A/N
Hi! :) This is my first Wattpad story, I don't really know where this story is going but, hopefully it'll be good!
It's really short, so I'm sorry. I probably won't update regularly - it'll depend on schoolwork - so if you like it, bug me until I upload!
Oh, i appreciate comments if anyone can comment and constructive criticism!
Anyways, enjoy reading this! :)
Chapter 1
Light danced on the pavement before me. I smiled, enjoying the heat the sun brought. It was early summer and I was making my way home from the last day of school. As a celebration, we were allowed to wear our own clothes instead of our...unique uniforms.
I sighed; freedom at last. No more exams, no more teachers, no more homework! I had no plans, but I wanted to spend my time with my friends; Clara, Lola, Rachel, Jeanette and Taylor. They were the best friends a girl could ever ask for!
I was humming and felt giddy enough to skip along the path. A loud moan to my right snapped me out of my daze. Two guys (guessing by the shape of their shoulders, and their heights) were pressed up against the wall, trapping a girl there; she was the source of the noise. I looked away quickly. I mean, EEW!
I tripped over my own two feet and attracted the gaze of the two guys. I stopped in my tracks; one of them was...breath-takingly gorgeous. His hair was swept all to one side, his lightly tanned skin flawless and his entrancing blue-grey eyes framed by thick, dark lashes. Butterflies exploded past my stomach and up to my chest, restricting my breathing room.
The other was good-looking too, but he didn't hold my attention.
Bile rose in my throat as I locked on something dripping from both their mouths. It was red. I blinked and the friend stood in front of me. I could smell it now; the tangy, salty, rusting-metal smell that my whole body recognized as blood.
I had a couple of phobias, I hate to admit. One was trypanophobia, or more commonly known as a fear of needles. The second was haemophobia - the fear of blood. Oh right; there were two people standing near with blood on their mouths. I yelped and staggered backwards, losing my footing and landing on my butt.
"What did you see?" He asked, wiping the remaining blood away. My breathing hitched and my heart thrummed like a hummingbird's.
"I...uh... You we-were k-kissing her. She looked like she w-was enjoying it...uh..." I trailed off not knowig how to finish. A moment later the stunning one strolled up. He conversed with the other, too low for me to hear.
My eyes drifted to where the girl lay sprawled on the concrete. She wasn't moving but she was too far away for me to tell if she was breathing or not.
"Is she okay?" I whispered. I wasn't expecting an answer, so I jumped a foot in the air when a silky voice answered.
"She'll live; we don't kill our victims." The way he said victims made me realise this was not the first time they'd done something. I swallowed several times. "Get up, we're leaving."
I gaped at him, shielding my eyes with my hand to block the sun's glare. "I'm not going anywhere with you!" I crawled in away from the two psychos and opened my mouth to scream bloody murder. I was cut off by a hand clamped over my mouth. Blue-grey eyes stared into my own green ones and I couldn't look away.
"You don't get a choice." He said. He then hit my head and I swiftly fell unconscious.
