~Genevieve ArellanoI wake up with a massive headache, my eyes open and the whole room starts spinning. After yesterday's argument with Cam. Argument? More like a disagreement. I went straight to bed and ignored him. I didn't mean to take it to heart but I've tried so hard to communicate with people. I mean I do, I talk to people at school all the time but I've never had a friend before. Well, Harry isn't my friend. But anyway, I was happy about how comfortable It felt to talk to Harry and then I tell my brother and then he tells me not to speak to him. It really annoyed me.
I calm myself and decide to get ready for school. I do my usual routine of picking clothes but this time I choose this black and white top with squares along with white, high wasted jeans and my black converse. I go do my hair and brush my teeth and then come back in to the room and do my makeup. I go with a more smokey look today because I like how dark eyeshadow makes my eyes pop. Once I'm ready, I make my way downstairs.
Cam's and my fathers eyes are on me as I enter the dining room, I don't say anything and just sit down. I say thank you to my father and eat my breakfast in silence.
"Listen, Genevieve, your brother and I are heading to the City today. I was wondering if you wanted to come?" My father asks and I think for a second.
The city is where all the wolves, vampires and demons live, why would they be heading there? We don't live in the city for a reason. To stay away from all of them.
They both see my confused expression and Cam starts to explain, "We are going to go stock up on some weapons."
"Weapons? You're wolves." I am still confused. Don't they use their claws to fight or something?
"We have to be able to fight even when we are not turned, including you." My father says and my eyes go wide.
"I'm not doing it."
"You don't want to be able to protect yourself?" Cam asks.
"From what? You both don't let me out the house let alone talk to anyone. Why would I need to protect myself?" I shout.
I can see anger in my fathers eyes but it quickly disappears and he sighs.
"I would let you out if I knew you could protect yourself, I'm giving you another option instead of being turned." He tries to compromise.
I sigh and think for a minute. Could learning how to use weapons and protecting myself be useful? "What will I be protecting myself from?" I ask and they both look at one another and then back at me.
"War." My father says and my heart stops.
War? As in a huge war between the down worlders? My father knows how much I don't want to be turned and he's giving me the option to be able to protect myself without having to turn.
"Fine, I will go to the city so you can get weapons and you can teach me how to protect myself." I say and they both smile.
When I got to school I was a bit gutted when I walked in to geography and didn't see Harry there, I was hoping to speak to him today. I miss his face. It's a bit strange that he hasn't turned up today? He transferred yesterday and is already skipping class. The thought of missing class makes a shiver go down my spine.
When I get home, I put my things away and get myself ready to go to the city. I get my leather jacket out from my wardrobe and put it on, I am hoping it will make me look bad ass so I fit in with all the down worlders.
{The down worlders are the vampires, wolves and demons, yes there are city of bones references but I have changed a lot.}
I walk downstairs and I see that Cam and my father are already waiting in the car for me. I take in a deep breath and lock the door behind me before going to the car. I get in and sit silently, I stare out the window, the whole journey was spent with me daydreaming.
We get closer to the City and I look at all the down worlders, they all look so normal yet completely different. It's very dark here, the sun isn't shining brightly, it's very cloudy. Everyone seems to be out and walking, rushing around even. I look up at the sky, it's dark, just like this place. It has a red tint to it which send shivers down my spine. The thought of living here makes me sick.
We come to a stop in a parking lot and we all get out of the car. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. I see Cam staring at me as I do so and a smirk present on his features. I roll my eyes at him and bite the inside of my cheek to keep me from laughing.
We start walking over to the shop and enter. The screech of the door makes me cringe, I look at the man at the counter. He is quite short, he is very muscular and he has bright red hair, he's very attractive. His eyes are burning into me and I start to feel about uncomfortable under his stare. My father notices and walks over to him, distracting him from me. I watch them speak before spacing out.
I don't know why I came, this place creeps me out. The walls are covered in beige wall paper that's peeling off, revealing red bricks underneath. The light on the ceiling is dim and flickers every few minutes. The walls have dead animal heads hung up. My heart aches at the sight. The carpet is an unflattering shade of red and it is clearly not being looked after. I look over to the door, the little bell hung up that signals the arrival of a customer is rusted. The door has a window with a huge crack in the middle and a layer of blinds that try to cover it. I don't know whether it's creepier out there or in here.
The dead animal heads answer my question. I look over at my father and Cam, they look really busy so I take this as my chance to go outside. I check to make sure the man at the counter isn't staring at me and I turn to quietly walk over to the door to go outside. I place my hand on the door handle and open it slowly. Once I step outside I turn to my left and barge into a man. Ouch. His large, muscular shoulders made an impact on my small, fragile ones.
"Sorry!" We both say in unison and I look at the man.
"Harry?"
---A/N
Gen has finally went to the city. The city is a big part of the story plot, so it might be mentioned a few times.
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FanfictionGenevieve Arellano is 17 years old and lives with her dad and brother who are both wolves, she refuses to be turned into one of them. She lives a simple yet lonely life until Harry comes along. Harry Styles is a 300 year old vampire, he has watched...