The night that changed it all... (guy needed PAFP)

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    I laid there silently watching the stars.
    "The one that I really remember is that when people die they become stars... It was probably just to help me deal with losing my birth parents.... But it really did help, I used to stay up late talking to the stars like I was talking to them..." I said then was silent again.
    "Silly little things like that..." I mumbled and closed my eyes.

    He smiles, laying back in the sand and looking down at his chest for a moment. Grimacing as a dark red line appears on his skin. "There's something you should know about my father.." His voice is weak, as the line trails up to his neck, his skin looking slightly molten. "He likes to use me as science experiments, which is why I have strange markings. He's testing an internal weapon on me that melts the skin..." He gulps, watching as it nears his neck. "I need help..." His eyes show how broken he is before he passes out from the pain.

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    I opened my eyes and looked at him then quickly sat up, my book falling in the sand next to me.
    "You okay?" I asked looking him over.
    I quickly got to my feet and hurried to my motor scooter, nearly slipping a few times, and searching through the bag for my phone.

    He doesn't stir, but his board is still laying beside him as is his jacket. His chest is soon showing several hundred marks from being tortured. His breath is ragged and breathing almost non exsistent.

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    I quickly called 9-1-1 and told them where we were and what was wrong.
    I hurried back over to him, waiting for the ambulance to get here.

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    "What the h*ll was I supposed to do?" I said crossing my arms.
    I picked up my book and dusted it off and turned off the light.
    I picked up my towel and rolled it up.

    "I can't go with them. And I'm sorry, but you need to stay here tonight. " he picks her up easily to head back to the small shack that he hides out in. "I'll show you why." He drops her gently on the bed and locks the door.

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    "What the h*ll!! Put me down!!" I yelled when he picked me up.
    I quickly got up off the bed.
    "Let me out of here! What is wrong with you!" I yelled.

    "Stop yelling." He sighs, pacing in the cabin. "My father can't find me here. IF He knows that you know he'll try and kill you." His eyes show slight pain as he gets lost in his mind for a moment. "Your safer here."

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    "Let me out!" I said crossing my arms.
    "I don't know what the h*ll is wrong with you but I don't want any part of this so let me out!" I said.

    "You already are!" He yells, anger causing his eyes to darken. "Im sick of people trying to think they're not involved. You've been involved since the day I saw you. You have a tattoo that you don't know where it came from." He mutters softly, turning away.

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    "You don't know what the h*ll you're talking about now let me out.." I said clenching my mist.
    Who the h*ll is he?! How the h*ll does he know?!" I thought.

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    Who the h*ll is he?! I thought not knowing anything anymore, he was honestly starting to scare me.
    "Let me out!" I said and head to the door trying to open it.

    "Remember a young boy named Damien?" He stares down, whispering the next part. "He was my twin. I know about the tattoo because I accidentally did it one day when you were over. I don't know if I did or not, but I think I may have made a full bond between us. All through our few classes together I feel my eyes drawn to you, curiosity of who you are now."

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    "Let me the h*ll out of here!" I yelled still trying to open the door.
    This guy is crazy! Why won't he just let me out! I thought.

    Waving a hand the door opens, walking into a hidden room he disappears. He watches her movement sadly, knowing that he had imprinted on her. How could he have been so stupid.

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    I opened the door and run out, glancing behind me.
    I hurry to my motorscooter and put my towel and book in the bag and put my shoes back on.
    I got on and rode home.