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My eyes shot open faster than I could of imagined. I realized in was sweating, and everything around me was fuzzy. "(Y/n)...?" Juliet asked quietly. I looked towards her, her figure nothing but an array of colors. "What's wrong, (Y/n)?"

"It was all a dream?" The confused girl shook in fear of this too being a dream. "No, this-" she pulled her arms only to have them be restricted by the chains. "HELP!" (Y/n) screamed at the top of her lungs. Juliet sat in confusion at the sudden outbursts. "SOMEONE HELP US! WE'RE DOWN HERE!!!!" The sad truth was... They weren't going to be rescued. "HElp..." The fear physically drained out of her in tears. She clenched her fists, and hung her head in defeat.

"Why are you being so loud?" The two females turned their attention to the new person in the room.

"Trevor!" Juliet blushed while she began to smile at the stone faced male. He opened the cell door.and started to walk towards (Y/n).

"Stay away from me!" She frantically waved her arms around to show that she was not to be touched. Trevor raised his eyebrow in confusion while crouching down to the girl's level. "DONT TOUCH ME!" Two other teens were confused at how sudden her outburst was.

"She had a dream and woke up like this." Juliet informed, hoping to be praised by the blode.

"HE'S A MURDERER!" the words flowed out of (Y/n)'s mouth, causing Trevor's eyes to widen. Juliet felt her body stop functioning. All she could recall was the moment her brother was shot in the head. "YOU KILLED HECTOR, YOU MONSTER!" Trevor was confused on what to do next, and unchained the girl. She hesitated to think about escaping. "What are you doing...?" She calmed down from before.

"Its my turn." He simply replied while grabbing (Y/n)'s wrist and dragging her out of the cell. "Stay." he referred to Juliet and slammed the door to the cell. She felt jealousy rise in her while (Y/n) tried to struggle against his grip.

"Don't so this. Let me go!" He ignored every word that spewed of (Y/n)'s mouth. They went up to the first floor and walked towards the second flight of stairs. They made it to top and headed for Trevor's room. Trevor stopped as he hear Richie walking down the hall. (Y/n) noticed this too, and was about to scream for his help. He rushed into the room, throwing the girl in and slamming the door. (Y/n) landed on the floor and groaned in pain when she hit her injured arm.

"You have to be quiet, go with whatever I tell you to do." Trevor warned. "Or else you'll be punished." This made the females eyes widen in fear. She hesitated at first, but finally agreed to not scream. "Good. Now, lets play a game." Curiosity began to eat away at (Y/n)'s brain as he went into a closet. Not long after he pulled out a load of boxes. "Pick one." He ordered as he plopped the cardboard box in front of her. She slowly peered in to see boardgames and game controllers inside. She finally picked a box of cards and suggested that they played a game of Slap Jack. He agreed and helped her up to the desk that was on the corner of his room. Pulling up a chair next to her, he dealed the cards. "Do you want a drink?" He asked, clearly more focused on the cards.

"Sure..." (Y/n) replied as she watched him finish. He reached down towards a desk and grabbed a bottle of water. "What the..."

"I keep it in here just in case. Its still cold, I promise." He picked his cards up and began to shuffle them.

"oh..." The girl became hesitant over drinking it. 'He said if I didnt go with whatever he told me to do, I would be....' She slightly cringed at her predicament and opened the bottle slowly. She took a sip, and realized it was normal water. "Thank you." She said while closing the bottle, and picked her cards up. The two played for felt like forever. She was enjoying the company until Richie burst through the door.

"Hey Trevor, I wanted to know if we could-" The blue boy stopped as he laid his eyes on the girl. "Oh, hey (Y/n). What are... Playing?" His tone was now riddled with guilt.

"We were playing Go Fish, join us!" The girl was acting very strange, and Richie noticed. Trevor didnt mind seeing as Richie was his best friend. The three played, and had a small banter on what they did as children.

"Me and Richie got in a lot of trouble." Trevor explained as he followed to statement with asking for a 7.

"One time, Trevor and I poured chocolate on our teachers seat, and when he sat down he screamed and shouted "WHATS THIS BROWN STUFF?!" The whole class started to die of laughter. He already knew who did it, and sent us to the office. Of course, we didn't go and ended up hanging out at the local arcade." Richie laughed at his younger self's crazy pranks. They managed to make (Y/n) laugh. "Oh! And this other time, we pissed a bunch of Seniors off."

"That was the say we met with everyone in the group." Trevor spoke. Everything went silent and the card game stopped.

"Speaking of..." The girl finally spoke. "I went over Jason's, back before..." She paused at the mention of the kidnapping. "But I met Joshua." Richie and Trevor visibly tensed at the name. "I was attacked by their dog, and Josh tries to clean me up. I dropped my phone, and he noticed your name on my phone. He said 'I didnt know you talked to Richie.'" Trevor slowly looked over to the blue head, and noticed his fists were clenched. "The way he said it... He seemed so, shocked? Did something happen between you two?"

"He's a rat. A filthy, disgusting, no good, rat, who would be better off dead, AND HIS BROTHER IS NO BETTER!" Richie snapped as his fists slammed on the desk. Trevor and (Y/n) stared at him in fear. "I'm... I'm sorry, I have to go." Richie got up and rushed out of the room.

"What... Did I say?" (Y/n) asked. Trevor shook his head, and picked up the cards.

"Let's play something else."

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