A wolf. Circling, eyes watching. Scarred. Wind in it's fur. Wild.
A small puppy, innocent. Domesticated.
Stop, I tried to scream. Stop, it'll hurt you.
I couldn't make a sound.
The puppy reached a paw out, the wolf nuzzling against it.
The wolf laid down, licking the puppy. The puppy returned the gesture over excitedly.
I chuckled, settling down on the grass. It's fine, the puppy was okay.
The puppy, small, innocent, barked. A small yip.
The wolf stood up and backed away, hair raised.
The puppy barked again.
A scar, one on the wolf's muzzle, split open. Blood spilled out.
Wait, stop! I tried to yell. I couldn't make a sound. Stop it!
I didn't think the wolf would be in trouble. I thought it was the puppy.
As the puppy kept barking, more scars split open.
Then the wolf barked, one strong earth-shattering bark. The puppy ran, heading towards me.
I couldn't move. I couldn't stand up.
The puppy curled up into my lap, shaking and whimpering. Terrified. It looked up at me, eyes pleading.
I felt myself petting it. What was I doing? The puppy brought this on itself.
I looked up at the wolf. It was alone, tending to it's own wounds.
This was wrong.
No. No.
"No!" Jeff shot up, beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Jeff, that is the third time this week you've woken up like that," Nick said worriedly. "And we've only been back at Dalton for three days."
"It's that same dream. The same dream, but more keeps happening," Jeff muttered, wiping off his forehead with his arm.
"What happened this time?" Nick asked.
"The puppy ran over to me. Absolutely terrified. It curled up in my lap, shaking. Whimpering. I couldn't do anything, the wolf was over there, tending to it's own wounds. I don't understand."
Nick frowned. "Do you think it means something? That you've had it so many times?"
"I'd hope not. I'm such an idiot in the dream, I'm comforting the one in the wrong."
"Maybe it's trying to tell you not to do that? Like, not to make that mistake in real life?"
"Maybe." Jeff shook his head. "I just... I don't want to find out what happens next. I actually tried not to sleep tonight, to stop myself from having the dream again."
Nick shifted, wrapping his arm around Jeff. "You can't not sleep, Jeff. We just need to find out what it means before tonight."
"But the night's going to fall again. What if we can't figure it out?"
Nick set his head on Jeff's shoulder. "Smile, my boy. It's sunrise."
Jeff laughed, despite his anxiety. "Night at the museum? Really?"
"The chaos ends when the sun rises. Like with your dream. It can't touch you while the sun's up, Jeff."
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Back To Our Roots, Book One
FanfictionThad hasn't had the easiest life. It doesn't help that he's been called a 'she' for most of it. After attempting to end it, he enrolls in Dalton Academy. Meeting an old friend whose life he saved without knowing it, his old friend's boyfriend who i...
