A/N: So this chapter is now edited.. I didnt edit this chapter, OnlyKissRose did :)
Chapter 4
Recap: I finally reached my house and parked my Audi in the garage when suddenly.
I heard a loud ear piercing scream, it sounded like it came from my mom. Shit. At that very moment I smelt unfamiliar scents in the air, I’m assuming something unimaginable is happening right now. I ran to the front door of my house I heard yet another excruciatingly painful scream. I was trying to find the right key that unlocks the front door but that was resulting in my keys violently shaking. I finally found the little son of a biscuit that kept falling out of my hands and into the tremendously huge amount of keys and key rings on the key chain. I ran to where I heard the loud whimpering and sobs, I ended up running to my backyard.
I was having a panic attack, my mother was being mutilated. My father was using all his beta strength to defeat the rouges that were attacking my mother. I was standing there helpless; I heard loud growls behind me I turned around to my brother in wolf form with a few other warriors. His wolf was a dark brown, in a nano second he leaped onto a rouge and bite at the nape of his neck, I stared down at the lifeless wolf lying down of the floor, I felt a nauseating feeling washing over me, I closed my eyes whilst starting to walk backwards until I bumped into something-someone- I opened my eyes and turned around to Blake standing with a worried expression. My sobs becoming heavier I started to run into the house, I’ve just witnessed my own parents’ death and the killings of rouges. I had to think and fast...
I came up with the idea of leaving. Leaving the pack. Leaving my now dead parents. Leaving this life behind to go live with my serene, widowed aunt Bethany. I always loved aunt Bethany, she was always the one in the family to never judge and complain about your decisions and mistakes. I really hope she doesn’t mind me staying with her. I walked over to my laptop and started looking through the bus times. I finally got to the web page and started looking for buses to California; I came across it in a short amount of time. I was relieved it didn’t take long; I only had an hour and a half till the bus leaves for Cali’. I had no other choice but to tell my brother, I couldn’t help not telling him, after all he saved me from the rouges and witnessed his own parents’ death. He deserved to at least know I was leaving-or so though so- I was now tentative about it. The house seemed eerie; I hadn’t yet noticed that until now or how much I’m going to miss my parents.
I walked around further into the house away from my room, and I still could not hear, see or smell anything-anyone- I decided to go back to my room and think about how I’m going to tell him I’ve left for Cali’. I decided a note was the best option. I started writing a note when suddenly a loathsome feeling rushed through my body, me causing me to jolt towards the bathroom. As soon as I reached the bathroom I sprung towards the toilet seat and let the food in my stomach empty itself. This stress was getting to me A LOT.
I stood there tears rolling down my cheeks as they were heating up into overload. I fell to my knees I feel so incredulous. Isabella you need to get a hold of yourself and go to the bus station for you and the baby. I decided to get a grip and write my brother a letter, a letter he’s going to dread seeing and reading.
Dear Elliot
I can’t handle it. I can’t handle the fact that mom and dad are dead. That ass of an Alpha is my mate and that is so never going to work out. I’m sorry to tell you that I’m leaving, I’m so sorry for doing this to you Elliot, I love you so much but It comes to a point where It hurts me, it hurts me to know how guilty I-you- feel about moms and dads death, I’m guilty too and I can’t handle it. If you want to know where I am, text me, call me and ask I’ll gladly tell you, but you have to promise that you will tell no other than Julia where I live
P.S please tell Julia that I’m so sorry and that I’ll call her and tell her everything that had happened.
Love Isabella xo
Tears slipped out of my eyes unwillingly. I wiped them of my cheeks and it was now 6:00, my bus leaves in an hour. I rushed to my wardrobe and got out my suitcase, I put all the necessities in it like tooth brush and things like that including my clothes. I had to hurry up if I didn’t want to get caught running away. I ran to get my rucksack, once I filled it up with a blanket and a pillow ect.. I walked over to where my phone and dialled the number for a taxi.
The taxi came in 10 minutes making me worried I’ll never get to the station on time. I got into the cab.
“Hello pretty lady, where should I drive to?” he asked in a calm manner
“uhh, Nashville international bus station please” my voice still shaky from how fast I had to leave everything behind.
