The meeting~

The meeting~

A Chapter by ~FALL3N-ANG3L~

In the town of Charlestin. A few miles away from the city of George, there was a small cottage. Lined with red tattered bricks at the base of the house, golden oak lining the rest. The shilings of the roof, hung over just enough to provide a little shade in the hot summers to come. There was a girl named Ariel, a sweet innocent 15 year old who had never been out to the city. She had been sheltered away from humans, her only friends seemed to be that of the forest that surronded there home. She lived in that small three bedroom cottage with her mother an twin little sisters, her mother's precious idols. An her tormenters. They were ruthless 13 year olds, everyday they'd drag her through the foilage to the path that led through the woods an told her to go through with them an protect them from the beasts that lived in there. She nodded hesitatedly, she had nothing to fear. The animals in the forest loved her but dispeised the twins. So everyday she'd be dragged through an everyday there'd be a deer or wolf or fox following them, making sure the twins, Melissa an Michelle, didn't harm poor Ariel. She was tall for her age, she stood at least two feet over the tiny twins, yet they had the power of her mother over them. Her mother hated the thought of Ariel,, her late husband an her had bore her in the midest of the woods. She looked so much like her father that she couldn't stand to look at her unless she was being inflicked with her mother's wrath. So Ariel followed what the twins an her mother said, for fear of being put into the pin again. The pin was where they kept a bull, the very one that had killed her oldest sister Danielle. The bull was vicisious an clever. Any change he had he'd try an make a run at one of them. One day she had disobiend her mother so she was thrown into the pit with the raging creature. It had been pissed an straved, it would of destoryed her if her uncle Ron hadn't pulled her out right when she was about to be trampled. Her uncle Ron had been her dad's brother but now he was her mother's new mate, the father of the twins, an the soon to be husband. When they are married, all of them must move to the city an into his apartment. They're wedding day would be in a week. She didn't hate Ron, she just couldn't stand the thought of calling him 'dad' from now on. 

Well one day, the lot of them were out having a quiet dinner at the Halley's Saloon or chum fest as her mother put it. When she saw some boys bullying a little country girl. The boys didn't look as if they were from this part of the country, they looked like gang members. The baggy pants, 'flags' hanging from they're back pockets. But yet, she couldn't stop watching them, she wanted to get a closer look at them. She'd never seen someone like that other then from the black an white tv in her small crawlspace of a room. She peeked her head out from the table they were sitting at an stared at the boys. She looked over at Ron then at her mother an spoke quietly. "May I use the bathroom real fast?" Her mother glared at her then nodded. "Be back in ten minutes." Ariel nodded an got up, quickly walking toward the bathrooms, an also toward the boys. She looked at the boys as she reached the bathroom. The boys quickly turned to her as she was about to walk into the bathroom. They all smirked an walked toward her, all she could do was walk into the white tile abthroom an back into a corner. "Your quite pretty miss, you'll do prefectly." The main boy it seemed, spoke as he approached her. She squeaked an slide down the cold wall. "Prefect...For what?" She looked up at them, a hint of fear in her voice as her voice was soft. "You'll see..Miss." The boy next to him smirked an grabbed for her hand, yanking her forward an toward him. 


© 2012 ~FALL3N-ANG3L~


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~FALL3N-ANG3L~
An that is where I end it til the next chapter (:

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I'm 16 yrs old, I'm French-Canadian. I live in Fl, but am from Tn. I'm a rock girl, with some country twists. I'll always be a redneck at heart but, too consumed by rock music haha. Poetry is my escap.. more..

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