(Melanie above)
Melanie p.o.v
I walk out of my room and shut the door quietly. I tip toe down the the hallway, careful not to wake up the devil's spawns. I soon meet the chipped concrete stairs that I have been pushed and thrown down multiple times. I sigh a look down at my arms that have scars and bruises all over them. I look down at the raw and tarnished skin on my wrist and frown, but shake my head and take a quick but quiet step down the stairs.As I reach the bottom I peak behind me and down the hall and see the front door. I blissfully walk to it and pull it open. I step outside and close the door behind me. I breathe in the fresh and humid morning air. Freedom! I thought as I exit the complexes and walk to the bus stop which is on the corner. A smile creeps on my face as I see the familiar elder lady, Janice. As I approach the bench she looks up and smiles.
"Hi, Janice" I greet.
"Heyo" her wrinkled face forms a smile but disappears as she see's my arms. I look down a pull my jacket sleeves down. I softly smile at her as we hop on the bus. We zoom through the busy streets of New York City.As I reach my stop I pay the nice bus driver say thank you and wave bye to Janice. She throws up the peace sign, and I can't help but snort out a laugh and walk out the bus and into the glass doors of the library. The smell of dusty books fill my nostrils and I smile in delight. Then I see, the girl I work with, Blaire. She is a very preppy girl and treats me like trash. She has unnatural blonde highlights and light brown hair. While I work she sits around waisting time, flirting with all the attractive men that walk in. They always ask about me but she always denies me being there, but I don't really mind.
As I walk in she glares at me and stands up. Allowing me to catch a glimpse at her outfit. I almost cringe at the look of her 8-inch heels. That must be painful. I think, at least her shirt is decent. She is wearing a loose black v-neck, white short shorts, and white 8-inch heels.
"Here freak, put these up won't you!?"
"Sure, sure."
"Well then stop spacing out like a retard and do it!" How nice. I grab the box of books and notice it is the new Stephen King book, I'll need to check one out later. I think as I pull out my black ear buds and start shelving the books. Another day of torture.
Andy's p.o.v
I sighed as I reached the library and jumped out of the car. I looked around as I walked in. It was a pretty nice place, I had never been to this one. I look at the counter and see this girl with brown hair with blonde highlights in her hair andher face glued to her phone screen behind it. I walk up to the black counter and wait for to look up. Any day now... I think. I stand there for a couple more seconds before I realize that she is not going to look up. Bad fucking service. I clear my throat and her unnaturally blue eyes look me up and down. I start to get impatient and clear my throat again. She snaps her head up and finally talks.
"How may I help you?" She tries to sound seductive but I almost gag.
" I am looking for the new Stephen King book, do you have any copies?" I say in a irritated voice. She smiles, which pisses me off more and says
"Yeah we just got them, they're in the horror section."
"Yeah, no shit." I say before I walk away. I smirk knowing I left her shocked. Not used to rejection huh?As I walk down what seems like endless isels. I start hearing a soft voice singing, I don't know what though. The voice sounds like sweet nectar to my ears. As I get closer I hear what they are singing. They are singing "Hospital For Souls" by Bring Me The Horizon, one of my favorites.
I walk closer to the voice forgetting my mission. I end up in the horror section and I see a small figure shelving books while she sings. I walk up to her and tap her on the shoulder. She turns around and see her large, and beautiful green eyes. One look at her and I think one thing....
MINE!

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