Safety 》Liam Dunbar

"Look at me."

This chapter you will find out why Nina did what she did..

        The pain I experienced after the bite only intensified my emotions as I sobbed on the cold patch of grass.  Nina sat over me like a demon sent from hell, a certain blackness surrounding her appearance as her eyes stayed a violent red.  I tried to push myself away from her, my eyes flicking around to find an escape.  Anyway to get away from this monster I called a bestfriend.

        "I'm so glad this is all over with," Nina sighed, her eyes slowly dimming into a normal color.  I looked away before I could see her eyes- she wasn't human.  She tried to grab the same arm that she bit but I pulled myself away.

        "You just bit me!" I yelped, "get away from me!" I cried out and back away some more, sitting up and cradling my arm.  I've never felt so weak, to be sitting here and being at the mercy of someone I trusted.  Thoughts and emotions ran through my body faster than time couldn't even catch up.  It was only Nina and me in her backyard, and a dead body of a girl who had her whole life ahead of her.  There was no real outside reality and her mom wasn't even there anymore.  I could only digest the fact that Nina wasn't human and she hurt me- that she could kill me.

        She held up her hands in a sign of surrender, as if she was the one at mercy.  "I know you're confused, Care-"

        "Shut the fuck up!" I spat back at her, "I want out of here!  Away from you."

        We both scrambled to our feet.  Nina tried to meet my gaze, "I'm not going to kill you or hurt you again.  I told you we're meant to be sisters and I mean it.  This was all meant to be."

          "You're sick!"  I groaned, rolling around desperately.  "Help!"

          "I'm going to tell you everything, Care-"

           "Shut up!"

           "But you have to look me in the eyes.  Look at me." Nina grabbed my chin forcefully, her nails extra long as she turns my head to look at her.  I take my time to loom at her eyes- the green and blues swirling together.  Her eyes were glossy like she was dead.

         I felt exhausted, blood was pouring out of my arm along with my spirit.  All of my energy was leaving my body.  I couldn't even tell if I was crying. "W-why lie to me?"

          Nina doesn't answer as she looks at my wound that she caused. Black dots scatter across my vision and I think she notices. I don't feel her bloody fingers wrap around me.  I don't feel her carry me inside her house, I didn't even see her mom standing by the now unlocked door.  We passed her mom, sitting in her wheelchair, blankets covering her.  I grumbled at her, so many hazy thoughts running through my brain.  I think she's crying as Nina carries me to her room.  Nina lays me down on a bed and ties a shirt around the bite to help control the bleeding.  Where was I again?

          "I guess I'll start by saying it," Nina sat on a chair by the bed. It all felt so planned out as she reached out to grab my hand.  "God, you're so cold." Her fingers went to comb through mine but I pulled it away.  I hissed as my arm burned.

          "Am I dying?" I croaked, my eyelids feeling heavier as my head started to loll to the side.

          "Everything that happened tonight will make sense, I promise. You just have to listen to me."  I closed my eyes and nodded.  My stomach started clenching like an iron fist was gripping it.  "I am a werewolf. Not one that goes and kills for fun, Care." Farrah. "But you have to understand that in order to keep our kind safe, we do have to make sure no one knows our secret.  You see, this gene has been passed down for generations in my family. My grandfather was the alpha, you know the whole pecking order, right? Alpha, beta, and then there are omegas.  Anyways when he got was dying from a wound his dying wish was for me to become the alpha and to make our pack stronger."

          My heart was beating too fast and my breaths tried to keep up.  I went to open my lips- this was all impossible.  Nina was not a werewolf, she was Nina.  A psychotic Nina.

          "There's so much more I want to tell you.  All of the secrets, no more lies between us.  We're family now."

            "Wha-" I slurred, mumbling shortly afterwards. Nothing was making sense.  Something wasn't right and my body was telling me this.  This bite was different than if a regular dog or even a cat bit me.  If she bit me, was I a werewolf now? Is there even a bit of truth in her words?

          "Caroline, I need you to accept the bite." Nina told me, her hand reaching out for mine again.  I didn't bother moving it away, I could barely feel her skin touching mine.  "You're going to get stronger, feel more alive than you've ever felt before! Then together we'll survive this deadpool fiasco."

          I thought of my dad first after she stopped talking. I thought of how hard he worked just to get food on the table for me when I was hungry. How he worked himself to death just to give me new clothes, a roof over my head, and things I probably don't even need.  He wasn't my guardian angel, that spot was reserved for my mother.  I can feel her looking down at me right now.  I can imagine her touching my shoulder, giving me her energy to fave this.  No, my father was not my guardian angel, he was my hero.  My favorite dad on the whole planet. (he even beats Bob Duncan)

          Then I thought of Stiles and Scott. They were my brothers, if I liked it or not I was stuck with them.  I thought of Stiles staring down at my grave and having to grieve again over his sister's corpse.  Scott would be next to him the whole time, frowning and trying to fix my brother just like he had to do when they were children.

          Liam and Mason were in the back of my mind the whole time too.  I loved them both, they brought so much happiness in my heart, that I never want to break theirs.

          Then I thought of that night in the hospital.  I could've died- he could've murdered me.  He could've been a werewolf, but in the end he was a monster.  I thought I escaped the only monster I would ever encounter.

          The insides of my body curled as I was suddenly leaning myself off the pillows.  This awful taste went up my throat and I made sure to lean over Nina's arm as it dribbled out of my mouth.  Black goo covered Nina and me as I leaned back tiredly.  I groaned and started to cry again.  My bones were aching and my nerves started to send those signals into my brain. "I'm dying."