Finding my Mate

Chapter 17

I wake up. I look around feeling alarmed that someone is in my room, but there's no one. I lay back down on my bed and close my eyes.
"I'm still here, Ayla"

I scream.

My brother and mom run into the room.
"Ayla, what's wrong?" my mother asks
"Someone was in my room. I had a nightmare about Hunter and Cole, and that voice was in it, then when I wake up I hear it again" I say
"I could have just been your imagination, sweetie" my mom says. She sits down on my bed and pulls the blankets up to my shoulders.

"It was just a dream" my mom says. She kisses my forehead and leaves the room.
"Describe to me the voice that you heard" Fynn says.
"Ok, umm, it was a mans voice. It was low and a little sharp. It sounded a little like you, but lower" I say. He stands there and thinks. I stare at feet and wonder too. It wasn't Claude, his voice I way higher than that. it wasn't Hunter nor Cole. Why would they want to scare me? And it wasn't Fynn, my best friend/brother. I thought of any boy that I knew, and I could place a face.

"I can't think of anyone right now. Just go back to sleep and we'll talk in the morning, ok?" He says "and don't forget, dad is protecting you." After that, he leaves. I haven't thought about dad in a while. he died in a plane crash when I was ten. Mom never met anyone else because she was scared of getting her heart broken again. My mom always said that I looked more like him.

Wait

His voice was low and sharp too. but it can't be him. He's dead. But can it? My search team never found his body in the crash. I can't believe it. First, I'm mates with both Hunter and Cole, and now my dad is haunting me?

My life is messed up.
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For a whole week, I would spend the day with my teacher, then I would hang out with Hunter and Cole, then I would have a nightmare that would include Hunter and Cole dying. At one point, I spent the night with my brother. I did because I have a dream of someone cutting Hunter and Coles stomachs open.

I didn't tell anyone about my theory that it was my dad haunting me. they would have thought I was crazy. So I kept it to myself. I think he's trying to drive me crazy, and it's kind of working. I'm not eating anymore, I'm barely sleeping, and I'm also starting to grow distant from everyone. What's happening to me?