LILLIAN POINT OF VIEW
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Note - this is a work of fiction.names, characters, organization, the places, events,and incidents are products of the author's imagination , any resemblance are meeting are purely fictional and coincidental
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I slammed the door as I left the house , angrily walking down the sidewalk.
I hated my stepmother.
Why do you have to leave me with her,dad?
Sighing , I crossed the street and walked further down the road . I had no clue where I was going . I just moved here
All I knew was that I needed a break from her constant degrading words
Sighing , I kicked a pebble and looked up in the stars .
It was cold outside. Probably around midnight. But I loved it .
Nighttime was the ideal time for me, rarely any social interaction with anyone
I found comfort in the darkness
I keep walking until I heard a scream . It startled me for sure , as a gasp left my lips
What the fuck?!
I walked over to where I heard the scream , at the side of an abandoned house
Peering around the corner , my heart sank at what I saw .
There was a man laying on the floor , blood spilling out onto the grass around him
He cried like a baby as he cradled his stomach
Around him stood five tall figures and I felt like I was watching a movie
"Fucking chainsaw massacre ."I mumbled and my eyes instantly widened as I realized I said that out loud
They all looked In my direction and I took that as a sign that I should start running
So that's what I did.
The Usain Bolt in me came out and I sprinted back down the street desperately
Ha! Not today satan
My heart sank into my foot as I heard footsteps running swiftly behind me .
But I was smart , I ran behind a few house , taking random turns but memorizing the directions of my house .
Which was a little hard since people we're running after me .
I jumped over a fence and listened for footsteps ran by .
I did track at my old school, so this was honestly a breeze to me.
Sighing, I dusted my jeans before standing on my feet and making my was home.
Dealing with her, beats getting killed I guess .
Truth is , she was beautiful . and I loved every aspect of her appearance .
But when my father died , she decided to take out her grief on me
So I started caring less and less
As I opened the door , I made sure I didn't make a sound .
I rushed up the stairs and went straight into my bedroom, locking the door and sighing . but when I turned around , I was scared shitless .
There was a figure sitting on my bed . and I knew it couldn't be my stepmother ,
As he was tall and his shoulders were broad . His exposed arms were covered in tattoos, straight down to his fingers .
He stood up and i caught the sight of his face, he was fucking gorgeous , his eyes were a colour I couldn't describe, a blend of silver and blue.
They shone brightly under the dim light of the moon.
His jaw was perfectly sculpted and his eyebrows were arched naturally .
His lips were almost red and he licked them before crossing his arms ,
And that's when I noticed the gun in his hands
'Done?' His extremely deep voice asked, making me shiver against my own will.
This must be the sexiest man I have ever seen in my entire life.
He had a scar running through his eyes , giving him a better look that screamed 'death'
Dear God ,
If this is death , could you please resurrect me so he may visit me again? Amen
He rolled his beautiful eyes before aiming his gun at me .
I was scared, but my outside was appearance didn't show it .
I was poker faced.Absent mindedly I started humming a song and amusement flashed in his dead eyes . He lowered his gun before placing it In his waist band .
I sighed in relief , letting out a breath. "What can I do for you?" I asked causally, as if he didn't just hold a gun to my head . "Depends. What did you see?" He asked adjusting his watch.
"Nada, nothing - I'm legally blind-I mean-fuck"
I rambled and his eyes scanned my face. His features told me that he wasn't as old as I thought. He looked around my age and am 18 .
Tattoos ran up his neck and he ran his hand through his hair.
"You're new," he stated and I nodded , wondering how he knew .
This was a big city, after all .
"How'd you know?" I asked and he tilted his head slightly. "You don't know who I am, yet." He answered and I furrowed my eyebrows
"You'll see." He shook his head before going out my window "that's weird, you know. Appearing in my room like that." I stated, leaning against the door, his lips tilted at the end slightly, a sign that he was smirking. "Goodbye, Lillian."He said and I was stunned. He disappeared into the darkness as I blinked. Like he was never here.
How? I live on the second floor and I knew for a fact that there was nothing to climb onto, to get to my room. Even if you jumped, there was nothing but hard concrete below.
And I ask again.
What the fuck?
Shaking it off, I locked my window and took a shower before I laying in bed. Tomorrow would be my first day of school here and I was honestly not thrilled.
You know that thing teachers make you do, where you stand and introduce yourself?
I always try to act like my legs won't move.
It never works, trust me.
Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my phone and texted my old best friend.
She never responded anyway. But I get it, distance put a gap in a relationship, when you're accustomed to seeing that person everyday.
But I also know that when you want something to work, effort was needed.
In this case there was no effort, and after a little coaching I decided,
FUCK IT .
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So hey guy this his chapter one , hope u like it
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Lots of love from lilies G