Chapter Text
The ceiling fans spins slowly coming into view, turning blurry then nothing, as I rub my eyes again. It’s sunday and that means one of two things, we're going to clean the house, I groan in my head. Or we’re going to church.. I look over at the clock hanging on the wall, the sun hitting it on an angle. It’s 9:00 am, the groan escapes this time,even though I didn’t mean it to. I hear my door open,
“Oh sleeping beauty is up, it's a miracle.”
The sarcasm rolls off her tongue as she places some clothes on my bed. A dress, some black stockings to match,church clothes. She turns to my mirror leaning against the wall and fixes her make-up. My sleepiness starts to recede as her perfume hits me hard.
“Well, come on get washed and dressed. We need to be there nice and early,”
My mom says facing me. “Or at least there by 11..” She smiles, that comforting kinda “time pausing smile” before walking out.
Me being not really the most religious person makes church pretty awkward. I'm not the most talkative nor stand up and “sing and clap” kinda type either.And of course our church is, making me and my brother stand out like a weed in a flower patch.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and look in the mirror before getting up, nothing special but a quick glance. I have twists in so I threw on my bonnet, before heading into the bathroom, and into the shower. I get dressed, do my usual hair routine, oil my hair, put mousse on the ends of my twists,lay my edges. Then I went into my room to do my make-up.
“Wait..where’s my eyelash glue?” I groan, leaning over my bureau and start searching through each drawer. It somehow fell into my third drawer. I threw the clothes my mom laid out for me on and ran downstairs. My Dad just got done feeding our dog a cute brown and white pitbull, Sheba watching her scarf down the last few pieces like her life depended on it, while my brother comes out the kitchen with something to eat wrapped up in a paper towel and a water bottle, while balancing his phone in the other hand in my peripheral. As he walked past it broke me from my trance. He flops down on the couch, preoccupied by his phone. He’s the oldest 22, while I'm 18 and still worrying about life and college. My mom hurries down the stairs and yells to my dad who’s grumbling to himself about how we're going to be late. Then perks up like a dog that just heard the crinkle of the it’s food bag. As she grabs her purse and heads to the front door. “Alright great let’s go.”
He places Sheba in the cage, and she looks over at me with her wide pleading eyes, that combined with that “pitbull look”caught my eye. Her eyes so big you could see her light brown iris with small hints of a mossy green on the edges sparkle. The brown matching her fur hazelnut brown. I pet her head through the cage before leaving and heading to the car.
It’s 11:00 by the time we get there.The organ playing a soft melody in the background as we walk in the doors towards the church pew. The light shines through the stained glass lining the windows, triumphantly. Illuminating specks of dust that float in the air. We have our usual service, singing, he preaches, we give tithe,drink the “blood of Jesus” then a few more songs. My dad, the most religious out of the family, made me and my brother act more lively and “into it” for the last few songs.Then gratefully he forgets about us as he makes his way over to the pastor for “life advice” and questions.
We head home like usual, do some errands. Me and my brother joke around to make time go a little faster. It’s 9:00 and I've changed my clothes and I'm slowly drifting off listening to the music on my phone. Then I hear a rush of feet flying down the stairs.
“Hey.. Hey get up I know you're not sleep..” “Hey, come on man i'm tired..” “No you’re not getting up..” “Get up!”
“Alright im up im up.”
I look up at him, my eyes surly pleading with him to let me sleep, probably red and glossy. “Come on we’re gonna go to a party. I'm gonna sneak you in.”
I sit up and look at him confused.
“Wait, but our parents..”
“Its fine there both sleep, but with you all slow and sleepy and shit they’ll probably wake back up come on, 20 questions till fucking tuesday!”
I know I'm tired but I can't pass up a party, which we very rarely get to go to. I sign.
“Alright fine let's go...asshole.”
I smirk and giggle.
He runs to his car, and I hop in. He pulls out and you could almost see the excitement radiating off him.He speeds off reving the car. When we finally got there, I was confused I didn’t see the club,but could sure as hell hear it. Then as we turned the corner there it was. Huge neon pink sign saying “The burniham lounge” in big glowing letters. There's a line outside, guys with ladies hooked by the arm, in short sleek dresses and skirts. My brother and I passed them all, walking right to the bouncer. He looks at him and lets him right in as for me his eyes wonder up and down me a smirk flashing on his face and he watches me enter. We walk up a pair of steps, listening as the club music gets louder and louder then boom. Lights flash, music blasting and of course my brother runs to the bar.
“Two long islands,”
The bartender eyes me, then my brother.
“ID?”
I look up at my brother, he pulls out his and another card..Omg he got a fake id..wait no of course he has a fake. The bartender takes both and shrugs.
“Alright, here you are.” And passes them to use.My brother flashes the biggest grin,facing me then dances around with the two drinks in hand, feeling so confident as the bartender walks off. “And here you are,”
He turns the straw to me and hands me the drink. I smirk and laugh as I take a sip.And this is where we have a little too much fun. Drink after drink starts to dawn on me, after my third, my brothers dumb ideas started to appeal to me.
“Okay,Okay what about I race you to your sixth drink..”
Dev, i..i can't do that.. I can't drive.. You know that if you get drunk..”
I slur back.
“Oh,come on don’t be a puss, puss PUSS..”
He starts to chant and the other people start to join in, I laugh.
