THE LAST WOLF STANDING.2 ✅ Complete and Edited

🕗: MIND FULL OF THORNS.

RUBY'S DIARY

"Enemies, friends, all are always brought together by one reason, a cause. Causes that lead it to circumstances, good or bad, it doesn't matter. The creation of this two groups can be held together by those very causes but what if circumstances change. Holding the relationship together should be easy with or without change yet sometimes friends drift and enemies come together. Is it worth it to change the circumstances that create these relationships or are we safer letting the world stay as it is. I've made friends, I've also made enemies. Times are changing, days are becoming a burden. The truth dawns on my choices and the silence kills and it hurts to look at the eyes of those I call my friends. Those that I've marked as enemies some of them hold a different story from why they are what they are. And so the question dawns on me. When do friends become enemies and enemies become friends?"

"Rise and shine sweetie get yourself ready, you need to deliver!!" Dean shouts bursting into Ruby's room at 7:00 Am. The hell?! Is this man serious on a Saturday. Irritated the black haired springs up from under her egg yolk duvet searching for the criminal that doesn't understand the meaning of a week - end to a week - day. "Get out of my room!!" Yells Ruby tossing her used and abused pillow towards his face getting a grumble from her brother . "No not happening. I have a due delivery this mid morning with that said I also have a meeting." He states composing his bed head while walking towards the half asleep female."Is your brain damaged, I can't wake up and do deliveries at ..." She starts off searching for her alarm clock seeing it blinking 7:02AM in a neon yellow colour. "FUCKING 7:00AM!! Bastard, It's on a Saturday I get to sleep in. Send your Ahoy matey to do that for you." She waves him off placing her head back on a second pillow while her left hand searches around for the tip of the blanket to cover herself once more. "Ruby it's a family business. If you have to deep your fingers into the family money jar you need to deal with it. The address is on the night stand." Demands Dean dragging Ruby out of bed by her legs leaving her in such an uncomfortable state with her legs on the floor and head hanging on the bed. "You are so RUDE!!" "I am rude? Baby siz it's called responsibility do it." The blonde leaves the room laughing at Ruby's cute angry face. "IMBECILE!"

"You need this for your delivery." Mick laughs dropping off her newly made yellow earbuds necessary for a nice quiet conversation without enemies listening in. Ruby opens her eyes letting it meet her second brother's socked feet quickly getting a sharp idea feeling it running through her head. She quickly raises her head fast grabbing the brunette's shirt with her small hands in aim of getting his attention despite it already being at 100%. "Mick why can't you do it?" "Am busy. Dean's already handed me my duties in the crack of dawn. Calculating this month's financial budget. With what you are doing it seems like cotton candy compared to my rock cake." "Urgh! I hate Dean as of this moment." Releasing Mick she wakes up from the uncomfortable position she was placed by her brother. "Might as well." She tells herself, walking to the bathroom so as to participate in the so-called family business.

The night was long, having been forced to stay with Jack restraining the boy from his own sub concious. It was always a hustle each and everytime he had to deal with that part of him. By the time Hayden and crew were done locking him up Ron was left in charge of the night watch. If there was anyone capable of keeping him at bay it would be his useful power passed in from the elder nest leader. Nature manipulation. "If Anything happens don't hesitate to call me." Reminded Derrick walking away getting a nod from Ron.

He has never felt so exhausted in his life but whenever they have to restrain jack his body always gave up demanding for rest and nothing but rest. Sometimes blood is necessary but right after he awakes. It's not early as he was used to by the time he opened his eyes. The sun was already bright and the morning birds had already left for their morning routine after their morning songs. It was quiet something he was already used to living in this house. Five people in the house and you would still think it's empty. He turns his body to face the bright white ceiling contrasting to his dark walls taking in several breaths before sitting up when he felt something move by his side. The hell? How could he have not noted someone was in his room. The silver head turns his face to see what made such whispered turns on his side.