Survivor

Chapter 22 - Meeting Brett

        Today was the last day of training and with each passing day I could feel myself becoming stronger and healthier. All though I have a lot of scars I can see my body becoming healthy and fit, I feel great.

        School starts in three days and Brett still isn't back from football camp. I am honostly scared to meet him though. Who knows what he is like but I understand if he has some form of hatred for me. I wouldn't like it if my parents took someone in and showed them a butt load of attention and affection.

        Feeling refreshed from washing off all the sweat from my body I step out of the shower and grab my towel.

        Walking through my room and into my closet I grabbed my fuzzy light blue pajama shorts with white swirls and blue stars on them with a white tank top, matching white bra and underwear set, and white fuzzy sucks.

        After I had the clothes on I went to my lamp and grabbed the switchblade I had put underneath it and put it in the left side of my bra.

        Elizabeth called my name then seconds later she walked into my room. "Hey Nev, James and I were called to a meeting and we have to leave as soon as possible, so now. I'm sorry for such a short notice but we really have to go."

        I smiled at her and replied, "It's fine Liz." 

        She smiled back, kissed my cheek then fast walked out of my room. 

        I went into the hallway and to the window that faces the front yard, I got there just in time to watch Liz drag James to the limo. It was quite the scene.

        Laughing I walked to the living, taking my sweet old time and went to the big stereo with surround sound that's built into the wall, turned it on, and cranked it up, allowing the pop rhythm to float through the mansion.

        I made a duck face, did a cocky spin then ran and slid across the floor on my tippy toes like a ballerina.

        I continued my sliding and shaking my butt until I reached the kitchen. Grabbing bread, American cheese, butter, a pan, knife, and a spatula I began making grilled cheese. As I was sliding the knife through the butter the sound of a slamming door echoed through the air followed by the radio silencing.

        I had put down the knife and was now leaning against the wall next to the threshold, listening for movements.

        When nothing met my ears I brought my knife out from my bra, leaned over, and risked a peak in the living room.

        A tall, tan, built brunette man around eighteen with a dumbfounded and alert look plastered to his face was standing in front of the stereo.

        I pulled back behind the wall when I saw his body tense and moved, aiming towards the kitchen.

        I flipped the blade on my knife while listening to the falls of his footsteps as he came closer and tip-toed left a little bit, getting a safe distance from the door so he wouldn't notice me out of his werewolf eye.

        The unknown man walked through the threshold and stopped five feet before me.

        Not giving him the chance to spot me I ran froward and kicked the back of his knee, sending him tumbling forward and onto the ground. Moving quickly I stood above him, then squatted down so I was straddling his back and pinning him to the floor.

        His muscles tensed as I tangled my hand in his hair and yanked his head back, pressing my knife against his neck. "Who are you and what do you want?" I growled out while pressing the knife harder into his skin. I saw his eyes widen from the realization of a knife and girl were pressed upon him.

        He began to struggle, causing me to wiggle and bounce on his back. Quickly yet carefully I moved so my knee was pressed between his shoulder blades, against his spine.

        Glaring at the back of his head I out my question again. "What are you doing here and what do you want? Better yet, how did you get in considering this place is heavily guarded?"

        "The guards know me you crazy bitch! After all I am the King and Queen's only child. Now get off!"

        So this is Brett..

        He jerked again trying to turn us but this time he succeeded because I was thrown off by his second statement. I could match the similarities now that I think about it, and have his face in front of mine. I could connect his strong facial structure and skin color to his father.

        My body acknowledged his on mine and the emptiness of my right hand, the one that held the knife, and tensed to a statue-like state. "Now, why are you in here human?"

        He had spit out the word as if it was the filthiest thing in the universe. His rough, male voice rang out as the fury in his eyes intensified as he looked at my knife sitting by the middle stools legs.

        His eyes met the scar lining half way down my neck leading from my left ear then he looked in my eyes. A little bit of shock passed through his eyes and intensified as a I said my name. "I am Nevaeh Moore, your new foster sister." However when the sentence finished his eyes flamed with fury once again. "Were you not told about me?"

        "I was told of about them taking pity on a human for three of our kinds immense law breakage. I didn't know she was staying here." The annoyance was there along with curiosity and anger.

        Despite the look in his eyes wanting to make my life a living hell I know he will give up in due time. I can see it, sense it. he agrees with the Kings and Queens, I have been through enough.

        Hopefully he doesn't get too carried away around others.

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I know it's short, I'm really sorry about that.

IMPORTANT QUESTION!! Should this whole book be in only Nevaeh's POV or should I add a couple others?

I need a reply really soon!

I had an epiphany for a couple chapters but I am still stuck on the one before her first day of school but in order for me to complete the events for a couple chapters I need to know what y'all think on another's POV.

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♥Lynne 10/27/2014