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~*~ 6 Years Previously ~*~

"Eyre!" I whip my head around me, smiling as I see my best friend, Harper.

"Morning." I say casually as she slows her pace beside me. She pants and I wait patiently for her. As soon as she isn't resting on her knees, she grabs ahold of my shoulders and pulls her face closer to mine.

"How!?!" She yells and I draw my head back.

"H-how what?" I ask feebly and she huffs before letting my shoulders go.

"Child, you only had two months and a half to slim down, plus you've grown taller. How?!" She demands an answer and I hold my hands up in surrender.

"My mansion is big, I slept alot more, and I began doing everything myself in the mansion. Simple as that."

"Yeah, but two and a half months. That's impossible!" I shrug before the ringing of a bell is heard. We look at each other, eyes wide, before dashing off to school.

~*~ 7 Months Later ~*~

"Bye Harper! See you tomorrow!" I yell after her. She waves back as well and is gone from my sight. I look down before smiling. It's close to the end of the school year, and alot has changed about me. My weight, especially. My thighs were the biggest problem, and they were the hardest to get rid of.

"Mistress Eyre. Please, your parents await you." Someone says next to me. It's a chauffeur holding the door to a limo open. I eye it warily.

Mother and father said nothing of me getting picked up. And this isn't our usual chauffeur..

"N-no thank you. I'll be walking home today." I decline and continue walking away, yet my pace has quickened. As soon as I round the corner I break out into a run. But me against a car is a funny match. Forcefully, I'm shoved into the car. I scream, yelling for help, but nobody is around.

"Help!! Help me!! Somebody!" I scream and duct tape is slapped around my mouth.

"Shut the girl up!" Someone yells and the next thing I know, I black out.

~*~

"Heh, ain't she a pretty one? Rich, and will sell off well. Don'tcha think?" A man asks aloud and I hear a clink, then another, then another, like a repeating rhythm.

"Hmm? She's awake. Tch, what a pain. Gotta feed her 'till next week. That's when the market is up again." Somebody else complains and I look around. There are bars and I immediately find out I'm in a cage. My wrists are bound and my ankle are tied to the bars of the cage. Frightened, I shrink back into the corner. Something hits me in the face and I soon figure out that it's a stale piece of bread.

"Eat up. That's all ya get for t'day." He roars with laughter and the two walk out, slamming a door shut with a loud BANG and the lights go out.

~*~

"Hands where I can see them! Get down on the ground!" Somebody demands, waking me from my sleep. It's been a few days, and my clothes are in rags now. The men would come back, try to grab me, toy around with me, but I've kept to myself and the only damage that's been done is a sprained ankle and my torn clothes. The door slams open and in run teams of people.

"I've secure a little girl. She's just like the ones in the report. Harold, I'm taking her in." Someone reports before he shoots the lock off the cage and swing the door open. I shuffle the my corner of the cage and he cautiously steps in.

"Hey, now. We're here to help to. My name is Tom. What's yours?" Tom asks softly and it takes me a minute to answer.

"E-Eyre. My name is Eyre." I says and he nods his head, stretching out a hand towards me. With relief, I take it and he takes me out of the building. I cling onto his fingers, scared out of my mind after what's happened. The next hours are a blur and I vaguely remember being crushed into a hug by my sobbing mother and father standing behind her, shedding a few tears. Harper runs into the hospital room no later and embraces me, sobbing her eyes out just as mother had. I could only lift my skinny arms around her back, giving it a reassuring pat.

~*~ 3 Years Later ~*~

"Okay! Now we commence the 'How Many Asked Eyre Out Today' meeting! So, Eyre, how many today?" Harper interrogates, acting like a game show host. I sweat drop before answering into her fake microphone.

"F-five, today..."

"WHAT!? FIVE?! That's a new record! Wait up, lemme write it down." She scribbles into a notebook and I sigh, holding a hand to my forehead.

"Harps, Nick asked me out today.." I says wearily and she drops her notepad.

"You mean... Nick, the one that's been out friend since middle school? The one that vowed that we would only be friends?!" She shrieks and I nod my head, grimacing.

"Yeah, that one... Ugh, I hate life. Why can't we switch places for a daaay~" I complain before she shrugs, going over her notes.

"Welp, time to kick Nick off the friend circle. Gues it's just you, me, and good ol' Percy! We need to have auditions on who can join our original foursome group." I roll my eyes.

"Or we could just keep it as the three of us." I reason but she shakes her head.

"Nah, won't be fun. We need the brains, you, the good-looking one, Percy, the goof, me, and the fourth wheel, OPEN SPACE!" I shake my head.

"Since when was Nick the fourth wheel?"

"Since the time he went out with Miranda McCole." Harper replies cheekily and I shrug, agreeing.

"Oh, damn. I have a date in a few minutes. I gotta go." I say after checking my watch.

"You have a what!?"She freaks and shoves me into her closet.

"Change! Change! Change! Wait, with who?"

"Alex Ollivander."

"Oh, the wand maker's son?"

"Stop referencing Harry Potter! And yes, that's him." I huff, crossing my arms before a green top is thrown into my face. She giggles and I rip the top off my face before randomly choosing a white dress with black swirls around it. I took some black flats and decide to leave my hair as is.

"Oh, Eyre. Your hair..." She taps the top part or her scalp and I look at my hair in the mirror.

It's happening again. I'll have to dye it later.

""Kay, got it. Thanks. I'll do it later." I tell her and she nods before shoving me out of her house, yelling at me to "Get some."

