Wanted

Eight

I felt cold. Freezing in fact. I couldn't feel the cold metal of the table underneath me anymore, or the tight leather straps holding my body against it. Instead, it felt like I was on a bed. But I couldn't move my body, or open my eyes.

I tried to speak, but my mouth wouldn't open, and no sound escaped me. It was as if I was stuck inside myself. The last thing I remembered was Will's hand in mine, just after the pain had subsided. Just after he had turned me.

I heard the sound of a door clicking open, and then felt the bed beneath me lower slightly. I assumed someone had sat down next to me. I felt one of their hands inside mine, whilst the other brushed my hair off of my face.

"I need you to wake up Layla."

Will. I recognized his voice, and could hear the desperation behind it. I wanted so badly to open my eyes, or squeeze his hand so he knew I was there, but my body remained motionless. Why couldn't I move? How long had I been like this?

"Layla, I need you to know that...I didn't want this for you, I never wanted this for you. I just wanted you safe. I just wanted you to be happy."

I was screaming inside my head, shouting out to him, but he couldn't hear me. No one could hear me.

"I need you to come back to me."

Gently, Will placed a kiss on my lips before I felt him leave the bed and I heard the door open as he left the room.

~~~

A few hours passed before someone else came into the room. But this time, it wasn't Will. They took my hand in theirs and I felt their breath against my fingers.

"He's going out of his mind Layla. You gotta come back OK, anything else isn't an option. He needs you... and so do I... we need you."

It was Finn. I tried so hard to move, to give him some sign of life, but I remained still. It was infuriating. I needed to wake up. I had to. What was wrong with me?

"You know, I sensed my mate today. It was weak, barely anything, but I felt her. Like I could feel her presence almost, as if she was next to me. She's close. As soon as you wake up, I'm going out to find her. But only, once you wake up. So you gotta wake up blondie, you hear me, I need you to wake up."

Finn kissed the back of my hand before I felt him leave the side of the bed.

I couldn't believe he'd sensed his mate. He'd waited so long for this and now he was waiting even longer to find her, because of me. I had to wake up now. I couldn't be the reason Finn lost her again, I couldn't do that to him. I wouldn't do that to him. I used every ounce of me to move some part of my body, whether it was a finger twitch or an eyelid flutter, just something. But I got nothing. It was as if I was fighting with my own body. I wanted to scream.

~~~

A while after Finn had come in, I heard the door slowly open again. Whoever it was, their breathing was heavy and it sounded like they were fighting back the urge cry. They let out a long breath, before I heard them get closer to me.

"You know, if you don't come back from this, I'll never forgive myself."

It was Lucas. What was he talking about?

I felt him brush some hair back off my head, before placing a light kiss on my forehead. Then I felt him leave and heard the door click shut.