They both stare at me arms crossed. Crap I thought this is just what I needed for two nosy wolves to find out that I fight. Looking at both of them I can see a big difference. Jim is looking at me with concern and worry but Eliot looks at me like I'm a disappointment. "What are you doing here?" I ask while wiping the blood away that keeps flowing from my nose. Jim pushed past me grabs my and and sits me down. All before it registers what happening. Eliot sits in front of me while Jim grabs the first aid box sitting on my desk. When he reaches me he starts patching up my cheek and nose. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!" Eliot slightly yells. When I don't answer he continues. "THIS IS FREAKING ILLEGAL!! YOU COULD GET YOURSELF ARRESTED!" I scoff and roll my eyes. "Like that'll happen." I say in a cold voice. "What if it does then who will take care of your brothers, huh? I assume that you three being in foster care means you do t have any family left. And that you aren't old enough to even have custody over them." Jim chipped in while applying alcohol to my cheek. "Look no one can catch me I've made sure of that. And I have a back up plan in case it does happen." I shrug it off wanting to end this whole conversation. They were right about one thing though. I had no family left. I mean not one that would love me the way I wanted. I always thought that I would grow up with both parents alive and I'd go to college meet cute boys, watch my brothers grow up into strong men, get married some day to someone I wanted to marry. Heck maybe even help people look for their lost family members. But all that dreaming had been flushed out. That little girl in my past has died because she was abused for most of her life and no one knew because she never told anyone…. She wasn't aloud to tell anyone. "Chloe are you listening?" Eliot said pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked at them and saw concern. I had only gotten this look from my mother and it hurt to see anyone give me that look. It made me feel like all the emotions I buried when she died would resurface and that scared the hell outa me. I stood up and walked past them and grabbed my hoodie. I always wore something to cover up the scars he had given me. I didn't need them to know more about my past they knew enough as it is. "Let's just drop it and go back. I have a family to protect." I said as I left the room. I didn't wait for them to follow I just left. I got in my truck and went back to my brothers.
When I pulled up I saw a light in the big house it looked like Michelle was up. I ignored it and went into the little house we were borrowing. The boys were still asleep so I went and showered and cleaned up to my wounds and bruises. I had big ones on my ribs and outer left thigh and not to mention on my cheek. My cheek and nose would be the hardest to cover up but as long as the boys didn't see them then I'd be ok. I'd just not react when they hit the bruise. All they needed to know was that I fought and won not that I got hurt in the process. After take a warm and relaxing shower I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. Then I collapsed in my bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Chloe's nightmare *POV*
I was surrounded by darkness. It didn't scare me but what was behind it scared me. Suddenly I zipped back into my room in Kansas. I was sitting on my bed when I realized where I was I jumped off the bed and ran to get out of there. Something grabbed my arm and slammed me into the wall. I stared at him….. at Blake. He was right there and his cold green eyes froze me. He leaned down and kissed me. It was a deep passionate one but it lasted for a couple seconds thankfully. Then he whispered in my ear, "You are mine now. You can never escape me. You think I don't know where you and your brothers are but I do and I'm coming for you." He laughs and his voice echoes in my head. "I'm coming for you!" "I'm coming for you!" Then his laugh echoes so loud it hurt my head!
*Out of nightmare*
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" I scream jolting up in bed. Panting I look around. I'm back in Canada far away from Blake. "I'm far away from him. He won't get me can't can't find me. Don't let your fear of him take control. Remember you don't fear him you hate him. He will never hurt you again." I tell myself over and over again until I start to believe it. But in the back of my mind I can hear his laugh. It's taunting it's the only thing that keeps me running. I wish it were true though as much as he has traumatized me I only ran because I needed to protect my brothers if it weren't for them I wouldn't have ran. When I ran I had so much fear in me. I still do but I have learned to burry it and not let it control me. "Maybe I should talk to granny about her offer that she made yesterday." I whispered to myself. She had asked me if I wanted to go meet with other werewolves but I said I'd think about it. She said they would keep up safe and that with them around no harm would ever come to us again. Some reason I seriously doubt that but if it could keep us safe that we rarely saw danger then maybe it was worth a shot. Deciding to except the help I got shoes on and went and put some makeup on so they wouldn't see the cut and bruise on my face. A couple minutes later I walked into the big house and sat down in front of granny lil. "I'll take you up on that offer as long as the twins don't get hurt." I said my voice was hoarse. She smiled and nodded, "I promise they won't get hurt. We can plan a trip to the pack in a month if you want. It'll give you time to get to know us." Granny reassured. I nodded then got up to go get the brothers up and dressed. And tell them that we were going to go on a trip in a month with Jim, Eliot, granny lil, Michelle, Tanner, and Eli.