Leah Cooper, 19, was born and raised by a family of hunters. She was taught to stalk her prey first, then go for the kill. Her life changes when her true love of five years, starts acting weird, naturally, she becomes suspicious. Is he hiding someth...
I grab a pair of dark gray sweatpants and my 'need more sleep' shirt, along with undergarments.
I head into the bathroom, open the curtain, and turn the hot water on. Slowly, I take my clothes off and get in the shower. I let the warm water cascade over my body, watching as the blood runs off of me and down the drain. My bare back slides down the wall, I close my eyes and choke back tears.
After a few minutes of washing, I get out, get dressed again, and sit on my bed with my laptop. I would be doing homework, but Garrison and my family are the only things on my mind right now. With killing Jake, I can finally be with Garrison. But now, my own family is going to kill us.
Hours pass and I'm just sitting on my bed thinking about Garrison and my family. By now he's probably; in Pennsylvania, found a new girlfriend, and started a new life. While Garrison starts a new life, the pack and I will be killed. Just the thought of not being with him sickens me, the thought of my family killing us sickens me, the thought of the pack being killed sickens me... at this point, a lot of things sicken me. All of my thoughts sprint around in my head, my body shakes and the walls are closing in on me. I look around, the walls are closing in! The walls are closing in! Breathe Leah, breathe. I can't breathe. I'm going to die, my Mom is going to kill me. Garrison is going to move on. Oh my God, I can't breathe.
I reach my shaky hand out to grab my phone. I quickly tap the screen with my fingers to dial Jack's number. He picks up immediately.
"Jack, I need your help." I whisper. The tears start falling, my breath shakes.
"Okay, what's wrong?" He asks.
"I need you. We aren't safe... and I just... I just really need you right now." I reply softly.
"Why, why aren't we safe?" He asks urgently.
"I... I don't know what to do... my family is going to... to kill us... I don't... I don't know what to do... I just really need you... I need you..." my voice breaks, tears begin to flow from my eyes. Hyperventilation kicks in again.
"Okay, calm down. I'll be right over." He assures me, and hangs up.
I've collapsed into myself, tears flowing from my eyes. Poisoned thoughts running through my head. The thought of Mom killing us makes me feel sick. I curl into a ball; my knees drawn in against my chest, my elbows resting on my knees, my palms holding my head, and tears streaming down my face as I choke on sobs.
'Knock-knock-knock' against my window interrupts my thoughts. I get up and open the blind, expecting it to be a tree branch. But instead, it's Jack.
"Back up, I'm coming up!" He whispers. I do as he says and stands by my vanity. His fingers latch onto my window frame, as he jumps through the window. He stands in the middle of my bedroom and sees me crying.
"What's wrong?" He genuinely asks. I wipe the tears from my cheeks and eyes. I burst into tears once more. "Okay, okay, I'm here... I'm right here." He whispers, pulling me in close to him. I gulp and take a deep breath.
"My mom, she wants to..." I can't even get the words to form without bursting into tears. He pulls me in closer and slightly smiles.
"We are going to be okay, I know we are." He replies.
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"Not with a family of hunters after us!" I exclaim.
"We will, I promise." He whispers.
"I mean, first it was Garrison going missing," I pause, pacing the floor. "then me becoming a werewolf, Jake torturing me, and now this! I don't know what to do..." he cuts my rant off by kissing me. His lips crash against mine. The kiss becoming more passionate. He wipes the tears away, then pulls himself away from me. I begin to blush, he hasn't done that in a really long time.
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"I'm sorry." He says, after he processes what he just did.
"I have to think of a plan." I say, changing the topic. He clears his throat and smiles.
"Yeah, so um... what's your plan?" He asks.
"I think we need to get the guys and go to the house in Pennsylvania. We can take shelter there, it's safe. My parents won't know I'm there, we have time to think of a plan." I say as if I were saying one word.
"Okay, you go get Garrison and Cameron. I'll get Ian and Brent." He replies.
