Getting up on time had always been tricky for Haydn. Over the years he and his father had concocted many different ways for Haydn to be woken up in the mornings and many of then involved timers and soft yet weighted things falling on Haydn or his bed to wake him up. This morning had started off like all the others, a dull ringing sensation greeted Haydn's ears as he clipped on his implants before heading out the house door with some toast hanging out his mouth.

School was no different, groups of people poking fun at each other in idiotic bliss. Haydn envied most people who could hear properly, who didn't have to stare at people's mouth to tell what they where saying, and getting called a perv for it most times if someone didn't know about the crimson haired male's 'issues'. He couldn't wait to be finished with this BS, the only good he saw in this was that the school had set up his first few volunteer dates back in his first year of high-school. So now he had hours of it under his belt.

Matt had caught him before he left school that day, his friend chatting so quickly that Haydn almost missed the words. Only making out 'Party', 'Music', and 'Dancing'; now Haydn had found that he liked the loud vibrations from these parties, a few quick hand signs and some muffed sounding words where spoken between the pair before Haydn had the location of the party, and what time he was supposed to meet Matt outside so they could get in together.

When he got home Haydn was smiling more then usual and his dad asked him about what had him so chipper. All in a friendly manner, though if his dad knew what he was planning that would disappear. Haydn's father was a bit protective, not wanting his son to get hurt or into drugs and drinking. 'Not much just that I can't wait to see the kittens that the West side shelter's supposed to get tomorrow.' Haydn sighed to his father with ease.

His dad laughed, already knowing about his son's love for all animals, they had one bird in their home, and Haydn fed some strays that lived in the crawl space under their home aswell. "Just don't forget to do your homework. I'll be out later tonight, someone wants their kids bike repainted for the kids birthday." His father said while signing a few sloppy signs, yet Haydn understood what his father had meant.

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Green eyes blinked a few times as they adjusted to the darkness around them as Haydn stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets as he and Matt walked into the warehouse the party was being held in. Almost instantly Haydn felt the vibrations of the music and made him relax, soothing the deaf male as he followed behind his friend for the first few minuets.

Haydn had been enjoying the party, even getting out on the dance floor with some brunette who's name he didn't remember after the other had told him, so panting and sweating slightly be found Matt at a table with some people he didn't know, all of them speaking and gesturing to a bag of pills. This made Haydn's back stiffen as he looked at Matt who looked excited to try this pill. "Come on Haydn it will be fun!" Matt said grinning at Haydn as he spoke, speaking slowly so his friend could read his lips.

Haydn shook his head no, leveling Matt with a unimpressed look before signing that he was heading home, and that Matt knew his phone number if he needed him. Others at the table looked confused at his 'flailing' hands. Haydn's green eyes also spotted a few bottles of alcohol on the table that Matt and the others where at and he had the feeling that this was a set up to bust a bunch of drunk kids. So with a quick final wave of good bye Haydn made for the exit of the warehouse as quickly as his feet could carry him.

Once outside, surrounding by pure silence Haydn slowed his quick pace and rubbed his forehead. 'Of course Matt woudl want to go to one of these things that have BOTH drugs and alcohol....' Haydn thought to himself as he let a huff of disappointment leave his mouth. Stuffing his now cold hands back into his pockets Haydn let his feet carry him in the direction of his home, the crimson haired male was actually happy that his dad would be passed out from the late work, and wouldn't notice Haydn's late night escape.

As he was passing a lone stretch of street he felt the vibration that he'd come to recognize of the engine of a car or van starting up. This made him stop short for just a moment before be began a quicker pace down the street. A person dressed in black walked out of a alley just ahead of Haydn and the green eyed male stopped his pace as it was clear the person was trying to block his path.

While he was so focused on the person in front of him Haydn never saw the person with a chloroform rag coming up behind him. He struggled briefly before his world began to go dark, before he conked out though he saw the person in black speaking, his mind barely registered what those words where before he was out cold.

A ringing in his hears was the first thing that Haydn noticed as he came to in a room of white. He felt that he was laying on something cold and he caught snatches of movement before a person covered in while form head to toe appeared right above him and placed a mask of sorts over his mouth and nose, Haydn tried to fight, he really did but soon he found himself falling into darkness again. The ringing sensation still echoing in his ears.

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A splitting head ache was what woke Haydn next, his eyes snapping open before shutting again as the crimson haired male flailed on his bed, kicking the covers off and some how falling onto his floor with a heavy THUD that echoed around the house. Haydn was panting harshly as he slowly opens his eyes again, he looked around to find himself back in his room, everything looked normal aside from the fact that Haydn was still him his cloths from last night, and his implants where hurting a bit, as if someone had jerked his head roughly from side to side. A groan escaped the crimson haired teen as he rubbed his face.

What had happened last night... he remembered going to the warehouse with Matt...then leaving.....and a strange vibration that was hard to recall after so many hours knocked out. His eyes looked towards the clock on his bed side table... he still had about two hours till he had to be at school... the dull pain in his head almost had Haydn thinking of calling in sick to school...he decided against it and pulled himself and some clean cloths to the small shower in the house.

When he got to school he didn't see Matt at all, that didn't sit well with Haydn, even if they'd had some form of a fight he'd at least see his friend in the halls... but not today. He had more trouble concentrating from a small persistent head ache that he'd woken up with and even after some Advil it hand't gone away.

By lunch time Haydn was just sitting on a bench and table outside with his head hidden under his arms, the head ache had lessened a bit but it still didn't go away completely by now and Haydn was having thoughts about seeing the school nurse. Maybe his implants where causing this head ache... and maybe they caused him to black out last night too. Haydn just wanted some answers by now about what the heck had happened last night.