(Woo my first fan fiction! well, I'm trying to make a cute little story about a few of the famous youtubers. hope you guys enjoy!)

 I was in a dark room, bound to a chair by what looked like brown leather belts. I heard footsteps as someone walked in, and I began to shake. The person came over and I felt a cold hand push my chin up. Our eyes met.

  "Sk-Sky?" I asked, but he said nothing. his hands moved down, undoing the belt-like straps that were constricting my movements. I was free in less than a minute.

  I launched forward, shoving him to the ground and wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt his arms at my waist, and we quickly turned so I was underneath him. We were kissing, now, and I wanted more. He seemed to sense this and I felt him push against me, grinding against my crotch.

  I didn't understand what was going on, but the sudden pressure there made me gasp. I felt my face heat up, turning a dark red color. A moan escaped my lips when I felt the man's hands move up, sliding under my shirt.

  My eyes met his through the dark glasses he wore. He looked somewhere between disgusted and horrified. I tried to pull back, but he kept me pinned down. I felt cold hands at my throat and looked into his eyes, trying to beg for forgiveness. He didn't give it.

  Everything went black.

  "TY!? TY WAKE UP!" I heard someone yell and my body jerked, my eyes shooting open. It was just a dream... But now, I was looking into the tired, concerned eyes of the person who had been strangling me moments before. I opened my mouth to speak, my mouth dry.

  "Sky..." I said weakly and glanced down. A dark grey blanket was sliding down on my body, so I reached down to pull it up. Sky either didn't notice or didn't care. I didn't care if he did, as long as he didn't see the scars. Hideous, awful scars.

  "It's okay, Ty, it's over." He said softly, abs I felt the cool lip of a glass touch my own dry lips. My hands instinctively shot up, wrapping around the glass and Sky's warm hands. I drank the water as soon as I felt it touch my mouth, but I drank too much, to fast, and came back coughing. "Woah, you're going to choke if you do that." He chuckled, pulling the glass away despite my flailing arms.

  "Can you put it on the dresser then? I need to get dressed." Sky nodded, hesitating for a moment. I wondered if he was debating on leaving the insane teenager alone. Finally, he leaned down, and I felt the warm, smooth skin of his lips touch my forehead. He quickly pulled back, and spun around, leaving the room as fast as he could.

  I stepped out of my bed, the blanket falling to the floor. After getting another drink, I opened the dresser and grabbed what I usually wore. Pulling the white tee shirt on, I looked in the mirror. I never looked without a shirt on, not anymore. I hated the sight of it.

  Brushing my hair with my fingers, I pulled my grey jeans on. Stretching, I sighed and leaned against the dresser. Sky was so nice, but I doubted he would ever act like he did in my dreams. He would never love me, a guy, and I also didn't think he'd kill me over some stupid mark.

  "You done in there? I made breakfast." At the smell of food, my thoughts slipped away and I grinned. I grabbed my headphones that I wore all the time now, and flipped my hair. I looked at my maroon eyes in the mirror, then spun around. My voice rang out from up the stairs.

  "I'll be out in a second!"

(I'm trying to redo this first story. I can't guarantee it'll get much longer, but hopefully it'll have a lot more detail! I'll also fix any stupid spelling errors hopefully ;~; oh, and this is still technically a rough draft. If you ask get lucky I'll come back when I'm a better writer and redo the whole story!)