Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

0020 ➳ Saviour

"I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally. " — W.C. Fields

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Evelyn Hall's POV - 16 / 07 / 2013 : B.H.H.S

Interlacing my fingers with Rose's I reminisced in our first memory together. 

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I sat on the metal bench, the cool metal feeling as though it was burning my exposed skin as I shuffled uncomfortably. My hands ran through my messy mane of hair, my make-up smudged from sleepless nights, as my fingers fidgeted impatiently in my lap. I felt a presence take residency besides me. 

Their aura tinged with darkness, my senses tingling with apprehension as I eyed the doll faced girl who sat besides me. Her face void of any emotion as she stared blankly into the dark abyss. My lips twitched uncertainly as she brought a lone cigarette to her lips, the smoke reappearing before her as it tousled endlessly in the cool breeze. She closed her eyes, her hands resting upon her delicate pink dress, a white rose clipped to her front. Her attire screamed innocence yet I found myself drawn to a tattoo on her left ankle, a rose yet it was entangled with thorns. 

"Evelyn," she nodded in acknowledgment, her cigarette left forgot in her hands as she rested on her elbows. 

"I'm sorry do I know you?" I asked suspiciously, now taking into account her size, and possible weapons hidden within the confined space of her outfit. She pulled out a gun, resting it on the seat besides me, her purse left abandoned besides our feet as she pulled a Katana from her side. She smiled warmly towards me as she held her hand out in a gesture of good-will. 

"I don't suppose you do, you see we are looking for the same person." I nodded, my eyes in slits as I slowly slipped my hand into her own. Her brown eyes met mine, an almost sinister smirk appearing, as she cracked her neck. 

"How do you know my brother?" I wondered aloud, my fingers impatiently knotting together on my lap. 

"He's my boyfriend." I smiled, a choked laugh escaping my lips. She merely averted her eyes as I clapped her on the back, "Look I don't like many people in the world, and not many people in the world like me. But your brother is an exception, so you either help me find him, or I'll kill you." I nodded, having the feeling that she would put up a very hard fight. 

"Everybody hates me." I smiled, nodding in agreement to her suggestion. 

"Everybody hates me, too."

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Evelyn Hall's POV - 15 / 07 / 2013 : 

"Scott, look at me. Look at me. Scott, look at me. You have to remember. You called me first, okay? Say it. You called me first." Chris said, his face calm. I shook, Alison's blood on my hands as my vision blurred with fresh tears. 

"I... I called you..." Scott said slowly, his breaths laboured. As he too looked at his hands.

"Not you. Say Mr. Argent or her dad." Chris said, as Rose sat besides me her shoulder resting against my own. The mere thought of comfort made me want to scream, the realisation still yet to settle in that I had killed someone. Someone that didn't deserve to die. Just like the others, and this time it really was my fault.