(Brielle's POV) "Get her boys!" I screamed and tried to run but found myself stuck at a dead end. I backed into the fence and watched as the four drunk kids surrounded me. A shorter one with real dark hair and green eyes pinned me to the fence, and he held his blade up to my neck. I let out a yelp as he slowly cut into my neck. Shortly after, a tall, blonde boy punched me in the side to shut me up. I let a few tears slip as I was struggling to get free from their grasps. I almost did, but they grabbed me and pulled me back in. After that, I took a huge blow to the side of my head, and everything became a blur. The world began spinning around me as I tried to fight the dizziness. I then heard loud yelling, and the boys loosened their grip and ran away, leaving me laying on the ground, barely conscious. Then I saw the blue of faces above me, and I tried to speak, but before I could get anything out, the world slipped into darkness.
YOU ARE READING
The Fallout
FanfictionBrielle Wilson is just you're ordinary 14 year old living a perfect life in San Francisco, California. She has amazing friends, amazing parents , and just an amazing life in general. But one day, her life is completely flipped when her mom dies of c...
