Eyes of a Troll... - Chapter 9
Okay drama this time! Lolage xp.
... This way you get 11 more drama filled (to some extent) chapters!! Woop Woop
Comment Replies for Chap 8:
Macey: Ahh he sounds gorgeous (one of the many words I really can't spell. So sorry if it's wrong)! lol x
Samantha: Ohno! Samantha that's so mean purposely spelling Bethany's name like that! gosh! lol. U've got an evil side...
Sonya: Thank you x Steffi was WAY to dramatic. but I wanted something interesting to happen in that chap lol x and many James and Zayn will end up together... who knows?
Claribel Colon: Thank you x I'll try! :)
Bethanie(lol) Fellows: Well I'm sorry for those mistakes. But u pointing them out makes me feel a lot worse than me making them makes u feel. Microsoft is fine with all my spelling so ha!
love ya too....
MiaKia: Aww x personally I don't think this story quite adds up good enough to be granted the comment of ''Mazing the Max'' (which is like my favorite sentence ever ryt now. lol) Thanks for reading xo.
Comment Replies for Chap 7:
LUV IT: Sorry I missed your comment to reply to it in the last chap x I really appreciate (another word I can't spell but thanks for Microsoft word spell check I hope this is right. lol) you reading this x hope u like this chap too!
Still no idea for Matt even after that poll and all your guys help :( so I'm saying you guys can just fill in that blank images yourself. Enjoy!
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Zayn's POV
I really didn't feel much like going anywhere much this week. I had been to school for the first 2 days but after seeing Steffi laughing and smiling with her friends I couldn't take anymore. So I've been skiving the past 2 days and I'm planning to do the same tomorrow. Plus the fact that my whole hands are green now, I almost swear my top lip is already losing its color...
Trolls aren't all like they describe in story books. The average troll has green or red skin (okay so that parts like the books) and then the eyes are fully black, the lips lose their color at first and will slowly turn the same color as the skin later on in the transformation which makes it look as though you don't have any lips at all. The skin tends to be very smooth and sometimes slightly shiny - meant to blind our pray - then the finger nails grow into talons (like a birds) when the toe nails become non-existent as they grow back into the skin during transformation.
All this I only know from websites.
James has been stopping by everyday after school, mums allowing me to have a life again as I dyed my hair back (I thought the blond made the pale lips and greening skin less noticeable). And seeing as it was almost 4.00 I was expecting her to show soon. Not that I can say her visits are really enjoyable. She spends the whole time either trying to convince me to try that medicine thing she found or trying to make me move on from Steffi.
RING...
Right on cue. Mum opened the door and sure enough, there was James. "Hi Ava" I heard her say from down the stairs "can I go see Zayn?" she asked and 10 seconds later I heard her footsteps climbing our stairs at quite a pace.
"Hey" she said and rushed into my room and went straight to sit on my bed. "Got ya a present" she squeaked and opened her school bag pulling out a small purple box. I reached over and took the box off her
"Wish to die a peaceful death? to go on into the after life without your body being taken and changed into an awful, disgusting, carnivorous Zombie? Well 3 teaspoons of this every day until you die will assure that the only thing that may disturb you after death will be the worms" I quoted reading the box "What the hell is this James?" I said raising my eyebrows and looking up from the white writing
"You remember that potion I told you about?" she answered almost straight away
"You bring it up every time we see each other" I whispered
"Well it's that!" she carried on "Don't ya remember I told you it's meant to be for keeping you from being transformed into a zomb..."
"James! I told you I didn't want none of this fake crap"
"It's not fake! It's real!!" she raised her voice now and was practically screaming at me. She reached into her bag yet again and pulled out her note book "look!" she finished flipping the book open to the appropriate page then holding it out to me.
Without saying anything I reached over and grabbed the book from her grip. After reading the first page I looked up to James confused by what I had just read.
"It's the comments on the product" she told me "seeing as my printer doesn't work I had to copy them all out but don't worry it only took me 3 hours" she said as though 3 hours really was nothing to her! I just didn't understand that... "but you see how its got good reviews and people have said its stopped other transformations" she must have been able to see the disbelief in my face and she quickly said "If you don't believe me the websites on the last page so you can just look it up and read about it yourself" to back up her work.
Once she headed home after forcing me to accept the potion I went straight onto my laptop and looked up the site she'd given me. The welcome page was a mystical blue made to look pure and enchanting, at the top I saw it also had other sections to the site such as 'speed up transformations' then just to the left it even had a sections named 'gift ideas'. How weird. But I took my computer mouse straight onto the search box and type in 'Never ZOMBIEfi' (which was the highly inventive name given to this potion stuff) and pressed the enter key.
The search engine took me straight to the product I was looking for displaying various images taken of it from every single angle possible. And after an hour or so of looking through the site I saw that it actually did seem to work - reviewers had given it 4.2 stars and the comments all seemed very positive (though god knows how these people can truly know how it stops you become a zombie. After all you do have to die to find out) but seeing as James had spent $62 on just the product alone and shipping it over here to England must have been expensive. I worked out she must have spent about £40-£50 on that!
A little notification box popped up in the corner of my screen telling me Steffi had just logged onto MSN so I quickly changed my status to appear offline. I saw her name and filled with anger. That little bitch had changed her message to 'loving life single' and I wanted to kill her! She made this huge drama outta dumping me when her attitude all week shows she's obviously been planning on doing so for a while and it obviously wasn't affecting her at all. The stupid heartless slag! I got so angry I through my laptop to the floor watching it snap in half then continued to destroy my room. By the end my bedroom light had even been smashed, I was currently sitting in pure darkness. I stood up to walk over to my desk but was stopped by the site in the mirror before me - my eyes were glowing red and I had suddenly realized that even though I was in pitch black I could see perfectly!
"Great" I groaned thinking about how this was just another effect of my transformation and became overcome with a second wave of anger. I ran at the mirror smashing it with my left hand which sliced open from the glass and blood started to fill the cracks which were growing in the mirror. I looked at the mirror, which now had a crack all the way down its middle, and turned around to view the rest of my room which was all also a total wreck.
I never used to be this emotional. I never used to get angry or sad so easily. I blame to troll blood. It mad my dad grumpier and now it's doing to same to me.
I couldn't let this overcome me. I didn't want to live the rest of my life like this. I struggled across the mess to the other side of my room and picked up the potion in desperation. I failed to force the lip off so smashed to top of the bottle open on the side of my desk chair and started to down the orangey-brown liquid inside. Ignoring the fact that the shape edges of the bottle where slicing open my lip and blood was rushing from my face into the potion.
All of a sudden my head started to ache and I no longer contained to strength to stand. I fell to the floor stabbing my leg into a shattered piece of glass that lodged its way into my thigh. The next thing I knew my head was falling to the floor and smashed onto the broken screen of my laptop leaving me lying there in a pool of my own blood.
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*Dun dun dahhhh*
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