songs for this chapter:
bravado - lorde
glory and gore - lorde
breathe of life - the florence and machine
[11] remembering
"Is it ever possible that you could turn from a scratch?"
"Possible, if the scratch had gone more deeper than it should be."
"Did you ever had a nightmare? Which felt so real?" Acer questioned Ashton but the curly haired boy only answered him a shrug.
"We all have that kind of nightmare that creeps you out a lot, it seemed real." He replied, playing with his fingers as he looked at his bothered friend's serious facial expression.
"But I never remember waking up." Acer countered and the look on his face was nothing but horrified.
(Flashbacks 0:00)
I believe that someone took me out, someone drag me from that corner- while I layed there, lifeless. I don't even know why it was still possible for me to remember this but I was thankful enough that I did, because I wasn't dead then. My brain's functioning and so as my heart, the only thing I should focus on by now is how to get out of here.
Tied up and shit, I know it's going to be a hard escape- being here, back to this graveyard without anyone looking for me anymore- now that they perfectly faked my death. No one would question my death, even if how it was mysterious as fuck. Great, right? But there's only one thing that I'm feeling right now, hatred- hatred towards the people that betrayed me. Those people who I thought I knew so well? Were all fake, they're all fake. Even the person that I loved the most, Renee. Renee belongs to them, they betrayed me and now here I am, and I blame this all to them.
"What are you doing?" The woman dressed in all black went inside the room and circled me with something black, like a black powder which I don't know what. The woman didn't answer me but wore one of those creepy smile with a hint of an evil plan behind it, I can tell. I gulped then as soon as she slam the door shut, just right the second when the big window from my left suddenly opened- flashing a huge light to my eyes and I squeeze my eyes shut. It was after my eyes already adjusted from the brightness of the moonlight until I opened my eyes.
Then I started to feel something strange happening on me, my body was suddenly covered with heat. Burning from rage, hatred and power.
"What's happening?! Wait-what, what's happening with me!?" I shouted, my hands were growing claws and fuck.
"Hel-help me- ugh!" My teeth grew in a nanosecond, turned into fangs- werewolf fangs. Just as my unexpected transformation was on-going, the door opened and the previous woman that step inside a while ago brought a captive. A girl by her thirteen age I think, blonde and curled. She stepped inside and that's when I realized it wasn't just another blonde girl, it was my sister Penny.
"Luke?"
(Flashback 01:00)
I forgot what happened after that encounter with my sister. I wasn't even sure if I was able to hug her or even talk to her. But all I could remember waking up was, everything that surrounds me was blood and nothing but.
By then, I started to pray. Pray that nothing happened bad to Penny, that she's alive and I, her own brother, didn't kill her myself. Because if I did, I'd be fucked up. I'd be a whole fucked up mess.
"What happened here?" By the time Grayson came back to my jailroom, I immediately asked him about the blood-and everything about last night that I wasn't able to remember.
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