Chapter 1

104 5 0
                                    

Waking up could be difficult. Your head could be pounding because you took one (six) too many shots last night. Or your back could be aching because you slept wrong and your muscles weren't used to it.

Maybe you feel dirty and want to shower because it will make you feel better. Maybe you want some breakfast because it's about time you feed yourself some good fatty bacon and pancakes. Sometimes waking up isn't the greatest feeling in the world.

But some people are thankful they do get up each day. Some people don't get that far. Some people fall asleep one night, and not wake to see another sunrise. Some people fall in love and their mornings are never the same.

Some people fall asleep, then wake up to wings on their back and blood on their clothes.

Like me.

My name is Sylvia Johnson. I'm 17 years old, I had the most perfect boyfriend, and my life was absolutely amazing... until it ended.

~

I woke up, and it was a completely normal morning (but it was a Monday, and and no one likes Mondays :/) when I noticed something was off. For one thing, I was NOT in my bed. And my pajamas are a soft baby blue, NOT crimson. And the body wash I used last night was NOT supposed to make my skin glow. Nope.

I picked my body off of the cold floor and took in my surroundings. I'm guessing the trees mean I'm in the woods, hopefully the ones near school, because if they're the ones near Meghan's house, there is no way I'm walking that far home.

I went to swipe my hair away from my face, but the red on my hands stopped me from doing so. There was red stuff on my hands. There was dry, cracked, scarlet red stuff on my hands.

Blood.

No. No no no no no no NO. There was NO WAY this was blood. Whos blood could it be, anyway? I mean, I'm all alone here, there's no one else around. There's no wounded person near me, because I'm all alone. Unless... unless it was....

No.

It couldn't be....

Unless the blood was mine....

~~

(A/N) I tried to make this short and display Sylvia as a bit naive. I hope I did that well enough, because if not, I just seemed like a poor writer, so I'm sorry :/

But hopefully this will pick up soon, and I'll introduce more characters. Ciao!

xx Blue

Cupid Loves MeWhere stories live. Discover now