowly walking over to the small orange haired girl, Nathanial pulled her up by the hand before whispering in her ear.


    “Get in the car or the video gets send to the right people. I wouldn’t be surprised if I could get you and your friends expelled.”


    Nathanial tilted his head towards a car which was parked at the entrance to the park. Chloe had seen it on the way in but thought nothing of it, her world spinning at an abnormally fast pace as her legs felt like jelly, hardly able to support her own weight.


    The orange haired girl’s mind spun as she attempted to come up with a counter, her eyes flicking upwards to meet Nathaniel’s as her mouth opened.


    Seeing this, the tall blonde let out a harsh laugh before speaking, “Yes, yes, that video of me having a little bit of fun with you.”


    He seemed to reminisce about the blow which his pride had suffered that day before continuing, his tone deep and threatening.


    “Chloe. Look at it from an objective standpoint. If my video gets leaked, I’ll just get a little scolding. If I leak your video, your whole future will be for naught. Get in the car. I won’t ask again.”


    The small girl shifted in her shoes, her palms beginning to become sweaty as she failed to come up with any ways to escape the predicament she found herself in, relenting after a few seconds and slowly walking behind Nathanial’s tall figure as they walked towards the vehicle, Chloe stumbling to and fro.


    Thrusted into the high vehicle, the small girl cautiously looked at the blonde, receiving a small smile in response as he turned the car on and began to drive off.


    Momentarily letting her guard down by accident, Chloe sank into the seat behind her and let out an uncontrollable sigh.


    The leather felt so comfortable Chloe felt like she could instantly go to sleep if she tried to, causing her to frantically shake her head as she thought of ways to solve her problems.


    Nathanial’s weary blue eyes seemed to always be on the small girl whilst he drove for approximately twenty minutes.


    Arriving at a large house in the middle of the city, Chloe heard the doors of the car click shut as Nathanial equipped a mask which looked like a respirator before pressing a series of buttons on his car, prompting a hissing sound to enter the girl’s ears.


    Chloe quickly grasped onto the blue-eyed boy’s clothes, attempting to stop him from exiting the vehicle before being slapped away, her back hitting the door behind her causing a small moan of pain to leak out from her dirtied lips.


    Opening the car and closing the newly tinted black windowed door behind him, the blonde waved goodbye to the girl as her shrill cry for help became imprisoned within the sound proofed vehicle.


    Looking at the viscous gas that seeped out of the air vents in the car, Chloe instinctively took in a large gasp of air, eyes darting around the car to see how she could get out of the car.


    Beginning with the windows that had suddenly turned fully black, Chloe started to slam on them, using her legs when she realised her fists wouldn’t do the job.


    But this was just a desperate struggle from the pitifully weak orange haired girl. With her condition, she knew that there was no way in hell she would be able to escape from the now fully gassed vehicle.


    Looking towards the dashboard of the vehicle, her eyes glanced upon a small little camera which seemed to be following her movements, zooming in once she glanced towards it.


    Oxygen running out, Chloe let out a strong smile, both of her middle fingers standing to attention as she flipped off the camera, frightened tears escaping from her orange orbs contrasting her seemingly strong front.


    Being forced to take in a large quantity of the white gas, Chloe suddenly felt increasingly drowsy, her countenance returning to neutrality.


    The black figure that had been silently sitting in the back of the car suddenly burst out into a fit of joyous giggles, taunting the small girl as her vision faded to black.