Song: Pumped up Kicks by Foster the People (Bridge and Law Remix) 

Shout out to my bro @Link0619 Him and I always sing this song. It's this and The Sound of Silence by Disturbed 

I started to fidget around with my thumbs as Victor had started the car and drove out the driveway of the restaurant. I was still a bit drunk but I am always conscious of what's going on.

"Where are we going?" I asked in a soft voice since he was still mad for no apparent reason. I honestly believe he needs professional help with his emotions. Though, if anyone ever told him that to his face, he would mostly likely shoot them on the same spot.

He stayed silent which honestly scared me even more. "Victor...Victor.....Victor..Victor...Victor.....Vic-"

"WHAT!" he shouted in annoyance. I sunk back in my seat a little. "I just want to know where we're going," I mumbled in a soft tone. He let out a sigh and turned to look at me, "I have to take care of some business so, you'll be coming with me," he stated before looking back at the road.

I shook my head, "You could just drop me home you know. It would be -"

"No. I said from 8pm to 12am so a deal is a deal. Don't even try to get out of it," he spoke in a firm tone. I let out a sigh, "Where is this 'business' located?" I asked as I air quoted the word business with my fingers. He stayed silent again.

"Victor...Victor...-"

"It's like you honestly want me to kill you," he shook his head, "I like sober freak better."

"My name is Freya. What happen to the respect rule?" I asked. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. "Fair enough. A deal is a deal," he spoke in a casual voice.

I looked at him to see he was serious but I didn't quite believe him. I looked out my window to see the car was on the highway. Part of me wanted to jump out the moving car. I wouldn't even mind if another car hit me. I would be perfectly okay with it.

"Not that I'm enjoying it and all but you're to quiet," he stated.

I turned to look at him to see he was just paying attention to the road. "Well, you're scaring me. One minute your all angry and hulk mode. The next moment you're all sweet and caring and it's scaring me," I blurted out.

He turned to look at me with his eyebrow up, "Hulk mode?" he questioned.

"Sorry, that would be an insult to the Hulk.," I corrected myself.

"Like I said, I like sober frea-" he stopped midway before he could finish since I was glaring at him. "Freya. I like sober Freya better," he rolled his eyes.

I pulled out my phone and held it up to the side of his face, pretending it was a microphone. "Mind repeating that you like Freya so I have proof you said it," I teased.

He rolled his eyes again and stayed quiet. Not daring to bother him anymore, I stay quiet. He finally existed off the highway and after a few minutes, we pulled up to a huge mansion. It was honestly beautiful. The black gates opened and he drove up the driveway to the entrance of the house.

My door swung open and a hand pulled me out. I was then thrown over his shoulder again and deciding not to argue, I stayed quiet. I watched as he started the walk away from the car and I heard a click behind me. He then started to walk again and I looked around to see we were in the house. My mouth dropped in shook. The place was incredibly huge. Everything was in white marble. The walls were in a white and silver design while the ceiling was white.

As Victor walked further into the room, I could see a bunch of artworks across the wall. We soon entered another room and I was placed on something soft. I looked around to see I was on the couch. I looked up to see Victor holding his phone to his ear.

"Where?...Okay, I'm coming," he spoke into the phone before hanging up. He then shoved it in his pocket and unbuttoned his suit before taking it off and throwing it on the couch next to me.

"I need to do something. Stay here. If you move or try to leave, I will know," he sent a glared at me. Not knowing what to say, I just shook my head. He took off his tie and unbuttoned his sleeve before rolling it up quarter way.

He turned on his heels and started to walk out the room, "Don't touch anything. Only the stereo if you want," he shouted over his shoulders as he exited.

"Don't touch anything," I mocked in a hush tone. I looked around the room and admired how huge the room was.

I'm guessing this was his house. I honestly don't know how he could afford this place and quite frankly, I don't even want to know. I felt my stomach turning upside down again and I knew my Sushi was still crying to get out. Sitting down and being in one place makes it worst to hold it down. Taking off my heels, I got off the couch and slowly started to walk around the room.

As I walked around, I saw there was the stereo next to the t.v. I walked up closer to it and turned it on. Next to it was a iPad connected to it which turned on. I scrolled through it and saw a bunch of songs on the playlist. I skimmed through the list and landed on a familiar song. I tapped on the song and the house started to softly play it. I turned the volume up and the song was now blasting through the house. It was Pumped up Kicks by Foster the People but the remix version.

I slowly danced to the music and couldn't help but feel a bit free. It's been a while since I drowned everything out and just let everything go. I danced my way to the back of the room and saw some picture frames. I recognized some people in the picture.

In one picture, it was him and Cain covered with paint and holding a paintball gun. I walked down and looked at the other pictures. There was one with Victor and his mom and dad. I couldn't help but sigh. Mr. Davidson, Victor's father, was actually a really nice town. Despite how young I was, I remembered how nice he was to my family since we moved into this town. He treated Ethan and I like actually family at some time more than our own parents. After his death, everything changed. Ethan and I were just there when the event took place. We just happened to be there at the wrong place at the wrong time.

