We don’t believe what’s on TV - chapter 1
Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.
Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.
A / N: I have this idea of history for a very long time, but I always hesitated to write it because with all the ideas I have it will be very long. This is also the idea of prologue 1 on my ideas list.
(Y/T) = Your town
I was a very normal person, or at least I was doing my best to be. I had good grades, a few friends, family. One little detail differentiated me from others; it was my passion for TV shows. More precisely, one with werewolves, which I had binge watched on numerous occasions. This series had no secret for me, especially a character who was also the focus of my Tumblr blog.
I was a normal girl, and it was a normal day when it happened. I was walking towards school, listening to my music, as usual, when the wind rose, causing my hair to ruffle. I lifted my head and pulled out my headphones. The sky seemed strange to me; it was dark, greyish and green in some places.
One moment I was on the street walking in broad daylight and the next I was in the middle of a forest, at night, lost. I blinked several times by rubbing my eyes and looked around, stress increasing at every second. How did I get here? Where was here? Why a forest? Since when was it night?
I took my phone so I could call someone who could help me, but no network was detected. I swallowed, tears forming at the corners of my eyes. I was lost, I didn’t remember anything, I was cold and I was afraid. I started to run without looking where I went, receiving lacerations in the face and arms because of the branches. My school bag struck my back at each stride. But I didn’t care, I wanted to go home, see my family and wake up. The panic had totally taken control over my body.
Suddenly my foot met a branch, turned into a weird angle and I fell to the ground, shouting in pain. I had just trampled my ankle and when I fell in the mud I also hurt my wrist. I stood a moment on the ground, my ankle between my hands, crying with short, wheezing breaths.
I had to wake up, it was only a nightmare… or I was doing serious somnambulism with memory loss…
A light dimly illuminated the leaves and branches and I raised my head. That meant only one thing, the road was not far and cars still covered it at this hour.
I didn’t stay a second longer on the cold ground, wiped the tears with my hands full of mud, probably dirtying my face in the same time and then got up. I limped as fast as I could towards the source of light, grimacing with pain at every step. I had to reach the road!
Finally I came out of the forest in a cry of relief and slumped on my knees on the asphalt. I picked up my breath again, panting with panic. Then a new and stronger light came closer to me. A car!!
I arose with difficulty, resting on my unharmed leg to make big gestures with my arms to the car which stopped on the side of the road. I limped, sobbing with relief at the generous person who had been kind enough to stop for me. I was so panic-stricken that I didn’t notice what sort of car it was or who came out. I just rushed into his arms and thanked him for stopping.
“Are you all right, kiddo?”
I continued to sob without replying. The man patted my back and made me step back in anticipation of an answer. As for me, I looked at the ground again, weeping. Then, my gaze slowly climbed onto the vehicle to our left and a sob remained stuck in my throat.
Sheriff, Beacon County.
The one and only place where I had read this inscription on a car was on TV, on the DVDs I had bought. It was impossible that a car like that, a police car, was here, in (Y / T)…
“Hey, kiddo, what happened to you? Where are your parents? ”
The voice made me froze even more. How couldn’t I recognize it? My eyes widened as I slowly raised my head to look at my savior.
In the darkness of night I couldn’t distinguish much, but I recognized the uniform too well. The name on the badge.
I had to be sure even if I already knew the answer.
I raised my head to look at his face and my head emptied abruptly.
It was impossible.
“Sheriff Stilinski?” I muttered very low, my voice hoarse and weak. My head turned more and more and I felt the ground begin to move under my feet. Then, my vision came to a thick mist as the sheriff nodded, looking worried.
I saw the world turn then, the complete black.
A / N: I hope you like the idea! Don’t hesitate to tell me if you would like me to continue! This chapter is shorter because I wanna know if the idea is liked before writing the next chapter