JAMIE
There were flowers everywhere. I was in the middle of a huge sea of a flowerbed that spreads towards the horizon. The sweet scent tingles my nose, the popping colours gave my heart the serenity that blew the darkness away and turned it into small bits of dust, taken by the wind.
This is what I've always wished for. Away from pain, from people who want to take my life, from those fangs that haunt me in my dreams, those screams of pain in my head, from everything.
I took light steps, the soft petals brushed my palms as I passed. My white dress danced in jolly at every touch of the breeze. If this is what death is then I have no regrets.
I can spend my eternity here.
"Jamie, please hear my voice." I heard Luke's voice cracked. He sounded desperate and fear was evident in his voice. Something that is so rare for someone like him.
I looked around but there was no Luke. Why can't I still forget about him in the afterlife?
"Jamie, please...don't leave me." he pleaded and his voice was shaking.
I felt my chest clenched. No, I can't feel like this. I can't turn back down now. It's the first time that I've felt this peaceful and I can't let this go now that I'm here.
"I just got you back." his voice croaked, "I know I'm just nothing to you and you always have this habit of disappearing. But please...you're my everything. You're my life, Jamie. Don't disappear to somewhere I can't find. Please, I beg of you."
I don't know what he was talking about but a drop of warm liquid fell from the side of my eyes. Then followed by another. Until my vision became foggy due to the tears that won't stop falling as if something inside of me knew what he meant.
"Luke..." words came out from my mouth like it's something that should be heard before a bright light engulfed everything and all things around me disappeared like a bubble.
I groaned. My body cracked the moment I moved my arm under the sheets but it was nothing compared to the pain that I felt when I turned into...
I flipped my eyes open and sit up from the bed as soon as the memories of what happened dawn into me. I saw someone turned into a wolf, I fell unconscious, I ran away and I turned into a wolf like them. I don't remember a thing after that. Maybe I just passed out. Luke told me before that I'm also a werewolf but I didn't expect that it would physically be a werewolf neither there would really be humans transforming into huge wolves! That was uncalled for.
I examined my hands, legs and touched my back but everything seemed like how it used to be. Nor have I any wounds or scratches. Was it just a dream? No, I really felt it. I just know it really did happen. I panicked. I was so scared by what I discovered that I forgot how they've been kind to me. How they took care of me.
Especially Luke.
I muddled my hair in frustration. I don't know what to do. I'm scared but those nightmares that I had doesn't mean anything, right? I mean, it's just a bad dream, an imagination built by the unconscious part of my brain.
Then I realized I was back in my room in Luke's packhouse. I might've lost my consciousness in that clearing as soon as I turned into one of them. The sun is at its highest at the balcony, peeking from the sheer curtains. The warmth grazing my skin tells me that it's already afternoon.
A white sleeping gown covered my body and my white sheets were now replaced by dark green with small stars sprinkled at the edge, embroidered in golden thread. I used the previous one for my amazing-first-time-in-my-life-personally-made escape rope, which I shouldn't even have to praise myself at a time like this, but yeah, it was a cool escape. Though I still ended up back in this place, now with a sober mind.
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WerewolfShe was an outcast. She was left all alone. Growing up in an orphanage, all Jamie Watson wished was that she could live normally, happily and peacefully like any other girls. But why has fate been too cruel for her? All her life, she was abused, tor...