Prologue - Gone

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Well, welcome to chapter one! Happy Reading Loves! ;)

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Well, welcome to chapter one! Happy Reading Loves! ;)

(Guys, check out the poem I've attached on the top. Play the music while you are at it! It gave me chills, did u feel it too?)


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The Accident - Rosalie Xavier's p.o.v ( pack member):

"Noah shut up!" I said all frustrated about how I found Noah tonight.

"But why? Why do you have to be such a party popper? What's wrong with you?" My drunk idiotic supposedly big brother groaned loudly.

"Noah, you're being so immature right now and pissing me off. Now shut it before I lose my temper." I was more frustrated than before when I found my oh-so-good brother drunk and doing some shots in the table I considered the 'cringe table'.
He was so wasted and totally out of his stupid mind. It was reckless to go out of town just because he broke up with his girlfriend of what? Two weeks? I swear he's only getting reasons to get drunk.

Wanting to rip out my hair while I'm driving isn't a good thing to do simultaneously, I'm sure.

Replaying the way I found him in the bar I turned towards my annoying big mouthed brother just to share a piece of my huge ass brain. "You're such a pain in my ass Noah!"

"Well, you're such a - WATCH OUT!"

I turned my attention back to the front to hear a loud horn from a huge truck coming towards us because I think I unconsciously tilted the steering wheel slightly to the right which turned out to land in the wrong track whilst screaming my head off to my big brother.

With ungodly amount of adrenaline in my system, I meant to twist the steering wheel to the left a little but twisted it completely in God-awful panic to avoid colliding into the incoming truck as Noah swears his brains , or rather his pants off with a wide variety of familiar yet foreign words leaving his mouth that begin to drill my brain.

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