~*~

Walking down the street to the movie's I hear a rustling behind me. I stop, the hair behind my neck prickling.

"Hello?" I ask aloud, yet nothing answers. I stay frozen for a few seconds, my head turned behind me, before shrugging and turning my head forward. That's was a big mistake.

"Ah-"

~*~

A month.

That's how long I've been chained up, as a toy for all the disgusting men, It's been so long, to the point where I almost committed suicide. The cries and yelling in the cells around me aren't any better. They're either screaming for help, crying, gone insane, silent, or moaning in pleasure. I haven't been the latter yet, and I don't intend to be.

"Get up, you brats! Here's your food!" A burly man yells and tosses another stale bread at us. Some of the lucky ones gets a gruely bowl of soup. I keep my eyes closed, something I've learned to do when these men walk by. One almost grabbed me because of my purple eyes, but I got away from him and he grew bored of my behavior. Throughout the month though, my hair grew, and it would be about time before they notice something's up with it. The man throws a bread in my cell, yet stops by it a second longer, peering in. I hold my breath, waiting for him to walk by, and he does. I let out a sigh of relief before snatching the loaf and vigorously eating it.

My second time being kidnapped. It'll always be like this..

"Right here, you'll like this one. Turquoise hair, I tell ya!" My breathing hitches in my throat and I freeze. My cage door is yanked open before I'm dragged out by my hair. I scream, kicking and yelling, trying to get him to stop, but his hold is tight.

"Shut up!" He yells and throws me at another person's cage. My back painfully collides against it before I curl up into a ball and shiver.

S-stop...

"Here ya go, gentlemen. She's all yours." The man smirks and three people behind him step forward, taking me by the arms and dragging me to another room. There, I was beaten, raped, broken. It was terrible. I couldn't handle it. They left me in there before coming back the next day, and the day after that, then the day after that. My body almost gave up on me. Until I was saved yet again.

"She's here!" A man yells after smashing the door open. I stay huddled in a corner, shivering, crying, and scared.

"P-please.. Don't hurt me..." I whisper and the man slowly walks towards me. There, the same thing that happened three years ago happened in that room. I was taken home, stayed in the hospital until I felt like leaving, and Harper never let me out of her sight. It took a while longer for me to get over it. During my first kidnapping, I was only there for a week, and they only ad me chained up, so I was over it within a month. This one? It took me two year. I kept up with my studies, of course, but I wan't quite the same. Still not. Harper did her best to cheer me up, but the first few months I was like a doll. Mother and father paid more attention to me and people around me talked to me alot more, well, more than they used to. Way more than they used to. It came to the point where Harper began wearing a bodyguard suit and a whistle to keep people away for me. I told her it was fine, but she liked the costume and whistle so it was okay.

~*~ Present Day ~*~

Fyuuu~

BANG!

That jarred me out of my thoughts quite well. A few moments later I realize that that's the firework, and we'll all be saved soon. I feel guilty, considering I did nothing but stay here, completely useless. A few minutes later, the door flies off it's hinges with another loud BANG. I scream, although it comes out muffled, as the door sails above my head.

"Eyre dear?" A voice asks and I perk up. I try to yell out, but like I said earlier, my voice is muffled. Luckily, Jea-ha heard me and rushes forward.

"Eyre!" He cries and hugs me. I move, slightly awkward and in pain. He gets the message.

"Whoops, almost forgot I'm suppose to save you right now. Your beauty distracted me." I glare, but he can't see it since the blindfold is still tied around my eyes.

"Oops, distracted again." He comments before untying all of the ropes and leading me out the room. As soon as we're on deck, I spot Yona and Yun fighting, as well as the other hostage girls tying the officers up. Just as I'm about to run and help them, Jea-ha picks me up bridal style and jumps into the air.

"What are you doing?!" I screech at him, demanding to be put down.

"Yona and Yun told me what happened. They said to take you to where Captain Gi-gang is. Oh, and Yona dear told me to give this to you." Jea-ha smiles, holding up my umbrella. I snatch it, testing the weight to see if my Berettas are still in, and smile.

"Thanks, Jea-ha." I say and he shrug.

"It's what I do for beautiful women."

"Ahahaha, say something like that again and I'll shoot you."

"S-sorry..."

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Ok! So, I decided to have a vote on the title of the story. It could be, Nobody Can Replace You, or stay, Is This Real?. Either that, or you can suggest one. Please comment your choice!

Plus, I have a lot of shit planned for this shit, so I have another favor to ask of my readers! I would like to see what name Eyre could be called. Yes, another name for Eyre that would fit. You guys probably won't understand why I asked for this, but please help me out! Thank you very much!

And! I have a kik, and this summer has been extremely boring so far, so if you'd like, please text me on kik! It's: _ReDThreaDofFatE_ , basically my Wattpad account. Please tell me you're from Wattpad, though!

- When Eyre walked into the restaurant in Awa for a coffee, she ordered a triple, venti, half-sweet, non-fat, caramel, macchiato. The waiter looked at her weirdly before walking back to the kitchen and slamming a cup of regular coffee onto her table.

- As soon as Eyre found a credit card in her duffel bag, she gasped, squealed, and fell off the log she was sitting on. The next day, she found Yona using it to scrape off leeches.

- Once, officers were hitting on Eyre, she sent Hak and Kija a signal. They both nod and the next thing the officers know, their robes are on the ground and everyone around them is laughing. As Eyre and the gang walk away, you can see Eyre giving Hak a fist bump with her left hand, and Kija a high five with her right.