There is nothing to fear but fear itself - Becca A (dark academia books to read .TXT) 📗
- Author: Becca A
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"Your the wolf we saw" I say in relization. She is, I remember, the eyes are the same, she is a wolf.
Liz grinned. She always does when I figure something out.
"Yup, which means so are you. Its a little confussing about who the wolf will be and who wont, but I just have a feeling that you and Bri are" she said. This was alot to take in, I'll tell you that. Im soal and spirt, Bri, Ice and wind? Maybe it is true....
The sounds of foot steps alerted us to the door. It opened slowly, hesitantly. Sean and Bri came in. Brianna jumpped on me, hugging me.
"Im sorry" she said, holding me tight.
"Same here kiddo, its okay" I said, hugging her back. It almost brought tears to my eyes seeing her like this. After a couple minutes I pulled her back, and she sat next to me.
I glared at Sean, and he shrugged, trying to hide his smile.
"Werewolf?" I asked. I was already beging to belive it.
"Yup, me, you, little Bri, Liz, everyone here just about" he said.
"Hey, Im not little!" snapped Bri. We all burst out laughing.
"Its true though Becca! We are! I remember when I was real little, I got mad,and the wide was going everywhere! It was crazy, dont you remember that?" she asked me. Great, Im the only nonbeliver. But I did remember, and the wind was crazy, it was the day the tree fell on the house.
"Yeah,I remember...But, I don't know if I can belive this right now" I said, shaking my head doubtfully.
"You have to, because it's true" Bri said stubbornly. Same old Bri.
Looking at the facts, Bri is a werewolf, so is Liz, so for a chance of me being one is pretty high, but there is nothing special about me.
"Okay, did you ever notice how you can hear really well? See really well? Can tell others emotions easily? And did you know that your father died right after you left?" Sean stated.
Yes, yes, yes, and no. Did not know that.
"So your telling me, I killed him?" I asked, slightly shocked.
"Well, yes, not pourpusly, but emotionly. You are soal. and you took his" Sean explained. I killed my own father? But...I didn't really want him to die. He was good when he wasn't drunk.
"B-but, I could'nt have.." I stammered. Soal? I belived now. Spirt, emotions? Check.
"Sorry, didn't mean to make you upset" Sean said gently. He lightly touched my arm.
"I wouldn't have ment to...are you sure?" I asked him, my eyes wanting to tear over. He nodded. I shook my head lightly, now was not the time to be a baby.
"Okay, I belive you now" I said.
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Publication Date: 01-09-2012
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Dedication:
To my bestfirends, I wouldn't have any inspiration without you all.
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