NeverWonder

Chapter two: Charlies pov

I sat on my bed with a sigh. I glanced over at the book curious on what my grandmother meant by "use it well". I opened the book. The slight cracking sound was heard, making it obvious it's been a while since the book has been opened. The front page was covered in names of women in my family tree that had owned the book. I was amazed by all the names. I turned the page and the letters were beautifully hand written. I was shocked. Someone had hand written this book. the words didn't look faded, nor smudged. I lean back against my pillows, and start reading. The writing was beautifully descriptive, it made me not want to put it down.

My window across my room flung open. I quickly put the book down, closing it. I slowly made my way to my window confused and slightly nervous. I looked out my window, there was nothing but darkness thanks to pollution. I shut my window careful not to make a sound. I walked back to my bed and opened my book back up and almost screamed.

My eyes were widened with fear. There was a man's hand sticking out of the book. I was terrified. Shaking just a little.

Then I heard it, a deep man's voice say "come on, grab my hand I don't have all day" I froze.

I started reappeting to my self there is a hand sticking out of a small black mysterious hole in my grandmothers book.

"I have to be seeing things" I muttered to myself.

I stared at it still terrified. The hand started frantically moving, trying to grab onto me. I quickly jumped back but not fast enough, he had a hold of the bottom of my tank top and started pulling

"no no no no, stop" I said sternly but keeping my voice down.

The man stopped pulling me

"or what?" I started stuttering "um I...I will..i wi-" he cut me off and said "just hurry this is a pain in my ass"

with one tug I was falling down fast. I fell onto a hard wood floor with a loud thump. I groaned in pain as my butt throbbed from hitting the ground hard.

I looked around there were five people in the small living room all looking at me expressionless. I crawled a little back before I hit the front of someone's legs.

"what the-" I was cut off again.

by the man kicking me hard enough to give me bruis, I rolled back into the middle of the group. I stood up angrily and looked at the guy who kicked me. He was tall maybe about almost six foot. Extremely muscular my mind was blown. He was covered in tattoos from his wrists to his neck well, that I could see. I could make out a few knifes and sculls made of ink on his oh so muscular arms. Snap out of it I thought to myself. He was wearing a white tank top, and some black jeans. His hair was like a bright orange. He looked down at me with a smirk. His husk voice reached my ears.

"well hi, Charlie" he said putting the emphasis on my name.

I decided immediately that I need to have my guard up I quickly crossed my arms. I slightly narrowed my eyes at him. He didn't say anything his smirk stayed the same. I turned around to take a good look at everyone.

Then I spotted her. Her white blond hair was in a nice high bun. Her eyes a bright blue. There was weird glitter like things floating around her. She was wearing knee high brown boots. Her outfit was not to bad she had a nice light green, tight t-shirt, and dark denim booty shorts. She was short like maybe five foot, though I have to admit She was pretty. She raised her eyebrow at me.

"got something to say?" She said her voice was high pitched.

I shake my head no. I look to my right and find a guy about the same height of the girl. He had white blond hair. His eyes a beautiful blue. He had no shirt which showed his toned chest. He had nice thick black boots with a pair of denim jeans. I looked back and forth between the girl and the guy finding they look very similar almost like twins. A scoff was heard from my left. I quickly turn and spot another guy, who had raven black hair. His eyes a bright green. He had a vest on exposing his chest which had a tattoo dagger in the middle. He had a tattoo of snake that wrapped around his neck. He looked at me menacingly.

I heard a door shut. I turned around and right in front of me was another man. Why are there so many men with tattoos it's weird. He looked down at me his pearced ears caught my eye first. This one also had raven black hair. His eyes looked a dark marrón which was very intimidating. He looked at orange haired man and smirked.

"finally got one didn't you Pan?" His voice sounded like thunder.

The guy with orange like hair laughed.

"hell yeah I did, she isn't to bad looking for a darling" he said with a slight chuckle, which sent a shiver down my spine.

I was picked up and thrown over a shoulder. I let out a squeal.

"put me down!" I yelled, everyone around me started chuckling as I was carried into a room. Kicking and hitting the strange man.