Two Moons

Chapter Twenty Seven

May

"Surely she's okay. Right? Lucas?" I pace around my room.

"May," he stands up, and puts his hands on my forearms. "Stop pacing, you just got silver out of your bloodstream. You need to rest."

"My mom called be two freaking hours ago. It takes twenty minutes to get here! It's super late, what if she got lost? We need to help her!" I sit down angrily on my bed.

"May. Stop, she's okay, I promise," Lucas sits down next to me, holding me close to his side. I rest my head on his shoulder.

"I'm scared, Lucas," I look up at him. "I really am. I know I can defend myself, but I'm scared I'm going to lose another person who means too much to me. I don't want that. I just want everyone to be safe, but its my fault. I feel like maybe I should just give myself over to Derek. I don't want anyone to get hurt. So many people could've died. Died, Lucas. Died."

"Oh, Pup," Lucas pulls me into his chest, hugging me. "Don't ever say anything like that. Handing you over is not even a choice. Nobody wants you gone, you are too special. I want you here, Jared, Max, Alex, Lena, and the whole entire pack. Come on May, you are perfect, and Derek is just a bastard. He will never get you. Never."

"I still feel responsible for anyone getting hurt."

"Luna! Your mom," James gasps out like he ran a marathon.

"What? What about my mom?" I stand up, worried.

"She was found on the side of the road with this on her shirt," James gives me a slip of paper.

Hey little sis, miss you. I am so happy Mom gets to be with Dad again. Trust me, there will be more death, probably one of your little human friends. Mom was just a test run. Hope it works.
With love,
Derek

And

Then

I

Fall

Down

The next day

I stay in bed, and I listen to the the whirr of the heating system.

The next week

I sleep. I didn't even go to her funeral. What a worthless piece of shit am I?

The week after

I started watching some Netflix. But it was all about death.

The month after

I started to read again. But I don't remember what books I read.

Two months after

I put on some pants and a shirt.

"May? You up?" A soft knock sounds at my door. I mumble an incoherent word, and the door cracks open. Lucas comes inside and smiles at the fact that I put on some clothes, even though it's an old T-shirt and sweatpants. Tissues and clothes scatter the floor, along with box after box of empty tissue boxes.

"Are you feeling...better?" Lucas asks, sitting down on the bed next to me.

"No."

"Do you want to go shopping? You like shopping," Lucas comments.

"No."

"How about to the bookstore?"

"No."

"How about to go see Alex and Lena?"

"No."

"How about to see Max? Chloe?"

"No."

"God, you're killing me, May. I just want you to be okay," Lucas looks at me with soft eyes filled with emotion.

"I won't ever be okay," I mumble, sitting up in my bed. Lucas wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side, and I rest my head on his chest. "I just want my mom back."

"Pup, I'm here for you, we all are," Lucas whispers, and kisses my temple.

"I hate this. I feel so weak," I admit, my chest feeling constricted.

"Your mom wouldn't want you to be like this. She would want you to take a shower, go out, and talk to people. She would want you to go see people and eat," Lucas says, rubbing my back. I nod. "Really? So you'll go out today?"

"Will you come with me?" I ask.

"Of course, Pup." We hop off the bed, and I interlace my hand with Lucas's, going down the stairs for the first time in two months. It's raining, and I seem to have missed the rest of winter and the transition into spring. Lucas and I reach the bottom of the steps, and soft voices fill my ears. I feel my heart clench, knowing that people are here that I love. People that could get killed because of me. I have to separate myself from them, in don't want them to die because of me. I step back, staggering. Lucas catches me in his arms.

"What's wrong?" He furrows his eyebrows, scanning my body for injuries.

"I can't be with them. They will just end up dead," I shake my head.

"No they won't," Lucas counters.

"Yes they will. It will be my fault, just like Mom's was. It was all my fault," I feel myself grow weak at the thought.

"May. Stop. We won't let that happen, okay? I will protect everyone, you too. I promise," he reassures me. I nod my head slowly. "Okay." Satisfied with my answer, he grabs my waist, and leads me into kitchen.

"May!" Alex engulfs me into a hug. "You're here!" I nod weakly, feeling tears spring to my eyes. I pull back and see that people are staring at me. I offer a small smile, and Lena attacks me and shoves her brother out of the way.

"Oh my God May, you look like shit!" I laugh for the first time in two months, and she rubs my back. I feel small arms latch onto me, and I look to see Emma.

"I missed you so much! Lukey said I couldn't see you because you were sad. Are you happy now?" She asks, cocking her head. I look up to see my friends, whom I love; Alex, Lena, Lucas, Jared, Max, and Chloe. I nod my head.

"I'm better, sweetie. I am."

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