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After I convinced Grayson that I was fine, I walked inside the school to my locker. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and I dialed Melissa's number.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Melissa, something happened. I-I need you to come get me. It's bad. I-I think something is happening to me," I said, leaning against the lockers.
"Okay. I'm on my way. You're at the school, right?" Melissa asked, calmly.
"Yeah," I said, quietly.
"I'll be there in five minutes. Stay put," Melissa said before hanging up.
I put my phone back in my pocket, and I closed my eyes. It was like a nightmare. It had to be a nightmare. It couldn't be anything else.
Watching Grayson die replayed in my mind, and I felt tears in my eyes.
"Brooklyn, I'm here," Melissa yelled, making my eyes pop open.
She walked over to me, and I hugged her. She hugged me back, and a tear fell down my cheek.
"What happened?" Melissa asked as we broke apart.
I told her what happened in the car, and her face fell.
"Brooklyn, I think you had a vision," Melissa said as we drove away from the school.
"A vision? How?" I asked Melissa who looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Um, I don't know," she replied, gulping.
"You sure?" I asked her, making her nod.
"Yep. When we get home, you need to go get some rest," Melissa told me.
"But-.." I started but she cut me off.
"No buts. Go straight to your room, and get some rest," Melissa said, sternly.
I sighed, angrily, but I nodded. When we got to the house, I ran to my room. I laid on my bed, mumbling.
"Please lower your thoughts!" Melissa yelled, making me groan in my pillow.
My phone buzzed beside me, and I looked at it to see Grayson texted me.
Grayson: Are you okay?
Me: Yeah just had a huge migraine.
I put my phone down but it dinged again. I looked at it to see Grayson texted me again.
Grayson: Okay well I had an amazing day and it's all because of you.
I smiled at the message before texting him back.
Me: Me too. I'll see you tomorrow.
Grayson: See you tomorrow.
I shut my phone off before closing my eyes. It didn't help though. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Grayson dying in front of me.
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WerewolfA secret hybrid. A charming Alpha. Mates. What could go wrong? ************************************** Brooklyn Jones is a hybrid. Her mother was the Alpha's daughter, and her father was a vampire. At the age of fifteen, they died in a fire caused by...