Night Guardians

Chapter Two- The Girl

Hello again! Chapter Two is here! Before you read this I should probably explain that this chapter is from 'Beth's POV. Each chapter it will shift between Ash and her so that you can see both of their sides. If I forget to mention it before the chapter starts, comment or message me so that i can change it because I am terriblewith remembering things haha. Anyways, please comment, vote and become a fan. Enjoy!

*Beth's POV*

I must have walked down these halls a hundred times before. Everything was the same as it had been then. It was the same floors, same lockers, and, especially, the same students.

My feet had stopped moving. I just stayed standing alone in the empty hallway with only my thoughts for company. Right then, they were company I could have certainly done without.

After seeing Ash again I couldn’t think straight. It had been so long since I had last spoken to him. When I had been told I was returning to my old school I was actually excited, excited to see him again.

I knew that I had changed. Any idiot could’ve seen that. But I thought he would’ve recognised me at least. At least have had some sort of clue when he first looked at me. But he didn’t. He looked at me as if I were a total stranger.

That’s what had irritated me. He needed me to tell him who I was. I didn’t have plastic surgery or anything like that! My face was the same! He looked right at me and nothing!

In my state of anger, I simply lashed out everywhere.

“Stupid boy!” I screamed.

My fist slammed into the brick wall, flecks of plaster drifted down to the linoleum floor. I felt the rich scent of salt and rust rush up my nostrils from the blood oozing out of my hand before I had laid my eyes on it.

Damn it. I needed to watch my temper. I couldn’t risk letting it get the better of me. Luckily it was just a wall and not a face, like Ash’s.

The girls’ toilets were empty. Everyone else was already in class except for me, not that I cared.

They still hadn’t repainted this. The peach pink on the walls were stained with makeup, graffiti and other things that were unmentionable to say the least.

I went straight to the sinks to rinse the blood off of my red stained hand. It was already beginning to throb in time with my pulse.

The cold water only stung only for a fraction of a second. Soon it became a soothing flood of coolness.

Everything was the same. Nothing had changed. It was as if the whole school were frozen in time. But I knew better than that. Nothing ever stayed the same, not truly. Change happens, and when it does it can turn the whole world upside down. Completely altering your view on it, or just revealing it for what it really was. Evil...

I almost laughed at myself. Did I see myself being like this a year ago? Hell no. It was all so simple then, but it couldn’t stay like that could it? No it had to change. He had to show up. It was him who ruined my life.

I turned off the tap and lifted my hand up to my line of sight. Along the line of my knuckles was a thin hairline pink scar. The healing was a lot faster than last time, just like he said it would be.

A lot can happen in a year. A year can feel like a lifetime, and it was. Because, last year, Beth Grissom had died and Kayla Grey had been born.

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Greenvale Secondary School wasn’t that much. It matched the town itself perfectly; unappreciated and completely unknown.

Before, I would’ve been blushing crimson and scurrying to the back of the room, with jeers and teases being thrown at me along the way.