I'll Risk Everything

CHAPTER 1

(A/N: That is Avalyn and her outfit in the picture. I made it.)
___________________________

The sound of boots clicking against concrete could be heard throughout the area. Despite it being daytime, the streets were dull and vacant. There was a girl walking down the abandoned street her short, light pink hair stood out from the dull surroundings.

The buildings around were rotting and abandoned, as if everyone just left in a rush, not even bothering to get their stuff. One cottage was not rotting, it was in perfect condition, running water and everything. That is where the female, Avalyn, lives.

Avalyn approached the cottage covered in vines, she pulled out a key from the pocket of her shorts and unlocked the door. She lazily threw her backpack onto the floor and closed the door behind her. She grimaced as she saw her shirt stained with blood, she wasted no time in tearing it off and putting it in the washer.

She wasn't bullied, nor was she a murderer, but she might as well been. She ran a club, it was only for the rich or the mafia. Every weekend she made enough cash to pay off her college debt three times over. It held illegal activities in it, drugs, gambling, strippers, and more.

Avalyn was never targeted to be killed, because her club was open to anyone that were allowed to enter; it didn't matter as long as she got money. They get what they want and she gets what she wants, it's a simple deal that they agree to when they enter every time. Yet even those that had visited for a few years still never knew her real name because she was only called, V.

Avalyn had decided to close down the club for a few years, she needed a break to just finally be like a normal human. She had enough of fights there when someone had got blood on her shirt. Pathetic, she thought when his bloodied head hit her stomach.

Avalyn quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and started a shower, wanting so baldly to scrub off the filth of the drunk man's blood. She hates blood, it's disgusting. Avalyn quickly took her soap bar and began to scrub her body until her skin was raw and it hurt to much to continue. She stood there, letting the boiling water burn her skin, watching the water drop from the tips of her lilac hair.

She slowly stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped tightly around her body and her hair stuck to her forehead. She quickly dried herself, before looking back into the mirror. Avalyn felt her eyes sting as tears began to well up. A soft sob shook her body as she stared at her reflection, she didn't know why she was crying but all she knew was that it was her only comfort at this point.

Avalyn didn't know how long she had stood there crying, but she did know that she needed Tylenol to help the massive headache that accompanied it. She slowly slipped on a large shirt and a pair of loose shorts. She stumbled into the kitchen before she grabbed the Tylenol bottle and took two pills.

Avalyn then stumbled over to the couch like a drunk man, her head throbbing like she had a horrible hangover. She quickly grabbed a pillow and hugged it close to her chest before she passed out from exhaustion.