Beginning of a New Hope
I woke up again with my head aching to no end. I rubbed my forehead unconsceincely till someone gripped my wrist. I look over my shoulder at Seth, I was gobsmacked. What is he doing here- I notice I was back in my room- and in my room?! I wondered.
"Is it wrong to check up on my little sister?" I gave him the 'what's your point' face. He cleared his throat.
"I was worried about you that's all Eva- Why is that such a surprise to you?"
"What happened to me" I asked, dodging his question.
"You were injected with poison yet we don't know HOW though-" Subconsciencely I rolled my shoulder, remembering the Hell hounds teeth sinking into my flesh then a second later shuddered.
"What happened after that?" I was scared for the answered. Seth's mouth curled into a devilish smile.
"You... Confessed your love to Robin Williams!" I gasped and clasped my hands around my mouth horrified.
"Oh bubble chewing gum busket, why does this fruit always happen to me, forget my life- always surrounded by miserable failing claudes- like the whole world would like to bend me over like I'm some fruit recepricale or something, well as far as I care they can have a barbaque with a god foresaken pig!!!" I cursed, then paused. Wait I dont even know WHO that is! Seth reliezed when I figured things out and was now dodgin my fingers from pulling his hair out from his scalp.
"Hey Eva calm down, I'm pulling your leg, relax!" I still struggled to reach for him but shortly gave up in a few minutes.
I relaxed into my pillow once more, Seth sat on the edge of my bed, watching me with concern.
"Your going to fine now-" Placing a hand on my leg. I stared at his hand for a while till glancing at his face. I gave him a smile, tilting my head to the side and closed my eyes.
He breathed out a sigh of relief and I felt the bed shift upwards then the sound of the door creaking open and close revealing his departure. I opened my eyes, I never noticed my room till now.
It was a winter green that matched the color of my eyes. At first my parents didn't know if I was going to be a boy or a girl so they made the color this- not knowing the color was going to be a duplicate of my eyes, mom saw it as a sign but I doubt it. I was like any other girl, even if I AM a werewolf, but still its common.
The only thing that differed from me to other kids were that I was happy, even when I kept being beat up- I just got used to it I guess, that I was just got used to the pain that always follows after the beating. Other than the fact of my visions and my 'sleep murders' but come on, a little too- woah who *click click, wink wink*- mature for me to know yet, I just wouldnt get the concepts of it or I'll probably do something that'll I regret...
*knock knock knock*
"Come in!" The door swings open, mommy comes over and briskly lays herself on the edge of my bed.
"How you feeling honey..."
"Im okay" I stare at her translucient lavander blue eyes as she strokes my long black hair.
"Do you need anything" I shake my head no then shift myself so I am curled up in bed. She stands up, making the bed shift once more.
"Okay honey, just call if you need anything"
"Okay mommy" She smiles down at me then pecks my head but when she was leaveing, she turned off the light and said sweet dreams right before the door shut behind her.
I shifted myself in bed, making myself comfortable to fall asleep.
(1 Hour Later)
I was still awake, but I was eghausted yet my eyes wouldn't allow me to. Many of my family members checked up on me, but I faked to be asleep. Suddenly the bed creaked downward, I leaped up from my bed, leaping toward my enemy to do a knife hand strike around the side of their neck; it was very fatal to use.
The person deflected the attack and pinned me down to the bed. I squirmed from under them, I attempted to escape with no luck but their hold was like metal itself.
"Evascence calm down, it's just me" I stopped as I recognized Clawdeen's voice. She backed off and I placed myself under the covers once more. Clawdeen layed by my feet, I watched her from the end of the bed. As if sensing my gaze and question inside my mind, she answered.
"I sensed that you haven't fallen asleep" She spoke, wisdom leaking through her lips.
"I couldnt fall asleep" I finally admitted. She opened her eyes as she gazed at me.
"Let me sing to you... Your awefully fond of music aren't you-"
"Yeees, but I dont see how this will help me sleep"
"Do you trust me"
"Yes"
"Then close your eyes" I was hesitant at first, but I did as she instructed. She played the music first in my head before she sang. ---> START SONG ON SIDE <---
It started off with a guitar, then the humming started that was soon lead in a viola playing which was when the beat started. After a few beats bongas started to thump. Then she sang:
"Aaarre you going, to Scarborough Fair
Partially siiiinnaattruus, Mary and tiiime
Reeemmeemmber me, to honor his deeaath........"
Her silky voice evaporated everything else in my mind, trapping me to captivate her every sentence. Slowly my brain started to shut down, my head starting to leen more into my pillow as my body started to relax. My muscles loosened from their tense fixture, every lyric pouring into my mind like water. Soaking me with every word, then letting it drift to the rest of my body. My legs lay plastered in place as they refused to move, my arms and body soon responding the same way. It was like Dark Magic, one wrong move and the whole process will collasp. Soon my head sunk more into the pillow as my vision started to stir and drift around then soon after tired tears rolled down the side of my face. Then ever so slowing my eye lids closed, and I was greeted by darkness but then was quickly replaced with a picture of the song Clawdeen was howling.
That night, there was no deaths-
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So yeah it was a while till I updated but I had a lot of things going on, so thanks :)
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