Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

Human Sacrifice

Songs of the Chapter: Alive by One Direction, Wherever I Go by Miley Cyrus, and Still The One by One Direction


*Evie's POV.*

Harry was right. The place is freaking packed. I grab Harry's hand for moral support. I'm so nervous. I know for a fact that Mum and Bri will be here. It's the picking after all, and all people must go. 

"Harry would if we run into them?!" I exclaim. Harry pulls me into a hug. 

"It's ok, Evie. If we do, we be polite, got it? I don't need to get into a fight, and then get the government officials on my case." 

"They can't do anything to you or us with Louis on our side." I point out. 

"True." He agrees. "But still. They're your family. Well, at least they used to be." I sigh. 

"Can we talk about something else?" He nods his head, with a sympathetic smile. 

"Sure. How about that outfit?" He says with a wink. I blush. 

"You look hot too." I point out. He laughs a little, a bright smile on his face. So beautiful and perfect. 

"Thanks." He says. I sigh. When this thing is over, everything will be ok, right? 


*Bri's POV.*

11 years old. Each year, I get older. And each year, my name gets put into the bowl one more time. Mum lost Evie, she can't lose me now too. I have to get through this. There's other ways, right?

But Mum is too scared to help and comfort me. Evie was always there for me when I was scared or upset. Now she's not. Now she's gone. Mind as well call her a vampire herself. But I can't think things like that. Mum told me not to. And though I find myself thinking about it more and more, I still try to stop, because I know it's not right. Evie's my sister. Well at least she used to be. 

"Honey, you look great." Mum says, fixing the color of my shirt. I kept it simple, but sweet, with a light pink shirt with a white color, a white tutu, light pink boots that fall a tad bit below my knees, and white handcuffs. My brown hair is in a high ponytail off to the side, with a white bandana pulling my bangs back, and my face is covered in makeup. I look like a little kid, and a woman, all in one. I guess that's what puberty does to you. 

I just got my period a month ago, and didn't have anyone to explain things to me. Not that I would want to know, but having someone there just in case would be nice. Mum isn't around a lot anymore, and Evie is gone for sure. So I kind of had to use the internet to help me, and my health teacher. But everyone laughed at my questions. I guess I wasn't supposed to ask those types of questions out loud. But how was I to know that? I didn't have anyone to tell me. I don't even have common sense. 

I wish Evie had never been picked. I wished she was here. I hate the part of me that kind of wants to live with a vampire, in hope of finding Evie, somehwere. 

I just miss my older sister. 


*Evie's POV.*

"Thank you everyone, for coming here tonight. It is on honor, like every other year, to be here, to do the 2016 Annual Picking!" The crowd is dead silent. No one wants to be here. I watch Dave closley, to see how he will save this one. He sighs, shaking his head. "This is one wild crowd." I snort. 

"We are prowd to announce, that there will only be one person this year." Katie Dingleberry (her last name though....) exclaims. She's one of the assistants that works with Dave, and finally squeezed in her way into the picking. Uh huh. 

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