Darkness Falls

Preface

"What the jigglyfuck." I curse as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"Watch that mouth if yours, Babe." He whispers, his lips brushing against my ear."It just might get you in trouble." He says, planting a soft, open mouthed kiss on the base of my neck.

"Puff." He says. I push him away and turn to face him. If I didn't put space between us soon I'd be in his bed before I knew it. "Excuse me?"

"Say puff instead of fuck." His face was completely serious.

Pft. Nobody tells me what to do. "Fine." I say, crossing my arms. "What the fucking jigglypuff."

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Blair is a 17 year old girl that lives in a trash town called Jinkts. With her mom being an alcoholic and living in a town with prostitutes and pot heads, her only reason for life is her little sister, Emily.
When the two are relaxing by the woods and hear growls, Blair sends Emily for help. Little did she know her decision would result in being attacked by a wolf and losing her little sister.

*Contains strong Language*

*Contains Mature content*
(But will be warned at the beginning of a chapter)

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Do you ever feel like a total outcast? Like you don't belong anywhere in the world and you were just a glitch in Gods making. Well, that's how I feel every single day of my life.

Why, let me tell you. My mom is a major alcoholic and hasn't seen a flash of sober life in three years since my dad left. After he ditched us, we moved to a jacked up neighborhood called Jinkts.

Jinkts is a ghetto neighborhood where teenage girls dropping out of highschool to become prostitutes and witnessing drugs being sold on curbs is the norm. Every time I leave I fear being jumped by a local gang or being assaulted by a stranger walking out of the many strip clubs in Jinkts.

Now can you see why I feel the way I do? Good. Honestly, I'd have been long gone if it weren't for a certain 7 year old girl with straight brown hair to die for and big green eyes that could bring a serial killer to his knees. This little girl is named Emily and she was born when I was ten.

She depends on me to take care of her since my mother is always either passed out in the bathtub or out at the bar until sun up. She depends on me so much that I dropped out of school just to pick up a second job to support us. I don't regret it for a second if it means keeping her healthy and it pays off when I come home from work with McDonalds and see those heart melting eyes glow with joy and appreciation.

I keep promising her that one day we'll live in a two story house with a big back yard and two big, blue eyed huskies that she's always wanted. The chances are not veryy good but how can you tell your baby sister that she's stuck growing up in a dump until she can't take it anymore and falls into depression. How do you look into those shiny eyes and tell her that there's no hope and people like us just don't make it in this world. If you know, please tell me. Because I have no clue. And as far as I'm concerned, there is no way.

So until my unlikely dreams come true, I'm stuck in Jinkts taking care of Emily and living off of what I make at McDonald's and as a cashier at Wal-Mart. I might be one of the very few people here that don't survive off of drugs and liquor her but I have to stay clean for Emily. She wouldn't survive without me. It's the sad truth.

I don't really have many friends in Jinkts eccept for a few co-workers that help me buy a kids meal for Emily when I can't afford it- wich rarely happens. Because in Jinkts, nobody helps you without wanting anything in return.

The only other thing that helps me wake up every norning besides my sister is the fact that I know there are people that have it worse and there are other people in the same shoes as me and they make it. So that other thing is hope. I have hope. But sometimes I wonder why. The only thing you get when you hope is disappointment.

Hope leads to disappointment and heart break. But I wouldn't dare let my sister know that. I had to stay strong. For Emily. She is my world.