This is my first FanFic so please R&R, critisism welcome! Hope you enjoy!
This paragraph is dedicated to my loyal and wacky friend who has bugged me to get this finally up. You are a wise one! Thanks a million and one xxx
Charlottes POV
"Want another drink?" my best friend Lexi asks me.
"No thanks, I actually want to remember tonight." I reply with a small smirk, while glancing to the bottle of Vodka she was holding casually in her hands.
"But where's the fun in that?" she asks pouting. Damn her big brown eyes, if she wasn't high all the time she could really use them to her advantage, not like I'm one to talk though. I look at her in defeat as I take the bottle and have a big swig.
"Now that's more like it! Let's dance!" she screams as she drunkenly drags me to the middle of the room while a fast song with a heavy bass is blasting out of someone's tiny portable speakers.
As soon as we start to sway dizzily in the middle of the carpet, our friends soon join in and I have to say, we weren't too bad. Matt hopping around looking lost with his floppy bleach blonde hair falling into his eyes, Kristie circling Michael with her petite hand that belonging to her equally petite figure, dragging it slowly along his skinny chest. "That's what's years of substance abuse does to you" everyone warned, but I just had to find out for myself what it was really like, and I'm telling you now, it's amazing.
Out of nowhere there was a loud bang and everyone immediately turns towards the door, where the shadowed figures of five men stood tall.
Before I know it I hear Michael's blood curdling scream and Kristie crying hysterically. I feel something roll at my feet; I look down and saw Michael's bloodied head. His eyes were still open, like they had just widened in fear. I felt Lexi who was still standing next to me go numb in fear of these murderous men. I quickly grab hold of her hand; she grips onto it like it is her life line, I wouldn't count on it. I felt a breath next to my ear; I snap my head around and met a pair of stone cold onyx eyes staring deep into my skull. Lexi screams in fright and I felt her hand being yanked away from mine and her toe curling scream. I could not move. His eyes were so mysterious and full of secrets that I just wanted to know the answers to. He lunges towards me and I just stand still, frozen to the ground in my battered converses. I feel two animal like pricks into my nutrient deprived neck. I try to scream but my breaths caught in my throat.
"CHARL..." I hear someone cry out to me, it was like I wasn't even there anymore; I was now in some horror movie, unable to say "cut!"
I feel my body become weak as I try to claw at my attackers neck. I hear a muffled laugh and feel my body go limp and crash to the ground, I groan in pain. I look up and see a boy who was properly only a couple of years older than me with dirty blonde hair that was a little darker than my own that went down to just below his ears. He has skin that was as white as a sheet of untainted paper and a body that was slim but you could see it is well defined under his long sleeved black t-shirt. Unfortunately I cannot make out his face as his hair overthrows it into a shadow, damn. Suddenly he whips his hand around to his plump red lips and tears into his skin and spits it fiercely to the floor. He has a predatory glint in his eyes now and leaps towards me and forces his wrist into my mouth. The taste of the warm liquid was sweet and coppery. At first I start to sample it but then I freeze. What am I doing? As soon as that thought crosses my mind I start to choke from the lack of oxygen and hyperventilate. I can feel darkness clawing at the corners of my subconscious as his blood continues to drip down my throat that now felt like it was on fire. He withdraws his hand and the corners of his mouth turn up in a murderous fashion. I shiver from an overwhelming sensation starting at my throat and crawling all over my body. As I lie there on the dirty green carpet, I feel the fire in my bones and myself being tugged into darkness as I feel the cool breeze of the front door slamming shut.