The first chapter takes place in the 1900's, you'll understand why later. This is third story, so check my other ones if you haven't already. Love you all, the reviews put a smile on my face when I read them.
It was a late night, I walking home from the bar. My fake ID didn't last to long. My heels Made clicking sounds as I strut down the street. About 15 minutes into getting home, I see a bunch of people standing in a crowd. One of which was my brother, Marcus.
"Hey Evelyn! Come over here, meet my friends!" he lures me towards the group of people, drunk people.
"Marcus, these people are drunk." He hugs me tight to his side, with the biggest grin on his face. Then I smelt the alcohol on him. "So are you. Mum's not going to be happy."
He looks back at me with a stern look, "mum's not here, and she won't know because you won't tell her." His finger pokes my chest, as I back away from him following my footsteps." And I don't think she would be happy knowing you went to a bar with your friends, at the age of 17. Would she?"
"Are trying to threaten me, big brother?" I asked him tilting my head slightly.
"Maybe, or I have another idea." At this point, I got scared. So I ran, quickly being followed by the hord of people, ranting my name "Evelyn, Evelyn, Evie! Come meet your makers!" They chant as I run away in terror. I duck into an alleyway, dodging the garbage cans.
They must've split up, because I ended up cornered. They grabbed me by my limbs lifting me into the air. The drunk people threw me to the side of the street, abusing me.
I lost count of how many times they kicked and punched. Not to long after the beating, they start slamming head against the hard pavement. I blacked out after the third slam. No, no I didn't. I died, from drunk idiots. They ran away screaming horror knowing what they have done.
About 2 minutes of laying, knowing I was going to die, someone hovered over me. A handsome man grabbed my head and lifted it onto his lap. He closed my eyes, after that, I lost hope. A sharp pain hits my left wrist. I want to cry out in pain, but I couldn't move, my skull had been smashed open by a bunch of knuckleheads..
Its the worst pain anyone could feel, it felt like my insides were turning to stone. My mind shut off as I slipped into a dark everlasting sleep as they say, or so I thought. My story is going to last a little longer than I have been expected to, it's time to get revenge.
So what did you think, the story is confusing, but it's the intro. You will see how it becomes teen wolf later. Review for more, it's my motive.