Destined to Die

1. Dreams

Destined to Die

Chapter one: Dreams

Everything was silent. I could my own heartbeat. You know, if my heart still worked.

I couldn't believe I would dream of this. This was a terrible thing to dream of... I couldn't believe I just dreamt of my own death, my own excruciating death.

And what made the whole situation worst was that I couldn't wake up. Usually in these types of dreams, I could just pinch myself and wake up. But now I was dead, and in a comma like sleep.

I was a terrible person for thinking up a dream like this. I had a messed up brain up there, but who can blame me? I think my messed up life had an influence on my messed up mind.

I mean what normal person would dream of their own death? Like my brain had no other things to dream about. Why couldn't I dream of him? Or why couldn't I just dream of paint drying. Anything would be better than this.

But at least I would be waking up soon. I'd give it about 3 minutes before this nightmare ran out. Believe it or not I had dreams like this before. But I never dreamt this dark before.

After about a minute of looking at my dead carcass lying in the dirt, I finally settled with the statement: My life Sucked.

Well my life sucked until 12:00 am tonight, after that life would be a cake walk for the next 4 years. A fuzzy feeling overtook me just thinking about it. These next 4 years were going to be awesome.

Ugh....I was going to be late for school if I didn't wake up in the next few minutes. Going back to my first statement my life sucked.

"She's dead, isn't she?" I jumped out of my skin hearing that. This wasn't normal. No one ever spoke in my dreams. They were mostly just images and sounds. But no full sentences, they were never full sentences in my dreams.

I spun my vision to see a dark muscular figure. He was unspeakably gorgeous, he's hotness melted my bones. I just wanted to jump on him and make him mine just for the night. If he just turned around, and let me see he's face I would be satisfied for the rest of my life.

I was astonished when my wish actually fulfilled.

He's face was even more beautiful than he's back. He's messy blond hair, and icy blue eyes made me want to die. He's presence just made me want to come back from the dead and run to him.

But when he's beautiful eyes meet mine, the structure of my dream collapsed. And I woke up breathless on my bed.

Wow I hated my mind. The moment it decides to be kind to me and add a Mr. Hottie into my dream, it just had to wake me up. *Sigh* My life sucked...

"Hey Porky, you awake?" Great he was awake. "'Cause if you are, you're late for school. The bus left, like ten minutes ago." Oh this is shitting great...

I grabbed the first thing I touched, and speed dress. I sprinted down the stairs. Almost falling on my face on the last stair, while I was trying grabbing my bag from the railing.

I hated being late. SHIT, I was a terrible person, being late on my last day. I needed my grades, if I ever wanted to escape this hellhole.

"You stupid tard, why didn't you tell me I was going to be late." I swear Jack was the most retarded person in the world. Aren't wolves supposed to be smart? I swear he's transformation just made him stupider.

"I am Not your Babysitter." He growled from the side of he's mouth, not taking a break from he's Captain Crunch.

"But you could have been a better brother-"

"Uh uh uh, I am not your brother. There is a difference between brother, and host."

"I've been living here for 4 years, can't you just deal with the fact that I'm your sister by default."

"You Are Not My Sister." He sounded murderous. But I mean who would blame him? Who would want the pack runt for a sister?

"Well don't worry; you won't be seeing my disgusting face for another 4 years..."

"Mere, you know I didn't..." He shook he's head, returned to he's crunch. "...You know I heard they're sending someone else."

"Impossible, I'm already signed in. I'm going no matter what, now is too late to change the arrangements."

"Well it's what I heard..."

"And I heard you were gay. Rumors are called rumors for a reason. They aren't true."

"Am pretty sure this isn't a rumor."

"If you're so sure, why didn't you ask your Alpha best friend?"

"He doesn't even know. This is elder's business."

"Whatever, I don't need your crap on my last day. I'm having fun today..."

"Whatever porky...." And there he went back to he's crunch.