A hand touched my shoulder causing me to jump a little in fright. I turned around to see it was Victor with an angry look on his face.

What now?!

"Do you want to explain why you're blasting music?" he shouted over the music.

"You said I could use the stereo," I shouted back.

He rolled his eyes, "Yes but not blast it," he shouted back. I shook my head, "Would you just lightened up for once and just enjoy the night!" I stated as I started to dance around the room again.

I looked over to him to see him shaking his head then slowly dancing his way towards me. My eyes then trailed on the red stain that was on his sleeve and his knuckles were bruised up.

Freya, I know you're drunk but you can't be this stupid. You're dancing with a guy who kills for fun. Snap out of it. This isn't some place where you can just lay back. You don't even know where you are.

I mentally face palmed myself and walked over to the stereo and turned it off. I turned around to see Victor a bit confused by my action. "I think it's time for me to go home," I stated. He raised his left hand up to check his watch and nodded.

"Alright. Let me just make one call. You can wait in the car if you want," he mumbled before pulling out his phone.

I walked over to the couch and took up my heels in my hand before walking towards the door. I opened the door and stepped out only to be pulled to the side and tackled to the floor. I looked up to see a guy grinning down at me. I went to quickly sit up but was then pinned to the floor.

"Not so fast," he hissed out in a playful tone. I started to sense he was danger since I didn't recognized his face. I bought my knee up and kneed him where it hurts the most. He let out a groan and I quickly sat up and ran for the entrance door but he grabbed my ankle causing me to fall to the floor.

I let out a painful groan as I hit the concrete driveway. I was soon flipped over and saw a punch heading straight for my face. To slow to react, I let out a shriek as the punch landed by my eye.

"Get off her!" a voice growled.

Within a swift move, I was now in a chokehold and I felt something cold pushed against my forehead. From the corner of my eye, I could see it was a gun. My heart dropped and I felt myself panicking. I looked straight ahead to see Victor giving the guy a death stare.

"Where Ray?" the guy asked as he shoved the pistol towards my head.

Victor shrugged, "Which piece do you want of him? Some far, they have cut his arms up. You could have the head as a souvenir," Victor spoke in a casual voice.

I held my mouth trying not to throw up. I don't know which part is more disgusting. Victor cutting someone up or him just waiting for the guy to pull the trigger.

"You're bluffing. I'm going to give you 10 seconds to get him out here or the girl dies," the guys behind me hissed as he took off the safety clip. I felt my heart drop.

This can't be real. I can't leave Ethan! This has to be a dream. This isn't real!

A hysterical laugh escaped from Victor. He then shook his head, "No, here's now it's going to go. I'm going to give you 5 seconds to release the girl or you're dead," he threatened him.

The guy let out a chuckle, "Typical Victor."

"One, two, three, four."

"I'm not going to give you the -" before the guy could finish a gunshot went off and I let out a scream and shut my eyes as I dropped to the floor.

A hand grabbed me and I let out another scream.

"Relax, it's me," Victor spoke in a soft voice. I opened my eyes and didn't realized I was now crying. "How does that make it any better?" I sobbed as I stood up.

I turned around and felt my body go numb. The guy who had tackled me was now laying in a puddle of his own blood. I turned to look at Victor who was just staring at me. I slowly looked down and picked up my heels that I had dropped. Not bothering to say anything, I just made my way to the car.

I hopped in the passenger's seat and buckled myself in. I looked down at my phone to see it was almost 1 in the morning. I then looked up to see Victor talking to some by then pointed to the body. The guy nodded and Victor turned towards the car and started to head over to the driver's seat.

He hopped in the driver's seat and I quickly turned to look out my window. He started the car but it didn't move.

"Freya...I didn't mean for that to happen. He just works with the en-"

"Honestly Victor, our deal has finished so just take me home," I cut him off in anger. A sigh escaped him and he drove out the driveway.

The drive home was long and my mind couldn't help but just wonder to what had happen. Victor had just shot someone. The image flashed through my mind and I could now clearly see the guy brain had splattered over the floor. My stomach turned upside down and I felt sick to the gut. What was more sickening was when Victor say he has cut up the guy. Just hearing those words were disgusting. I don't care what kind of business he had to take care of or what he was involved with.

After about 35 silent minutes, I finally reached home. I saw my car was still missing from the driveway which meant my so called parents were still out drunk. I reached for the door and opened it. Getting ready to get out, a hand grabbed me.

"Freya, talk to me. I know you shouldn't have witness any of this but -"

"But what Victor? Honestly, I don't even care. I went through with my end of the deal so just stay away from Kai and don't even touch my fucking brother or come near him," I hissed in anger as I yanked my out of his grip. I stepped out the car and slammed the car door shut.