“Alright were gonna see whos the fucking puss, bartender gimme another..” Everyone at the bar turns to watch us both drag down drink after drink. And of course we way past six and were on to eight. And we were slumped. He stumbled off the bar stool onto the dance floor and beckoned me over, I shaked my head, and laughed acting like I didn't see him. And he went over and grabbed me pulling me onto the dance floor, the light and the music pulled me into a trance it was like the club was alive and breathing. The fuzziness of the lights, people dancing to the beat,it was beautiful. I watch someone cut through the crowd towards us, the lights making their silhouette come into view then disappear as the lights continue to flow with the beat. A step, he’s gone, another step he’s closer, and he’s gone. Then he grabs dev by the shoulder “Hey!”
“Hey, how's it going Alex.”
“Great, who’s this beautiful young lady?”
“My sister, Y/n.” He scoots me over to the guy, He has a fresh haircut,with a five o clock shadow,and is wearing a waistcoat, a candy apple red with a satin pearl button up shirt.With matching red dress pants and dress shoes with a gucci belt to top it all off. He looked amazing.. Hot really fucking hot actually.
“Nice to meet you Y/n”
His accent hitting me a little harder as he said my name, Italian.. I think.
“Hey Dev, follow me i got some shit you’ll love..”
My brother follows him and is brought up some more steps,they wind up almost into a spiral. You can see the whole dance floor from here, the Dj, the bar, everything. I giggle looking over the crowd thinking about how they look like dolls, and almost trips up the stairs. We walk up to two other bouncers, the guns on their waist very much in view. As we pass into a smaller vip lounge, three other women are sitting on couches, smoking hookahs talking to other men similarly dressed to Alex. One of them looks up and smiles and pats the couches and we sit down. Someone in clothing matching the bartender brings up a hookah and places it on the table by the couch. And puts some weed in it lighting it for us. I decline but of course my brother doesn't and gladly takes it. Alex and my brother start to lightly conversate as I try to come down from my buzz, the music starting to pick up. Then I get dizzy so dizzy..I'm going to throw up.
I ran out, and flew down the stairs to the bathroom, I stumbled into the stall and clasped a hand on the wall bracing myself as I hurled. It just kept coming and coming, I slumped down onto the floor just exhausted. After I was sure I was done, I grabbed some toilet paper and whipped my mouth. And tried to steady myself taking some deep breaths, for a minute I thought I was heading into round two. Once I feel a little bit better, a headache comes on.
“Shit.. guess I can’t take my liquor as well as I thought.”
I laugh nervously slowly raising up clutching the wall, I made my way over to the sink,turning it on. And cupping my hands together and taking small sips of water, and swishing some around to get the terrible taste out of my mouth. I do it a few times then look up at myself in the mirror.
“We need to go, I'm trashed..”
The music has slowed down now, everything seems to be slowed down. I stumble up the stairs and find my brother still talking. I decided to look down at the crowd over the railing in my haze, it was really mesmerizing. I watched as a couple went to the bar and back to the dance floor.
Another couple kissed, then headed to the bathroom barely making it while full on making out. I giggle. Then I noticed something that made me a little uneasy. A guy with a few other men started to charge over through the crowd to the stairs. Something on his side sparkling in the dim light, a gun with a silencer held tight against his leg.
“Oh, shit..Shit!”
I run into the lounge, and interrupt them, whisper what I saw into his ear, he brushes me off. “Dev, we need to go now..”
“I'm about to make a deal,hold up.”
“No, we.. we need to go now,Dev..Now!”
I pulled on his arm and as soon as I went to pull him off the couch the man entered the lounge. “There he is! Alex my man!”
The man says, walking over and pulling him into a hug,I noticed he brings his other arm up and puts the gun up against his side. “You should have listened to me when you had the chance, you piece of shit.”
He barely whispers into his ear the last word audible snarled as he presses on the trigger. And Alex’s breath hults in his chest,and he slumps onto the man's shoulder, before collapsing to the ground. I was so shocked I didn't realize my brother was pulling on my arm, everything was just frozen in time, I looked down at my hand,not even realizing that I must have brought it up to shield myself. Was covered in blood, then started to shake. I reached up with my free hand and touched my face feeling the blood that sprayed my lips and my right eye. Then everything comes into picture. “Y/n get up come on!”
I finally get my body to move and run with him, as we pass the doors out of the vip I see the body guards pull their guns and shoot. We race down the stairs as many other people run frantic with us hearing the body guards guns go off.
My brother looks at me as we make our way to the car, and hops in the passenger side. I look at him confused. “Dev,what are you..”
“I can’t drive, I'm high and I'm drunk, you have to drive!”
“But I can't I dont know what to do..”
“I’ll teach you whatever you don’t know,alright just get in.”
I hop in throwing the keys into the ignition. And pulling the gear back, and pressing the pedal down,hard.
I notice a group of people running after us, the guys that shot Alex, they see us in the car and charge after us. As they run, they pass a street light and disappear, then the light illuminates them and he changes in the blink of an eye into a huge dog looking creature. I stare at them through the rear view mirror in complete confusion. And me and my brothers eyes meet. “Did..did you see that?”
“Yeah, what the fuck was that, there’s no way that was a werewolf..”
They gain on us fast, running upside the car and banging into it. One swipes the car, and then we both hear the eerily noise of steel squeaking, loudly. It swerves the whole car and we almost fly into the curb. I couldn’t go any faster on these roads. So my only other option was fighting back.
I turned to steering wheel hard and the wolf went flying into another car, denting the whole thing as it made impact. I take some hard turns to shake them and knock the rest off us. We sped all the way to our house, paranoid and shaking as we entered the house. As I closed the door, trying my best not to slam it. My brother turned to me.
“There's.. Holy fuck.. There's no way we just got chased by werewolves.. Fucking werewovles.” His body is still shaking.