I finally opened my Eyes

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Hate the lack of trust my parents have in me.

Attached photo of Mikey :)

Okay so you're all going to finally get let in on a little secret. There's still lots to come don't worry (;

Hope you all like, I found this hard but also really enjoyable to write as I finally got to put my backstory for Lea down on..well sort of paper. You catch my drift. Thanks for reading! (:

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FLASHBACK/DREAM with glimpses of consciousness in between.

I woke up to the sounds of people yelling, screaming and crying in the distance, I sat up, rubbing my eyes sleepily, wondering what was going on. I flung my legs over the side of my bubble gum pink bed and stood up, stumbling towards my bedroom door I cracked it open and peaked out. The hallway was empty for all of 5 seconds before I saw my Mom running abnormally fast towards my room, red hair flowing behind her like fire. Werewolf perks.

"Lea, get into the hidden cupboard now!" She said, her whole face and posture screamed panic. I noticed she was dragging my cousin Mel behind her as she entered the room and shut the door behind her.

"Momma? What's going on?"

"Lea please just hide now. You and Mel, do not come out until somebody comes to get you. No matter what you hear Lea, you must stay hidden." She pleaded with me. I was only eight so seeing my Mom who I loved more than anyone so scared immediately made my eyes flood with tears. I hated myself for not being brave like my cousin seemed to be but I was really scared.

"Is everyone okay Mom? Where's Daddy?"

Her eyes softened as the tears streamed down my face.

"Yes Buttercup, everyone is going to be just fine. I am going to go find your father and Grandmother and then we will come get you both. But you must stay here until we do, promise me Lea."

I had no reason not to believe her, my Mom had never lied or let me down before so why now? It was with that trust I clambered into my hidden cupboard behind my wardrobe with Mel right behind me before I could click the door shut my Mom turned and opened her arms. Without a second thought I flung myself into them, wrapping my small arms around her neck I held her closely, even so young I knew that somehow this felt wrong, it felt like she was hugging me with every ounce of love she had, it felt like a goodbye.

"I love you Buttercup" she said as she set me back into the hidden space.

She cupped my face and kissed both my wet cheeks before clicking the door shut for me. Me and Mel huddled together holding each other tightly as we waited for our families.

"I love you too Momma" I whispered into the darkness. If only I knew how wrong my Mom was. How not okay everything was going to be after that night, if only I had an inkling of how bad my life would turn. That night all the rouges that attacked us were killed, but my Mom was gone too. We found her clothes ripped to pieces and pools of blood but there was no body and no trail leading us to her. She simply and painfully disappeared, we waited years and searched everywhere before finally accepting her death. The worst part is, I think she knew she was going to die.

I could hear someone calling Lea. It was distant, faint and for a moment everything was alight, then darkness took over again.

I twirled around in my pink flowery dress for the thousandth time that night watching as it blossomed out around me. I giggled and ran towards my father jumping and latching onto his broad back. Hearing his booming laugh as we set out towards the forest, he had looked forward to my fourteenth birthday nearly as much as me. Tonight under the stars and moon was to be my first ever shift. I couldn't wait, I could finally run faster, jump higher, hear, see and smell better and I would finally start to run patrols with the pack, something I had looked forward to for years. I understood the importance of patrols to the pack after what happened six years ago and therefore being able to contribute to them was important to me. My dad dropped me from my monkey position on his back and turned to face me.

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