Darkness Within

chapter 20, flashback🌸

As you can tell... Flash backs are longer then the normal chapters. So after this one... You'll have to wait for flash backs. And if you want... I can make flash backs based on your questions?
It doesn't really matter though.... So on with the story I guess.
And holy shit! People it's the twentyth chapter!!! Bloody hell people!!!!  😱😱😱 How did I get this far?
*Sipping coffee* it's two in the freaking morning😫.... I have school tommorow. Oh well. *Shrug* I've never liked school anyways. 😒
On with the chapter!😝
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Raven lay on her bed. She yawned. Standing up and walking into the kitchen. She grabbed a black mug from the cabinet and placed it on the counter. Pooring the remaining coffee into her cup. It was cold and she placed it in the microwave. Putting it in for a minute. After the microwave beebed she pulled it out. She looked some cream into it and two teaspoons of sugar. She stirred and went back to her room.
Sitting on the bed she looked out her window. "Sometimes  I wonder if your out there. Waiting for me to return to the woods." She whispered.
A black blue shot passed her window. What was that. Her half finished coffee forgotten she walked to her window and looked out.
There it was again. She peered out.
The black blue stopped in front of her window. Yellow eyes looking at her. Oh it was just Crow. She waved. Then walked back to her bed. She turned of her light and put her head onto her pillow. She looked at the clock. 4:40 am.
She sighed. Pulling the blanket over her self. She closed her eyes.
Opening them again she looked at the clock. 6:00 am.
I guess I did sleep. She thought.
She yawned and stretched. Glancing to her side, today's a cloudy day huh? She sighed. I hate cloudy days.
"Raven. Breakfast is ready." Clare called.
"Coming." Raven called back, pulling on a sweater over top her tank top.
She walked down the stairs into the dining room. They pack was all over the dining room table. Their was laughter and yelling. Food was being tossed around and names were being called. She stood there awakardly.
"Um... Is there a spot for me?" She asked, her voice unheard over the yelling of the pack.
She turned and walked into the kitchen. Clarissa and Crow were seated at the kitchen table, eating and talking.
"What do we do? They seem hell bent to get her."
"I don't know, all we can do is wait and see. Their pack is much smaller then ours. We should be able to take them, and kill them if it comes to a fight."
"I don't like the way Sabrina talked. As if... She knew her."
"Well she did say she knew that one wolf."
That's when Raven knew, they were talking about her. About what happened a few weeks ago.
She turned back into the dining room and walked toward the kitchen louder then usually.  The two stopped talking.
"Raven... Are you here for breakfast?" Clarrisa asked, smiling and holding out a plate.
"Um... Yeah... The tables full back there." She grabbed the plate and sat down. Looking at the food. Scrambled eggs, sausage and toast.
"It smells nice." She said.
Clarrisa smiled. "It tastes good." She teased.
Raven took a small bite of egg. It melted into her mouth and she sighed.
"Yeah. It does."
"So... Your finally ready to eat with us?" Crow asked, voice gruff.
"Uh... Yeah." She said, looking at her food. She lifted her fork and ate some more egg. Before taking a bite of her sausage.
"Well we're happy you are." Clarrisa said. "How are you with the whole...."
"Wolf thing? Fine. I've accepted it, and no I haven't had any hear spasms or anger problems. Those went away.... Awhile ago."
"That's fine." Clarrisa nodded.
"Well I should go." Clarrisa said. "I'm on protroll..." She smiled at Raven. "Have fun today ok?"
"Sure." Raven murmmered.
With that Clarrisa left, leaving Raven alone with Crow.
Crow drank his coffee silently and stared at Raven. She ate under his hot gaze, fiditing. Uncomfortable.
"Do you feel safe here?" He asked. She jumped and let out a small sheirk.
She looked at him, her eyes wide.
" I'm sorry... Don't mean to scare you."
"It's fine... And yes. I guess I do."
"Good." He said quietly. So quite he must've been talking to himself.
"Excuse me?"
"Hmmmm? Nothing. Enjoy your breakfast." He got up and strolled out of the kitchen. She sat, alone.
"So Raven. How was your day? Oh that's cool I got to go now." She growled to herself. "Ya I'll ask you something and just walk away." She threw her fork at the open window. The fork went flying through.
"Damnit!" She spat.
"Um... Are you ok?" A voice spoke from behind her. One of her older cousins.
"Yep. Fine." She stood up and put her empty plate in the sink.
"I was just asking since you threw a fork out the window..."
"Uhuh. Yep." She said.
"Oh... You probably don't know who I am... I'm Blue."
"I'd say my name... But I'm guessing you know it?"
"Yeah. So um... Wanna do something?"
"You my babysitter today?'
"... N-no...."
"Yes you are. I'm naming for the pack. Don't care what you do." 
Raven went to the stove and preheated it.
Then she'd gathered ingredients. Eggs, milk. Flour. Cinniman, and chocolate chips. And the muffin mix. Three boxes.
She grabbed a huge white bowl, it was nearly as high as her knees from the ground.
She dumped the muffin mix in, oatmeal.
Then she mixed in 3 eggs. And 3 cups of water. She mixed them in until they made a smooth gooy liquid. She grinned and added in 2 cups of chocolate chips. Then added 2 more. She looked at Blue, he was watching her, never took his eyes off her. She gripped the bowl tightly. Trying to calm down. She could feel herself starting to freak. Memories popping up, of how he stared at her.
She breathed in heavily, and got the cinniman. She added one teaspoon of it into the muffin mix.
She sighed and mixed in her newest ingredients.
The oven beebed and she looked over.
Grabbing muffin tins she scooped out the muffin mix and dropped it into each tin, filling them halfway. Theese were muffins that would be as big as her hand.
"These guys eat alot." She murmmered to herself.
"That we do." Blue said, from behind her. She jumped and flung her wooden spoon at him. Hitting him square in the jaw. His head wipped to the side from the impact.
He growled and looked at her, his blue eyes flashing yellowish.
"Did you just throw a spoon at me?" He snarled, standing up. She nodded.
"It was an accident.... I was scared."
"You threw a spoon at me?" He moved closer to her, till he was nose to nose with her. Or would be if he wasn't taller then her. She looked up and his hand grinned her throat. He squeezed.
"Never Throw Anything At Me Again." He spat. His voice deep and ferel.
She stared at him, into his yellowish eyes.
"Do you understand?" He growled lifting her off the ground by her neck. Fear over took her and she let out a wheezing scream. He threw her onto the counter and the muffin mix thankfully wasnt spilled.
He pulled out a knife.  "It's seems you don't understand."
He placed the knife on her stomach. Digging into the skin. She cried out as he softly slid it across her skin. Causing her to shudder. It want painful just.... Ticklish. He did it again, slightly harder, causing a slight sting. He did it harder. And harder and harder. And harder. And harder. And harder and harder and harder.  She was screaming underneath him, writhing trying to break free.
He held her down and did it harder yet. Her blood splattered him and the counter and herself. It even got into the muffin mix.
"Please. Why are you doing this?" She cried.
"You threw a spoon at me."
"I'm sorry."
"No your not." He pulled the knife away and stared at it. Blood dripped from the edge onto his hand were it slid down his wrist. He dragged his tongue over the blood. Slowly.
Then he licked the knife. He threw it to the side, and it hit the wall and shattered.
His eyes slid down her form to her stomach, where blood flowed out of.
He bent down and grabbed he sides, placing himself between her legs. His face hovered above her stomach. Before he bent and lick the blood and the wound. She gasped at the feeling at the pain

