𝔹𝕀𝕋𝔼 𝕄𝔼

1. new day

"RAINNNNN HURRY UP WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!!" Hayden screams from downstairs.

"HOLD ON I'M COMING," I scream back. I bounce towards the carpeted staircase, struggling to slip on my Dr. Martens.

You could call me a 'multitasking master'-

I trip on the 4th step, sending me tumbling towards the bottom, creating a loud 'OOMPH' sound as my body hits the wooden floor.

Damn, I really hope no one saw that.

I discretely check the dining room for any cameras my annoying brother probably put up.

Satisfied, I finish tying my laces and head to the car.

"Thank God for werewolf healing," I mutter.

'And your natural swagger, of course.'

The weather's pretty nice; the trees sway gently in the cool breeze. I wrench open the car door. My hair blows behind me as I swiftly jump into the car.

Let's just say my dad's car isn't...the newest out there but at least it works, right?-

A sudden jerk snaps me out of my daydream. I'm immediately met with the sight of my Dad desperately trying to start the car engine. He inserts the key into the engine hole and frantically twists it. Nothing happens. He tries again, no result.

I begin to think of other ways me and Hayden can get to school when I hear the engine rev. It's weak, but it's an improvement.

"You fell down the stairs again, didn't you?" Hayden nudges knowingly from beside me in the back seat.

"Wha- How- No," I play it off.

"Werewolf hearing, remember?" he taps his ear.

The whole car vibrates as the engine is revved back to life. My dad pulls a gear, reverses out of the drive and we're off. The grey roads launch past us in blasts.

I turn my head to look out of the window.

It's always been me, Dad and Hay, 'The Unbreakable Trio' our Father likes to call us. But I just think it's his way of forgetting about Mom.

You see, my mother was a strong figure in our household. And now that she's gone, I think that my Dad is lost. Hay and I have caught him wandering around the house aimlessly on various occasions and whenever we ask him about it, he always changes the subject.

He seems to always have bags under his eyes every day like he never sleeps. The funny thing is that I can't even blame him. Because, like him, I can't sleep well either.

I could probably say the same for Hayden.

I guess, Mom's case really took a toll on us all.

And I know it wasn't her fault, but I can't help but blame her.

My brother and I have been close for as long as I can remember. I guess that comes with being twins.

A sudden forgotten memory threatens to invade my mind.

I think back to when we were about 5 and at the dinner table with our Mother. A pink hue is strewn across, making the whole setting look like a scene straight out of a movie.

We weren't able to go out to have our picnic, so we decided to have it in our tiny cottage in the woods at the time.

It seemed creepy at first, but once we moved in, Mother made the whole place really pretty. She decorated me and Hayden's rooms with plants and a particular type of flower she found from the woods.

I think back to my room from the cottage closely, trying to identify the familiar plant.

It was a tall plant with thin, branching stems, containing only a few oblong leaves. It displayed clusters of tiny, purple flowers.

Vervain.

My mother used to sprinkle vervain all over our room.

Why would she try protecting us from vampires? They haven't been seen in centuries.

Word had it that they all died out when they were banished to the human-lacking demon realm.
But that's just a myth, after all.
I'm sure at least a few vampires escaped.
I should probably warn Hay.

The table was stacked with fresh berries that me and my father had rushed to pick out earlier that morning. As well as the pastries that Hayden made with mom.

I can feel the memory like it is happening in real time.

Although the house was small, it felt more comfortable than any other we'd ever lived in. The smell of freshly baked dough wafted into my nose, filling my chest with happiness.

The homely sense of the moment was one of the last things I remember before my Mom...

A cool rage fills me. I try to refocus my thoughts on what's at hand.

School.

It has started up again and I can feel nerves tumbling off of someone in waves. Whether that person is me or Hay, I cannot tell.

But my bet's on Hayden. He's always been the queasier twin.

'Queasier, that's a funny word-' she laughs.

"Stop interrupting me." I interrupt before any more is said.

Hayden's eyes finally slide over to me from the window.

"Selene?" He questions.

Nodding, my attention quickly reverts to the luscious green hillsides beyond the foggy window.

The car journey is nice, relaxing almost. A big contrast to Hayden's jittering beside me.

"You okay?" I ask, noticing his leg bopping up and down.

"Nope." He smiles sarcastically.

We both pause.

"Aren't you at least a bit excited to find your mate?" he rushes out nervously, breaking the silence.

An innocent question, dangerously innocent.

"No." I reply, giving my twin a sharp look, "Where did that even come from?"

He knows I don't believe in the concept of mates, yet he still tries to make me believe I have one.

Ever since Mom's disappearance, all of my lingering hope for a mate vanished right with her. I guess Hay still hasn't been able to accept the lack of our mother, he sometimes likes to pretend she's still with us. And when I really think about it, his ignorance is almost a good thing.

'I guess it's true what they say, ignorance is bliss'

Looking slightly defeated he turns his head back towards the bleak day outside.

When I say we live in the middle of nowhere, I mean it.

Though the constant mild weather and the large fields of green grass scattered with cows and sheep are nice, my heart has always belonged to the always-buzzing city we lived in before. Whether I would call the fluorescent flashing lights and the sleek-grey skyscrapers my home, I don't know.

My mind quickly slips back to the vervain in the cottage. Was that the reason why I had breathing problems as a kid? We were all so confused. With my healing powers, that should not have been possible.
Then again, vervain shouldn't affect me.
I'm a werewolf, not a vampire.

Right?

I sigh to myself. It's a fresh new day, so I'll at least try to seem excited about school.

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A/N: so that's the end of the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed it. In the next chapter we might meet the mystery man - so stay tuned!! I'll be posting the next chapter soon.... see you all then. Also, you don't gotta listen to the song at the top lol I just added that for the vibessss~