As I made my way to the front door, I could hear his car behind me pulling out the driveway and driving off. I opened the front door and walked in before closing it and locking it behind me. My eyes adjusted to the light then I notice my left eye was seeing a bit blurry. I walked down the hall and up the stairs.

As I walked to my room, I saw Ethan's door was open. I popped my head in his room and saw he was passed out on his bed. I silently pulled his door shut and made my way into my room before shutting the door. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light before walking up to the sink. Looking at my reflection, I saw my left eye was swollen with the color of blur and purple. I gently touched my eyelid and hissed as it pained.

My eyes then landed on my dress and I froze in my spot. There was blood splattered on my right shoulder. I felt my food coming up and I ran to the toilet before dropping to the floor and emptying everything that was in my stomach. I spent the next 5 minutes throwing up all the Sushi and drinks I had.

Finally having nothing left to empty, I flushed the toilet and stripped from my clothes. I threw the dress in the trash along with my heels since the side of it also was stained in blood. I brushed my teeth and quickly hopped in the shower and turned the hot water on. I spent half an hour trying to scrub my skin and hair clean. 

I wish I could just forget about tonight. Getting out the shower, I dried myself and got into warm clothes. Walking back into the bathroom, I walked to the trash can and took out the bag with the trash and tied it. Walking to my bedroom, I opened the window and held my hand out to the tree causing it to grow and stretch towards the window.

I stepped on the branch and lowered myself to the ground. Stepping on the grass, I walked over to the grill and threw my clothes on it. I'm sorry, did you think I really kidding about burning the clothes? I grabbed the bottle of gasoline and sprayed it over the bag. I then looked around for a lighter and lucky I found one. This house was covered in lighters since dad would smoke a lot. I grabbed a piece of paper and lite it on fire before throwing it on the grill with the bag. The whole inside of the grill was now on fire burning the dress and heels.

Minutes passed by and the flames started to die down. The only thing that was left was ashes. I closed the grill and walked across the grass back to the tree. I gently touched the tree and the branched lowered to my feet. I stepped on the branch and the tree lifted me back up to my window. The branched stretched into my room and I walked across the branch and stepped into my room. The tree then returned to it's original form and I closed my window.

I turned off the lights then put my phone to charge on my nightstand and hopped into bed. There was light peeking out through my window from the moonlight. Looking at my ceiling, I let out a tired yawn and fell asleep.

I hope tomorrow is a better day.

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"Are you happy with yourself? Isn't this what you wanted to happen?" a voice echoed through the pitch black room. I looked around but couldn't see anything. Something scratched my hand and I let out a scream and looked down to see there was blood all over my hands.

"Look at what you did!" a pair of hands grabbed me causing me to scream again and look up. My body froze as I looked at a familiar face. It was the guy Victor had shot. He head was covered in blood and you could see that piece of his brains were splattered.

"I-I did do that," my words came out muffled. He shook his head, "I had a family. You took that away from me. You're just like him," the guy laughed. I quickly shook my head, "I'm nothing like him. I will never be like him. You don't know anything," I shouted as I pulled away from his holding. Within a blink he was gone and the room was dark again.

"You sure about that?" the voice asked in the distance.

A light appeared from above in the distance. It then revealed dead bloody bodies laying on the floor. Another light appeared and there were more dead bodies cover in blood but this time, the light was getting closer. Within seconds, the light came closer and more blood was spreading along with bodies.

"Stop!" I shouted.

The light was now 20 feet away getting closer.

"Stop!" I demanded as tears were started to stream down my face.

Within a blink, I found myself standing in a puddle of blood and surrounded with dead bodies. Fear was now consuming me.

"STOP!!" I screamed.

I shot up from my bed gasping for air. I looked to my window to see the sun was shining but not to bright since it was a bit cloudy.

"Bad nightmare, huh?" a voice asked from across my room causing me to scream. I looked to the door to see Victor standing there in some sweats and a white t-shirt.

"W-what are you doing here?" I asked in a bit fearful tone still in shock from my dream.

He shook his head and walked to my bedside, "We're late for school," he grinned.

I looked over to my clock to see it was now 12pm which was now lunch time. I looked back at Victor and shook my head. "No, we had a deal," I argued.

He nodded, "We did. The deal was that I would leave Ethan and Kai alone. You were never in that agreement," he smirked.

I felt my tears rolling down my cheeks as his words came on. He came closer and glide his thumb across my cheek wiping away the tear.

"You see Freya, wording is very important in a deal. You should've known that since you seem to know me all too well but now but I guess not. If you think yesterday was worst, I've got so much more planned for you," his voice came out venomous as he turned on his heels and walked to my door.

"Be down in 10 minutes. I'm taking you to school. Ethan is already in school so hurry up," he stated as he shut the door behind him.

Part of me just wanted to cry and the other part just wanted to scream in anger and frustration.

I just sat there on my bed and stared at the door. My life has officially turned to shit. He just said he has more planned for me. 

What's worst than death itself?