•Chapter Four•

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Angela's pov...

(Warning: The dream is crucial and sad. If you can't take sad/violent things, please skip over the dream. I warned you!)

I was now at the hospital. I was in a room but the doctor hasn't come in yet. They bandaged up my feet. My feet are still numb and all the glass is out of my feet. They took the glass back to get it tested to see what blood type I was. Blake was out getting me McDonalds. Oh by the way, this hospital is White River Medical Hospital. (Yes Ik, that might not be in CA but I like the name.) I was laying down on a bed waiting for the doctor to come in. I felt my eyes getting heavy and me soon falling asleep. Everything went black.

Dream...

I was running through a field of flowers with my older brother Jake. At the time I was 7 and he was 15. He loved me...to the point he would die for me. He was the only one that cared for me...because our parents were never here for us.

They really didn't care what we did. So me and Jake were just out running around having some fun.

I spot a tree and say, "Look big bubby there is a tree! Let's go climb it!" I say running over to it.

"Angela slow down! Your younger and can run faster wait for me!" He yells while laughing.

We both reach the tree and climb up it. He sits on one branch and I sit on the one next to it.

I'm giggling my head off and I hear a crack. "Jake? What was that?" I ask.

He looks at our branches and yells at me, "Go to the next branch now!"

"I can't big bubby!" I say and I'm not scared out of my mind.

He grabs me and throws me and as soon as he does, the branch he was on, breaks.

I grab to the next branch and start to say, "Look I-" I stop.

I looked down and saw my brother, lying there, supposedly dead.

I screamed. I saw blood coming out of his mouth and his head nearly turned backwards. Blood was coming from underneath him and from his neck.

I started crying and jumped down from the tree.

I successfully made it landing on my feet...to see my big brother.......dead.

End of Dream...

I jerk up and see Blake, the doctor, and two nurses sitting there.

I feel tears streaming down my face.

"Angela what happened?!" Blake says. The doctor and nurses back away.

"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big b-b-b-b-b-b-brother..." I manage to stutter out.

"Oh my God Angela I'm so sorry..." he hugged me.

"Mr. Burgess call us back in when she is calmed down." The doctor tells Blake and they exit.

My big brother Jake....I wish he was here.....

*Time Skip brought to you by AarMau*

I was driving home in Blake's car with my elbow by the window and my head in my hand.

I was looking out the window thinking about Jake.

Oh yeah.....there is a wheelchair in the back. Why? They said I fractured my right foot and lost some blood. I won't be able to feel my feet for maybe the next 3 weeks. Until I can, I can't walk. The doctor gave me medication to help me sleep and get things off my mind. He said I wasn't depressed, but doesn't want me to break my feet.

Blake turns on the radio and "Faded" by Alan Walker comes on.

I want to sing it.....but....I just listened.

It felt like the song was reaching out to me....about my brother...

Flashback...

I was 3 and Jake was 11. I was running around our house and Jake was chasing me.

"Catch me big bubby!" I yell running around.

I jump on the couch o the top. "I'm the queen of my house!" I yell.

"Oh yeah?" Jake asks and grabs me and spins me around in the air.

I jump out of his grip and run into the kitchen.

Jake followed after me and I run back into the living room. I fall and cut up my knee on a nail.

"Ouchie!" I say and start crying.

"It'll be okay Angela." Jake says and picks me up. He carries me to the bathroom and sets me on the sink.

"If it hurts tell me." He says getting a wet rag and putting it on my knee. I scream and more tears fall.

"Baby sis it will help. Please trust me." He says and looks me in the eyes.

I grab his hand and he puts the rag on my knee again. I squeeze his hand to tell him it hurts but he keeps doing it. Soon all the blood is wiped up.

"This will hurt but please, it will name it better." He says and puts rubbing alcohol oh my cut and I scream so loud, China probably heard me.

"I'm so sorry baby sis but it works." He says and puts this cream on it which is cold, and makes the pain go away.

"I love you big bubby." I say and smile.

He bandages up my cut and puts everything back in the cabinet.

"I love you too baby sis. I'm always here if you need me. Remember that." He says and hugs me.

End of Flashback...

He always helped....If Only he was here.....if only I didn't make him climb that tree....if only I wasn't a stupid little kid....he would still be here. He would be the one taking care of me. Not my adoptive mother...him....I miss him...



[Wow..intense chapter. But I have something to say. The woman Angela is living with, is her adoptive mom. She got out in a orphanage at the age her brother died. Thanks.

Will Angela be depressed? Will her cut get better? Will she forget about Jake and move on? Will Angela's life ever be perfect?

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Bye my Werewolves!

~Alpha ]

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