A/N. Hey guys..... soooo, long time no see? i know a lot of you wanted an update so i'lll try my best. i'll probably write and publish this before editing so please don't judge. and leave a comment where i messed up so i can fix it.
Azalea Pov-
i wake up in my bed, someones arm wrapped around me. for the first time in, well ever, i don't feel a sense of impending doom at the contact, i feel.... at home.
that is a good way to describe it, i feel at home. i look up and see Chase sleeping, his arm wrapped around me tightly, his hair a mess across his face. i hear footsteps a moment before a knock at the door. i move Chase's arm off me before shuffling to the door and pulling it open, seeing an unknown face behind the door.
i subtly grab a knife from behind the door, gripping the handle tightly in my palm.
the man at the door has dark hair, parted in the middle and brown eyes, that widened slightly as though he is confused i answered.
"hey, uh... you must be Azzy. i saw you the other day but you passed out" he says nervously. he looks at me like he's waiting for a reply.
"um, anyways. the boys said chase would be here, did i get the wrong room?" he says, looking back out into the hallway. i put the knife down and shake my head, walking back towards the bed. i hear him take a step forwards before releasing a breath.
i get to the bed and shake Chase slightly, not wanting to talk in front of the newbie yet. he grumbles slightly, smacking my hand away. i stand up straight and take a deep breath in, i turn back to the guy and motion for him to cover his ears, watching from the corner of my eyes as he does before i turn back to chase.
"Chase you mother fucker, if you don't wake up right now i will start pulling your fingernails off" i whisper in his ear, he jumps up and looks at me terrified, i give him a sweet smile and point my head towards his friend.
"oh, hey man" he says still looking scared
"hey, chase. you good dude" he says, looking between chase and i.
i smile sweetly and push chase towards the door.
Unknown dude pov: (let me know name suggestions ;) )
when i saw her the other day, honestly i thought she was drunk. then she pulled a gun out and pointed it a devan i knew that she wasn't anything like what they'd told me.
and her voice, i remember them telling me she couldn't speak.
she stumbled on the counter until her brother lifted her off and she kicked him, landing gracefully.
we all followed her as she walked to the stairs and watched her growl at them before turning around and falling onto the couch by crawling over the back.
she looked so cute
then today, when she opened the door and in the reflection of the mirror i saw the knife in her hand.
she didn't speak to me and surprised me when she made me cover my ears, i could hear her voice but not what she was saying. i knew by the way chase shot up out of bed and looked horrified that it was a threat. her voice sounds so melodic, like a lullaby. i'm confused why she would stop speaking.
i walk downstairs with chase and we all sit by the pool talking.
i can hear them talking about a mission and a threat but i'm more occupied with watching her come down the stairs and out to us.
she sits down next to devan, her feet in the water, and he wraps an arm around her.
she looks at liam and signs something.
he looks at me then back at her.
"Az... no" he says sternly making her hold her hands up before turning back to me.
"BLANK this is Azalea, Azzy this is ......"
Ok guys, i left the name blank there. let me know what you want the name to be. i'll choose the comment i like the most and i'll tag the winner, so be creative.
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Azalea
General FictionAzalea Nevaeh Willson, known for her idgaf attitude and her witty comebacks, people in school mostly avoid her. Azalea knows she adopted as her foster parents and abusers love to remind her. Azalea escapes her 'parents' by terrorizing the world as...