Born With A Curse

Chapter 10.

My sleep doesn't last long, I toss and turn wrapping myself in my duvet getting tangled in the process. I open my eyes, looking and reach over pressing my phone making it light up to check the time.

11:27pm

I've been asleep for less than 2 hours, I don't know how I'm going to manage the whole night, I need answers, real answers. Yet I don't know who I can trust, can I trust Cole? I only met him a little while ago but he's told me things that my dad could have possibly been hiding from me for years.

Unable to get comfortable again I kick my duvet to the floor and head out my room. I make my way downstairs not bothering to be quiet. To my surprise my dad's still sat on the sofa sipping at a cuppa while watching some random documentary.

"Alright Bree, what you doing up?"

"Couldn't sleep," I reply bluntly and make my way into the kitchen.

I head over to the fridge and grab a can of pop then plonk myself into a seat at the kitchen table. I fiddle with the pin of the can, while thoughts spin through my mind. If Cole is telling the truth then it means my dad had been lying to me, but if Cole is lying then why? What would be his reason to lie? He knows about me and my abilities, he knows I'm a werewolf.

"Brianna I can tell something's bothering you so spit it out!" My dad demands as he enters the kitchen and stands with his hands placed firmly on the table, well I guess it's now or never.

"Why didn't you tell me I had a brother? Well half brother, but that's not the point!"

His face is priceless, like literally his mouth drops to the floor in shock as his eyes widen. I'm guessing he wasn't expecting me to come out with this, he probably thought I was going to say something about boy trouble or usual girl dramas.

"Well?"

"Bree, Brianna, I, Look I didn't think you needed to know, he left with your mum when you was really young. There were reasons she took him and not you, it's nothing to do with you, more so her and him, I was going to tell you when you got a bit older but..."

"Hang on, so all along you have known mum is alive and you just didn't think to tell me that. She's my mother for fuck sake!" I shout slamming my fists on the table standing up making eye contact with my dad, who's still in shock.

"Don't swear Brianna, it doesn't suit you," he says calmly

"I don't think you have the right to be telling me what to do right now."

"I'm still your father Brianna, no matter what happens."

I give him a dirty look before grabbing my can angrily off the kitchen table and running up stairs. I feel my eyes fill with water as anger soars through my body, my hands start to shake and I drop the can on the floor. My mind feels like it's about to explode and my body is heating up to temperatures I'm sure isn't human.

"ARAAAGGHHHHHH!" I scream at the top of my lungs but it doesn't come out as a scream, instead it's more of a roar.

The noise erupting from my mouth shocks me enough to sit me on my arse in the middle of my bedroom. I place my hands on either side of my head when I feel sharp pressure on my scalp, I bring my shaking hands back down to take a look at them only to find pointed nails as sharp as crocodiles teeth, almost claw looking things pointing out the ends of my fingers.

This time my eyes widen in shock. I knew something like this would happen eventually but not as soon as this. I reach into my pocket for my phone attempting to dial the number to the only person I know I can trust right now, McKenna.

"Hello," her tired voice answers

"Kenna it's me."

"I know it's you, what do you want it's like midnight?"

"Something's happened, I need you to come to mine, like now, I'm so scared Ken, please hurry up!"

"Ok, hang on, I'll be right there!"

I hang up the phone and throw it up onto my bed while staying in my seated position on the floor. I grab my knees bringing them up to my chest hugging them as tight as possible while rocking back and forth. Tears stream out of my eyes with no warning what-so-ever, as I try my best to calm myself. Minutes pass by and I'm still unable to hold the tears back.

My bedroom door flies open yet it doesn't make me jump at all, I know its McKenna, I smelt her as soon as she walked through the front door.

"Oh my god Bree, are you ok?" She asks kneeling down in front of me on the floor.

"Look!" I say holding my hands out in front of me, showing her the pointed tips at the end of my fingers.

"Oh wow, are they claws?"

I nod and bow my head back in my arms to hide my face, I can only imagine the state I look right now from all the crying I've done these past few minutes.

"Hey, don't do that, look at me, this is going to be ok, what happened? Talk to me," she encourages as she brings my face up with her hand so I'm looking in her eyes. "Talk to me Bree!"

"My mum she's alive and my dad's been keeping it from me this whole time."

"Oh god Bree, I'm sorry."

"Wait, that's not the best part." I say pausing for dramatic effect. "Cole. He's my brother!"

"What!"

"Well half-brother."

"But still, what? How is that even possible?"

"Well he asked me to hang out today so I thought why not, he seems like a decent enough guy. He took me to this weird rundown apartment, we were just chatting and hanging out when things started to get a bit off. I tried to leave but he didn't let me then it all just came out from there," I partly explained.

"What he just told you he was your brother?"

"Not outright but pretty much, yeah, we were just hanging out and then he told me he knew I was a werewolf, that he was my brother and that he was brought up by our mum."

"Oh wow Bree, I don't know what to say."

"You don't need to say anything, I just needed you here, I freaked out and got mad. I tried to scream but it was more of a roar, it was terrifying. Then these things appeared," I say holding up my hands showing my claws again.

"Maybe it's all linked to your emotions, like when you get mad maybe it's easier for you to turn or something. I'm not an expert on any of this but from things I've seen on TV and read on the internet it could be possible."

"Argh I hate this, I have no idea what's going on with me, I've got this random guy come into my life telling me he can help but I don't know whether to trust him or not, my father's lying to me about my own mother. I swear I could rip someone's face of right now," I reply feeling the anger begin to bubble up inside me again.

It must have been pretty obvious too because McKenna is quick to bring me into a hug and rub circles in the small of my back. I relax into her touch and slowly begin to calm but my body doesn't adjust to my mood.

Sweat drips from my temples and down my back as my body begins to shake. A pain shoots through my head almost like someone's stabbing me with a hot poker right through the brain, It's an intense feeling that has me buckling over in pain while McKenna holds onto me with a look of severe concern on her face.

"Bree, what's wrong? What's happening?"

"Argh I don't know, It hurts, owe, it hurts so bad," I say clutching my head as I roll on the floor in front of McKenna while tears begin to fall from my eyes. "Help me Ken, do something, make it stop!"

"I uh, I don't know what to do, I don't know what's happening, take deep breaths, in, out, in and out," she says in an attempt to comfort me but nothing is working.

I snap my head up to look at her as the burning pain in my head reaches my eyes and mouth. I let out an inhuman scream of pain before leaping up onto my feet and smashing my way out the upstairs bedroom window. My mind goes blank as I take off on all fours into the darkness of the woods without looking back.