The Road So Far (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 22: Stephen's Life

I waited everyday for Zander to walk back through that door. I had dreams about him Being in jail. Sometimes I thought it wasn't a dream at all, but other times I thought about my brother moving on.

     When we were kids Spencer, the man Zander and September thought to be our father would often threaten his life. I didn't Understand why until I grew a little older.

         Spencer was jealous of the man Zander would become. He knew about Xavier just like I did.

      Xavier was our true father. It weakened me to know the truth about Xavier and no one else did. Mom never told us she wasn't with Spencer. She was only there to protect Zander.

      Spencers nasty ass was a blanket over Zander. No one Could find him, and no one Could sense him. September was a beautiful woman now, Being 15 was a hard phase in a girls life. I'm sure she would have wanted her brothers in her life. I was now 21, not that it mattered much. No one even knew I was alive, and I wanted it to stay that way.

       The bullet Spencer shot me with was Indeed silver, the one thing I couldn't help but laugh about would be that he missed my heart and shot one of my lungs. I was an Alpha, not as strong as some, but I had the label. Zander on the other hand was the strongest I've ever laid eyes on. Xavier and him would be the same in every way. I on the other hand, fought to keep myself human, something I was never meant to be in the first place, and now I see that.

I started a new life as a Werewolf, and my own pack. An Alpha needed a pack, the more you had, the stronger you became. I still remember that night, the night Zander carried my ass from the fire.

                     FLASH BACK

"Stephen" Zander yelled as he started up the stair case. "Zander, the fire is to hot" I yelled as I backed away from the door. A loud crack enter the air. "Stay back from the door, I'm coming to get you Step" Zander assured me. As Zan busted down the door, a ceiling board smashed down. "Stephen, don't worry... I'm coming".

     Once Zan moved out from under the board. I started to get light head, breathing in all the smoke. I couldn't breath.  "Don't worry"  Zander cried.

         I Could feel Zander drag me out from the house, his arm draped around my back and shoulder. I Could hear a bullet shot through Zander's heart. I looked over at Zander, not being able to make any shapes or figures out. I heard September scream.

       I gasped as we hit fresh air. I Could finally see from my own two eyes. "Zan, you crazy dick" I joked. Zander tried to take in a deep breath. I Could see the bullet wound seep with blood. "Zander, what happened to you" I asked. He grinned, "Something jumped up an bit me" Zan said still laughing. I heard the gun click forward again, being reloaded.

      Zander looked down at me, "It ends tonight... I'm killing him" Zander whispered. I Could hear September shuffle around in the background. "Zander" September yelled as Spencer pointed the gun back to him. Zander pushed up from the ground where I laid. I tired to pull him back. "If you're going to shot me, Then shot me" Zander yelled still looking down at me. "Turn around boy" Spencer ordered.

       Zander turned slowly. I Could hear the firing pin hit, I stood up As the gun fired again, jumping in front of Zander to take the bullet.

       I watched as Spencer smacked the jamed gun against his hand. Zander arched his hand back and threw the knife into Spencer's head. Spencer dropped to his knees. September ran to Zander and I. "Step, come on... Look at me" Zan ordered as my eyes began to cross one another. I  struggled to breath, Feeling the bullet stick.

      The bullet was stuck in the right side of of my lungs. "Take care of mom". Zander shook his head, "Of course" He argued.

      September had a hold of my hand. I spit up the blood that touched my lips, and with that, I died in Zander's  arms.

I Could hear Zan raging around, still hanging over my body. "There coming" September yelled. Zander pushed up from the ground, his Blood still spilled out from the bullet wound. "You have to leave" September ordered as she pushed Zan away from me. Zander pushed her hand back. "Don't touch me" he screamed.
       Zander walked over to Spencer, grabbing his blade from Spencer's skull. "Stay with Step, don't let them take his body... I'll be back" Zander ordered. September sat down beside me. "Stephen... Please wake up" September begged. Blood still poured from my wound. I Could taste it spill down my body and into my stomach. September held my hand, still being cold to the touch. "Please" she said again. I tried to move my lifeless body. I stopped when I heard cars pull into the drive way.

        "Are you okay" Vincent asked as he hugged September. Vincent was on my mother's side of the family. She left a couple days ago, I had to lie about the whole thing and say it was because of work, but the real reason was because Spencer tried to rape her and I walked in on it, almost killing Spencer. "Talk to the girl and load up that body" Someone ordered.

       I Could hear the strecher lower to the grow next to me. "I know this kid" Carter said. I went to school with Carter, me and him happened to be friends since 2nd grade. He worked for his dads funeral home. "Oh Stephen" he cried. I Could feel him grab my hand, pausing as if something other than me being dead was wrong. "Stephen... I know you're not dead, get you're ass up now". I did nothing, I couldn't move, even if I wanted.

  
      I Could hear the car back out of the drive way. It started down and to the left. September ran after the car, I Could hear her yell my name.

      Later that same night, the car stopped and the back door opened. "Stephen, you have one lasted chance to wake the hell up" Carter said as he slapped me in the face. My Blood boiled again, a fire was light under my ass. I ripped my body up off the metal table, grabbing Carter's throat in my hand. "Stephen, let go" Carter said. I let go of Carter's neck, gasping when I finally woke up. "Where am I". Carter rubbed his neck, "The funeral home... You were dead". I was hungry, and I couldn't clench the thirst. This wasn't a hunger I Could easily eat away. "Blood, do you have blood" I asked. Carter nodded, handing me a bag of AB+ Blood. "What do you need it for" Carter asked. I dug my teeth in the bag, my eyes were a silver, instead of red. Alpha's had a different eye color. Some had Red, like Zander. Yellow like Xavier, and mine, mine where Silver. "Yuh, are you okay... That's sick man". I stood and finished the bag of blood. "Yeah, I'm fine... I just died and came back" I said. Carter handed me another bag. "I need to talk to Zander" I said as I walked around the room. "You can't go back" Carter said. I looked at the bullet wound that pierced my skin, putting my finger in the wound and digging it out. "Why the hell not" I asked. Carter sighed, "Because Stephen, everyone thinks your dead".