They're getting mad now. I knew they would, but they've sent at least fifty messages in the past three days. Liam has ben throwing stones at my window every night now, and Cassidy and Paige have followed me home from school a couple times.
My mind has often softened at the thought that in exactly a week, it'll be Liam's and I's one year since we've met anniversary. It often brings the thought, will I be over this in a week? No. The answer is no. No, no, no.
Maybe...
I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do. It's funny, since they're my pack, I feel attracted to them. it's like I can't stay away from them. Like I'm meant to be with them. So why try to stay away when i'm supposed to be with them?
Then the image of Hayden, in that coma, pops into my twisted head. I shake off the "if's" and "maybe's" and "meant to be's" in my head. I also often think, when Hayden wakes up (if Hayden wakes up) what is going to think of me? I mean, I never liked her anyways, but I care what people think of me.
Will she still me as the monster? Even when the darkness has gotten out of me?
Do they all still think of me as a monster?
Isaac never thought of me as a monster.
I want to visit him.
Wherever he is.
It's like he fell off the face of the earth, like he left. Like he died. He didn't even say goodbye. No text, or warning, or anything.
He left.
Is this how my pack feels?
I left them.
Without a warning.
I've been blaming everyone who leaves me, saying they're just like Isaac. I point the finger at everyone else, but really, I'm the one who should be sorry. I should make things right. Not running from them. What would you want Isaac to do?
I'd want him to come back.
I say my leavers are just like Isaac.
But really, I'm just like Isaac.
I left my pack, and now they're hurting.
