Chapter Seventeen
Charlottes POV
It had been a long time since I talked to Bella. I didn't see why I had to. She'd been so mean to me, telling me to get lost that day. Oh well. I didn't need her. I've never needed anyone. Even at my first home I didn't have friends. It was easy to stay hidden, out of sight and out of mind.
So I was surprised when I was confronted by these people in dark, thick, cloaks. They'd knocked on my door, and the moment I saw them I felt uneasy.
" We're looking for Charlotte Benson. Are you her?" One of them asked. It was a soft, girly voice. There were three of them. Two tall ones, and then a small one. The small was the one that had spoken.
" I'm Charlotte." I gulped. Why did they want me? I heard a chuckle from one of the taller ones.
" Oh goody. This was quiet easy." The small one said, obviously pleased. Then as if she had a change of heart, the small one snapped her fingers threateningly and hissed, " Grab her!" I was grabbed by four, rock hard hands and pulled out of my house. The door slammed shut behind me, and I tried to scream as I saw a car door open and I was shoved in.
" Scream, and we'll cut your tongue out." The girl growled at me. I whimpered as I felt a sharp pain in my head. My hands went to my head automatically and grabbed at it. I gasped and struggled for breath. What was happening to me?
Then just as quick as the pain appeared it was gone. I gasped with relief.
" We've got her master."
Ok. How was that? I know it was short, but think of it as a little taster to tide you over before the REAL action begins. Things will be heating up soon, and I want to get you all excited for the up coming… catastrophes. MWUAHAAAHA!!!
Do you all understand what's happening so far? If not say that in a review and I'll PM you and explain. Thanks for reading!
-Jaclyn