The Crying Wolf Chronicles: Forbidden (Book 1)

The Party

The Party

Darkness was all around me. I could hardly see where I was. I felt like Alice falling down a rabbit hole. The only thing I was able to feel was the misty coolness of the air surrounding me. There were no surrounding lights clear enough to see. There was just swallowing darkness. I couldn't hear anything. I only heard the deep quickness of my heartbeat.

Then, a circle of white lights appeared through the darkness. They slowly progressed closer toward my trembling body. It was unclear to me whether or not I was trembling out of fear or because of the cold. The lights stopped. A tall black figure appeared in front of me, covering the light that blinded me. It was breathing heavily. My hands began to shake at the same pace as my thumping heart. A warm, smooth hand caressed my cold cheek gently. My spine rattled. It softly pulled away, then disappeared. I couldn't see the figure's face. It was frustrating. I guess it was good. I didn't think I wanted to know who it was anyway.

I flashed my eyes open to the dimness of my bedroom. Morning. I sighed in relief. It was a dream. The smooth velvet curtains of my bedroom shielded the sharp blades of the sun's rays. I had left them closed after night fall. My body was washed with the grogginess from my last episode. Every inch of me from head to toe didn't want to move. I felt just as lazy as I did before the episode. Colleen's visit kept me up as late as I really wanted to be.

Colleen. I almost forgot about her and her bad decision making. I think the whole idea about her changing JT, is just wrong on so many levels. First, he's human. The very key to our survival. I try not to think of them that way. Second, she's over a century older than him. Third, it's just plain wrong. I wondered what Aunt Maggie and Uncle David had to say about Colleen's latest boy toy. I bet they were more disgusted than I was, and Colleen is their daughter. Then again, they probably didn't care anymore now that they have realized that Colleen would always be who she is. A person who likes to party. Plus, she still has the mind of an eighteen year old. She's been eighteen for nearly a century and a half, although she was adopted by Auntie and Uncle. They raised Colleen normally despite of the secret in their family. When she grew older, the truth was eventually revealed to her. She understood better. Colleen was stunned to hear the news, but she didn't care. She loved her family.

On her eighteen birthday, her only wish was to be changed. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with her family. So, since Aunt Maggie is my father's older sister, Colleen became apart of my family. She can blend into society a lot better than I can because she's well known to half of the world. Sometimes, I get jealous of her. It's stupid to be jealous of your family really.

Finally, I decided to get out of bed. I was hungry, but too lazy to make anything to eat. It was just easier to drink my red liquid. It didn't require a lot of preparation. Normally, I would drink no more than two glasses a day. It depends on how weak I am. In this case, I might want to drink at least five or six glasses just for this morning. I enjoy human food too. It's satisfying and something I've gotten use to.

The shaggy carpet of my bedroom was soft and comfortable underneath my bare feet. I stretched the soreness out of my spine and proceeded down the dim lit hallway. My reflection was pale. My eyes were puffed an ugly red, there was no color shown within my skin, and my hair was messy. I groaned softly at my weird reflection, wishing I didn't look this bad. The water stung the skin of my hands. Then, it warmed my cheeks.

Breakfast was the hardest. I get torn between my sweet wine like liquid and human food. I hated playing inny-minny-miney-mo with that type of stuff. It was torture. Colleen was right. My instincts were trying to break away and I could feel it. My beastly side was overshadowing my human side. Not good at all. Soon, my humanity would disappear completely and I would be nothing but a rampaging monster. I would rather die then let that happen.