Count To Seventeen Close Your Eyes

I’m walking through the hot, obnoxious desert. I’m thirsty, hungry, hot, annoyed, and sick. I cough and look in my hand to see blood. Fucking perfect. You see, I was taken by BL/ind when I was fifteen. They kept me until I was eighteen. Three years. Three fucking years. I’m just glad I’m out of that hell hole. Actually I’m not glad, because I would still be in my little room, tied to the chair, and questioned and beaten. It beats being in the desert for three days. Party Poison said he would save me. He said he would come to rescue me.
Party Poison and I go back to kindergarten. He helped me with the bullies, the people who don’t agree, and everything else. He was there for me, through everything. The fights, the beatups, the everything. I met Fun Ghoul when BL/ind took over. Apparently F.G and P.P were friends for a while, along with Jet-Star. I know Kobra Kid is Party Poison’s brother, I’m not stupid, plus I spent every waking moment with them. Hell, I even know what they look like naked. That’s a different story though.
When they took me, Party Poison and everyone else just stood there, acting like nothing important was happening. As I was being dragged away, to the trunk, and being thrown in the truck, I remember one thing. You could see the hurt in Party Poison’s eyes, and how hard it was for him to stay calm. I remember pounding on the window, screaming his name, cursing, thinking about how I was going to die. I’m going to die in this desert. I’m never going to find Party Poison. I’m never going to laugh with my friends ever again. All the times I was rude, and mean, and snotty to them. I’ll never see Party Poison, and tell him I love him. I’ll never-
I’m cut off from my thought process when I see a dust cloud in the distance. I swear under my breath and pull my mask down over my face. The dust cloud gets bigger and closer. “Jesus Christ.” I say under my breath, hiding near a bush. I lay down on the ground and curl up in a ball. I cough some more and sneeze. That’s a first in awhile. I raise an eyebrow at the new thing. I quickly think away from that when I hear my name being called from a distance. “SKY! SKY?” I hear. It sounds like Party Poison and Fun Ghoul. I smile a mad smile and pull myself off the ground. “OH MY GOD! LOOK!” I distinctly make out Fun Ghoul’s voice yell. The car stops and they all get out.
“What is it? It better not be another false alarm.” Party Poison says. “Because I’ll punch you in the face.” “No, I swear I saw something.” F.G says. I smile and start walking toward them. “Guys.” I manage to get out. Four heads snap in my direction and four gun snap up also. I put my hands up in defense and take my mask off. “It’s me. Sky. Sky Deathdefying.” I say smiling.
I feel a pain in my stomach but dismiss it quickly. Party Poison rushes over to me. “I knew I’d find you!” He says hugging me. “I knew it.” Everything goes blurry then focuses again. My head’s pounding and my stomach feels like I’m getting stabbed. Perfect. I suddenly go limp and everything goes black.

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