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19; Sense Pt. 1

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♛ Brady Manning ♛

"Here's your breakfast mom, I made you some coffee too." I placed the tray of food on to the blue satin bed sheets, next to were my mom was sat.

"Thanks honey, sit with me, we should talk."

It was now Saturday, meaning it had been three days since my mom was released from the hospital. Three days since I've been to school, three days since I'd spoke to any of my friends, even though Roxanne came round to give me a homework packet on Friday, to complete over the holidays. Also, it's been three days since I'd spoken to Austin. But I wouldn't have to see them for a while, seen as it was now Thanksgiving break, and we go back on December 1st.

I didn't want to see anyone, even though they'd tried to get in contact, to see where I was, I continuously ignored them. I couldn't face them, they'd ask too many questions, and I didn't have any answers. Telling your friends you saw a fight between two werewolves, would definitely make them think you're on a one way trip to crazy town.

How was I supposed to explain myself to anyone? Surely they knew something was up with Austin, seen as they'd all been friends with him for years. Where there more werewolves out there, that I didn't know of? There couldn't just be two!

I was scared of Austin, that had become clear, and it was also the reason I didn't want to speak to him. I had a right to be scared; he'd killed someone right before my eyes, as a wolf. What was I supposed to think?

I didn't know how I was going to approach the subject, as even though I was scared of him, I was missing him a lot, and it was such a weird feeling. I knew I would have to speak to him soon, but I needed to prepare myself, and get my parents to explain as much as they could to me.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked, whilst making myself comfortable on the bed.

"How are you feeling?" My mom looked at me with concern, the only look she has given me since we got home.

"Strange," I confessed, "I don't really know what the feeling is. Maybe a mixture of a lot of different things."

"That's understandable, you went through a lot," she dropped her tone slightly, and started stroking my arm in comfort, "but your dad and I can see that you aren't yourself."

It was obvious my parents can see a change in me; even I knew I was a shell of my former self. "I can't sleep at night, without having nightmares of those wolves, mom," I cried, "they won't stop, I'm tired and stressed, I can't make sense of anything."

By now I was sobbing in to her chest, as she caressed my arms, up and down.

"I'm scared." I revealed - "you have a right to be," my mom interrupted, "but you need to be strong, Austin is having a hard time with this too."

Of course they'd keep in contact with Carter, but I just couldn't face Austin. He was constantly trying to contact me; I had missed calls and texts from him, which don't seem to stop.

Please talk to me.

I'm so sorry baby, if you'd just let me explain, it will all become clear.

It wasn't supposed to happen this way; I was just trying to protect you.

You mean the world to me; I don't want to lose you.

They all hit me hard, and you don't understand how hard it is, to not answer them. However, I needed time to comprehend everything, and to get my head around it all.