Winter Danzell, is different. How you ask? Welllll.... She's not exactly normal. Not normal at all. I'm fact she's down right strange.
Chase Kander, Trevor Smith and Aiden Crader, everywhere they go they own the title of the hot, rich and athletic...
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Warning there IS a slightly GORY flashback in this chapter. Dats all ^_^
Chapter 7:
Winters P.O.V.
Coming out of the closet after my 'self chat', I checked the last door that had to lead to a hallway, or the way out. I yanked harder on the knob impounded on the door.
"HEY! Someone let me out!!" I yelled. Fine, they wanna play hard ball? I can play. I started screaming bloody murder for someone to let me out. Probably shouldn't have done that.
A hug guy with dark hair and strong build, burst into the room scanning the scanning the surroundings. "WHAT?!? What's wrong!? Are you hurt?!". I froze. Foo. He was scorching hot.
Dark brown hair and dark blue eyes stared back at me. I let myself eye rape him. He had on a black v neck shirt, dark blue jeans and combat boots. Muscled forearms ran out of his sleeves. He towered over me at about 6'3, which made him if anything even more handsome. Stupid! Stop check-ing him out! I really shouldn't be doing that. My wolf just purred.
"Nothing except for the fact that I was kidnapped." I said sarcastically rolling my eyes. "Wait," I blurted eyeing him, "Did you take part in this? Because I swear we're going to have some trouble bonding if you did." His slightly guilty look was enough for me. "Where are my friends? What the hell is wrong with you?!" I screamed in his face.
I slapped him in his hot a*s face. Ha. Take that jerkface. "Where." Slap. "Are." Slap. "My. Friends?" Sla-. Hottie grabbed my wrist mid slap and glared at me. "What the hell are you doing?". His voice was dangerously low, but I have never coward very easily. Not going to start now.
"Slapping your ugly face," I felt a rug in my chest when totally lied through my teeth right there, "I asked, where are my friends! Tell me now!" Trying at slap him again. He caught my other hand with his before. pinning them together.
"Stop slapping me." he ordered. "You're not seeing them. They're locked up, so they can't get away. Now tell me why you were on our land.". His eyes were turning darker as he spoke. Like what the heck? Was he a gang member? Or even worse mafia? I'm not totally 100% sure what the hell Mafia is and or does, but everyone talks like they'd rather die, so i'm guessing it's bad.
I could feel my anxiety coming on. Cr*p. I yanked out of the hot dudes arms (huge and extremely buff arms might I add) and stepped back. No, no nonono! I haven't had an anxiety attack in, in YEARS! Why was this happening now?
"Ar-- Are you okay? Hey, hello, Love? Love?! Are you okay?!" I barely was hearing him.
I have to let my nervousness out. I felt myself pulling a strand of my dark hair. 'Just scream.' Anszel suggested calmly like I wasn't freaking out. "Thanks," I say back through the link sarcastically, "I didn't think of that."
I stopped worrying about the look on the guys face, that fact that I had been kidnapped and how I didn't know where the people I thought of as brothers where, and did the only thing I could in this situation. I screamed like I was burning in hell.
I could hear yelling and thundering steps. Shouts and screams. Men and women. So much commotion, but I couldn't hear a word.
I drowned on and on and on and on. Yelling for Chase and Trigger but mostly Aiden. My protector. I couldn't stop now even if I wanted to. My voice was raw and empty sobs left my throat. I felt someone pick me up, it could have been hours or minutes I couldn't tell, and carried me in their arms.
Footsteps pounded and voices yelled. I think I've of them might have been Chase, but I could not reply. I sobbed. Heart breaking sobs.
Pouring my soul out through my deep sobs, my breathing hitched and shuttered. I couldn't breath. I already knew what this was. It is a panic attack. Plain and just how it sounds.
I clawed at my neck hoping to force air back into my lungs. A long ago forgotten and hated memory can back to me.
Flashback:
'Mom? I'm home' I walked into the kitchen and looked around. 'Mom?' No answer. Huh that's weird, I thought.
I peered around the corner into the living room and screamed. 'Mom!? MOM!!' I knelt down on the floor next to the bruised figure of my mother. Blood oozed out from a cut on her forehead, arms and legs.
The blood basically covered her entire body and was seeping into the carpet. 'Mom, mom, mom!' I flung my seven year old self onto her still form and sobbed. My clothes soaking up the wet blood.
'Please, please! Don't leave me I need you!' I screamed mommy wake up! You promised you wouldn't leave me!' my heart shattered into a million pieces as I begged my mommy, my best friend, to come back to me.
I don't know how long I stayed there, or a lot in general, but, I do remembermy neighbor, Mrs. China, coming in. Lots of yelling and big people in black matching suits and flashing lights.
The men asked a lot of questions, but I just wanted my mom back and begged then to make her better. No matter how many tears I shed they wouldn't give her back. Being that young, I don't fully get why.
End of flashback:
Through my flying memories, I heard Aidens voice. "Winny! Baby please. I'm here I promise. Come back to us! We need you," his voice cracked, "I need you..."
That's what snapped me out of it. My Aiden needed me. And I would let me down. Ever.
(NEW A/N!)
Ok. SO how was it? Bad probably :\ Sorry, this is my first werewolf and i'm not quite sure where I want to go with this. At all.
This chapter was originally only 797 words! As you can tell at 1070, I added a bunch to it.
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