Pack Pandemonium

CHAPTER 7

Scott slid open the oversized metal door to Derek's apartment, where the pack was gathered patiently waiting for him on the other side.

Everyone was immediately silent when they walked in, unsure of what to do, say or even think.

Scott turned back to look at Luke standing frozen in the doorway, shaking so much he looked like a rag doll being violently shaken by a crazed child. Even his hair was standing unusually on end.

Scott placed his hand on his shoulder pulling him forwards. Still the others remained silent and still.

Luke had told Scott in the car that he was ready to tell the pack what had happened the dreadful night when he was missing and found in the hospital with his sister.

Scott lead him towards the centre of the room and let go of him proceeding to walk over to Kira and wrapping his arm around her, her head resting softly on his shoulder.

Ethan and Liam sat together on the lounge, with Mason in between, his usual eager expression replaced with one of bitter sadness.

Stiles and Malia leaned against the large table tightly squeezing each other's hand.

The others were spread around the room including Lydia, Aiden, Angus, Derek, Braeden, Allison and Isaac
And Luke stood still looking at the floor in the middle of the room. Unable to make eye contact with anyone.

"Are you sure about this Luke?" Scott asked.

All Luke could manage to do was slowly nod his head. His whole body trembling and his arm placed awkwardly across his chest.

He began.

"I was trying to find Emily so that we could walk home together, and I waited for so long outside the gates but she never came. I saw her last period teacher and asked if she had seen her. She told me that she had left early from school and wasn't in class. That's when I knew something was wrong."

[Flashback]
Luke walked down the empty streets towards his house. His heart was thumping loudly in his chest, and his anxious mind tearing him apart.
He slowly turned the brass knob of his front door and shakily pushed it open, making an eerie creak as it moved.
He placed one shaking hand on the railing and walked slowly up the stairs his hand gliding along its smooth surface. He reached the top of the stairs.

"Em? Seriously where are you... EM?" He called louder, his panic increasing every second that passed.

Suddenly he could hear something and he moved slowly closer to the noise. As he neared closer he could hear muffled sobs coming from Emily's room.
Without hesitation Luke ran to his sister and the door flew open to reveal...

Luke stopped in the door, the scene in front of him almost too much to bear. He could hardly stop himself from crying as a tear rolled down his face.
His sister sat at the foot of the bed mounds of used or bloody tissues on the bed beside her. And a pill bottle.
But the worst part was the cuts and bruises all along her bare arms.
Even her face had small cuts and bruises and her eye was black and swollen.

Luke stood frozen in the doorway, speechless and dumbfounded. Then she looked up at her brother from the bed and new fresh tears spilled out.
He didn't know how it was possible but at the sight of him, Emily looked in more pain than before.

Then he saw the knife...

He fell backwards and slammed into the wall behind, landing harshly on the floor.