𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤

2. "It's where my demons hide."

"It's where my demons hide"

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For a while, I was surrounded by nothing but darkness so much so that I became tired of it. I fought to break out of this never-ending obscurity but as much as I tried, my eyes wouldn't do what they were told. 

It took me a while before my eyes finally managed to obey my brain's command and fluttered open, welcoming the flood of light.

As soon as my eyes adjusted to the light, I knew I should have smelled it before I saw it.

I was in the pack-hospital.

Propping myself up against my elbows, I began to assess myself to see if I had any injuries from the fall.

I was surprised to find I was wearing my pyjamas, my hair was hastily pulled in a ponytail and any sudden movements caused a mild ache around my neck.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust at the heavy pungent smell of the hospital. Even from a closed secure VIP room at the back of the hospital ward, I could still hear the screams of pain that resonated throughout the whole building.

I had never liked the hospital; I was itching to get out. I haven't been here since the day my sister was born...

"Are you excited?" My dad asked my ten-year-old self, wrapping his big calloused hand over my little one as we walked over to the pack hospital.

"Of course I am." I was almost jumping in glee at the thought of a sibling. It wasn't just me; the whole pack was, most of them hoping for a son this time, the strong future Alpha of Night Star pack. "Am I having a little brother or sister?" I asked, peeking a glance at him with a cheeky grin.

"My lips are sealed tight sugar plum." My dad shook his head at me, grinning widely. I could tell he was excited too. "Your mom wanted the baby to be a surprise."

"Mommy and her surprises." I rolled my eyes and laughed. Dad joined in, shaking his head at me.

"So, what did your friends get the new baby?" Dad asked me as he glanced down at the two gift bags I held in my other hand.

"Journey got the baby a toy monkey that giggles when you pull its ears and Johnny well...." I shook my head, trying to stifle my laughs. "Johnny got the baby a...." My laughter was uncontrollable.

"What did Jonathan get the child?" Dad asked, more intrigued as he watched me clutching my stomach in the middle of the street, almost dying from laughter, whilst he just stood there watching me, with an amused look on his face. 

"He got...the...baby a onesie...that..says...'I love boobies'!" I managed to breathe out between laughs.

"That boy." Dad glowered, shaking his head but a smile was making its way onto his face.