"Stop it!" She screamed. His hand shot up and covered her mouth. He looked at her, eyes ferel and hungry. His teeth bared and red.
She sobbed. "Why are you...."
"You taste good." He whispered, before he tore a chunk out of her stomach.
She screamed, louder then before. Crying she tried to batt at him.

She was in pain. All she felt, all she knew. Was pain. Why did it hurt so much? Why couldn't she remember why she was in pain? Who was she? Where was she? This was no packhouse. No mate. Just pain.
Mate? Alpha? She thought.
Why am I all alone? Does my pack not want me?

Ravens eyes shot open. She looked around. She was on a bed, her bed. Was that all a dream.
No. She felt the throbbing ache of an old wound.
"Hello?" She asked. Her voice gruff. Unused.
"Raven. How are you feeling?"
"Why" she asked before breaking into tears. "Why me?" She sobbed.
"I don't know dear." Clare said. "I don't know."
Raven looked at the ceiling. Before she passed out again.

"The poor girl, she'd been through so much." Lilly murmmered to Ryan as he held her against his chest.
"I guess."
"Why do you think Blue went ballistic like that? She's nothing like the one who hurt him... So it couldn't have been a memory."
"She threw a spoon at him when he startled her."
"Oh. She's... Ok though right?"
"Sure, going to have a nasty scar on her stomach though."
"I just hope she forgives him. Clarrisa should never have put him on gaurd duty. She shouldn't known what would've happened." Lilly said.
"Yeah."
"Ryan... I miss my pack."
"We're your pack."
"My old one, why am I the only survivor?" She asked, before falling asleep.
"Because you were ment to be mine." Ryan growled as he laid his head on his pillow. "You were ment to be mine."