**Darry and Darron are the same person. Just wanted to say that now**
After being carried to my room by Darron and having a hard time falling asleep I finally do. As I sleep I dream up a nightmare repeating the accident and adding needles into the entire mix. It was not pretty. "What the f- hell. What the hell. Deep breaths Deseray. Breathe deep," I repeat to myself. I lay back down and can still feel the blood rush into my foot and back to my heart, then repeating itself until I cant count sheep any longer. Checking my phone doesn't help my case, 2:17. Getting an idea I stand up and look down at my furry shorts and cropped t-shirt. Shrugging I walk out of my room and down the hall to Darron's. Without caring about privacy, I open the door and look tiredly at the distance more I have to walk.
As if he understood before I did his arms open as if asking to be hugged, "Come here Dizzy, I'll make the bad dreams fade." Being the crippled person I am I do my best to manage quiet footsteps as I slip next to him. "Night Darry." "Night Dizzy."
I wake up in my bed at 7:00 in the morning with a note taped to my head, Dizzy, you need to stop coming into my room with a boot, I heard you before you left this room. I let the smallest laugh out and get ready for the day in a smock and tennis shoes. I can't believe I'm doing this.
"Why I didn't ever imagine you in that outfit. I'm making you sign people in so you don't pass out." I smile as heat seeps into my cheeks, "Thank you Alpha Derick. We both know I probably would. " Sitting as a desk I look at all of the people before me and sigh, a long day is yet to come. After about twenty minutes of writing names and ages on papers then bracelets and giving them out to the people in front of me I can say I was bored. Every now and then as I was doing paperwork they'd spark up a small conversation before having to move along so I can do the paperwork for the next in line.
The last person was at 12:37 and it's needless to say I was tired. "Darry. Darry! Come here!" I yelled like a baby as he tried to get away from a flirting fifteen year old girl while her boyfriend was standing RIGHT THERE! He walks up and I give him my usual pleading look until he understands what I want. "You know I only do this because I love you, right?" he sighs as I shake my head to nonexistent music, "Yeah, yeah. To the room superman!"
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Про оборотнейBook 1 of the Nightmare series I Deseray am what you call. . . different in more ways than one. I'm not human nor am I just a werewolf which doesn't go with the laws of my pack at all. See, I have a long back story that we get into later if you con...
