Werewolf At Distance... (dnf)

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⚠️swear words, mention of death, mention of fire, mention of blood⚠️

It's has been two days since Jake has died. Persephone locked herself in Jakes room refusing to come out. And Clay stayed in his room, filled with disappointment.

For the week Asher was gonna stay with Dave so he is far away from what happened with Jake. Meanwhile everyone except Clay and Persephone were downstairs.

"I can't believe he's dead" Sapnap said.

"I know" Drista said "Even when was stupid, he was the happiest out of us all."

"I still remember when he despised us all" George said.

"Guys what are we gonna tell Jessica?" Sapnap asked "She's still on vacation for the month."

"Oh shit" Drista said.

"I don't know what we're gonna tell her" George said "For once I have no idea."

"But I know something" Drista stood up from the couch and she opened the drawer and she held a DVD "Hera dropped this off when she left."

"What do you think it could be?" Sapnap asked.

"I don't know but we can put it into the TV, so we can watch it."

"Okay it's worth a shot" George said.

Drista put it into the tv and switched the channel, three people were in the camera sharing a sofa. Drista looked at the screen.

"Isn't that the old house?" Sapnap asked.

"Yeah and that's my mom, dad, and older brother" Drista said.

They started to play it then paused it when they heard someone say something "What the fuck is that?"

Drista knew it was Clay "Hera dropped off a DVD, we were gonna watch it."

"Play it" Clay demanded.

Drista pressed play on the remote, and they all watched it.

"Hi Clay and Drista" The woman said that was Clays mom "We hope that you see this, you two need to know the truth."

"But first we wanna say how proud we are of you two."

"Clay I know I may be hard on you, but it's only to raise you into the man you will be in the future" The dad said "It's the best for you."

"I'm proud of you brother and sister" Clay and Drista brother said.

"We hope you two look after each other, like how you two look after each other now" The mother from the dvd said.

"Clay looks after you Drista, and Drista looks after you Clay."

"Always keep that bond going" The brother said "It's crazy how you two are so connected."

"And Clay that does not mean for you two start throwing things, and going on a killing spree like your father" The mom said.

"We want the opposite" The father said.

"You have a bright soul, you always look after those who need help" The brother said "That's why I'm honored to be your brother."

"And miss little Drista, keep an eye on that brother of yours you know how he gets when he's mad" The mom chuckled.

"And Clay never forget who you are, I still remember how you reacted when you first found out you were a werewolf."

"We love you two so much" The mom said.

"But it's our time to go" The dad said "Tomorrow will be the fire, you'll two will find your way back to each other like always."

"Mom!" A kid yelled from the background.

A little blonde haired boy ran towards the mom and jumped on her with joy.

"Hi" Clays mom grunted and the kid sat on her lap.

"Oh hi camera" The kid waved to the camera "My name is Clay."

The kid version of Clay chuckled "Mommy where's Drista?"

"Go look in her room" The mom said.

"Okay" Little Clay got off her lap and ran away into a room.

A minute later in the film Clay came out holding another kid "Here she is."

Little Clay came back to the camera and the kid started to cry "Aww I'm sorry Drista, did I hurt you?"

Clay watched himself when he was little take care of Drista when she was little. The mom looked at little Clay and Drista.

"I love you Clay and Drista."

"I love you too Mommy" Little Clay gave his mother a smile.

And the film stopped. Clay remembered the exact day, it was the day before the fire.

"Clay?" Drista turned around on the couch looking at Clay, everyone was looking at him even George.

Clay went to the chair and grabbed his leather jacket "I may not be like dad."

Clay put on his jacket "But I sure as hell get my anger from him."

Clay walked to the loft door and opened it, and he walked out. He slammed the door behind him.

Clay ran into the woods, passing tree by tree. He remembers everyone of these trees, because he runs past them every day. He was meant to be climbing these trees like how he was meant to be born at dawn. He was the werewolf born at dawn, the untold myth. Then stopped, in the middle of the woods. He was at the location of the old house, burnt wooden planks were on the ground. The house was officially broken into pieces, like his life.

Clay squatted and picked up one of the wooden chairs planks. It was dusty but burnt, it made him mad. He smeared the dust away by blowing on the plank. The plank was years old, his home was gone. It was gone like how fast his family burned. He really did miss them, even if he didn't wanna admit it. The thought kept replaying in his head, Jake getting stabbed over and over again. Jakes blood on his hands, it was his fault. If only I didn't get knocked out, I could've saved him. How could I be that stupid, that ruthless?

"It should've been me" Clay said softly, and a tear dropped onto the plank.

Clay stood up while still holding the plank and he threw it far away, out of his sight. Clay let out a painful howl, he guaranteed the whole state could hear. He needed to scream, he needed to let out his pain. The pain he kept inside for years and years. The howl was shaky like his voice was bout to break, but he stopped. He saw a drop of black fall onto his hand, he touched under his nose. He looked at it and saw black, and smeared it with his thumb and pointer finger. Am I bleeding?

George, Drista, and Sapnap were all downstairs. And they all were silent.

"Clay was actually happy?" George broke the silence.

"Yeah he was" Drista said "Only if he saw that sooner, he would feel as bad."

"Clay has a right to be mad, after everything he had been through" Sapnap said "I would be pissed."

"Our parents started the fire, on purpose" Drista said softly "How on earth is that supposed to be for our own good?"

"I don't know" George said "How long has Clay been gone?"

"10 minutes" Sapnap said.

"It feels like hours" George said.

"It's because the loft is never this silent" Drista chuckled and wiped her single tear.

The loft door opened, and there was Clay.

"Clay your back" Drista said.

Drista saw Clays shirt, it had black spots. But he was wearing a green shirt, Drista looked at his nose. It was flooding with black liquid, his blood was black. And that meant only one thing.

"I'm dying" Clay said and he started to cough.

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