《My Brother's Best Friend Is My Mate》 Chapter 1: Welcome to my boring life Chapter 1: Wee to my boring life Beep! Beep! Beep! My rm clock continuously rings in my ears. I groan and grab my phone to shut off the noise as soon as possible. I hate mornings. Like really hate them! Especially Monday mornings. Going back to my boring sses after the wonderful weekend I had seems like the most horrible punishment someone could give me. Seriously, who invented Mondays? I''d definitely like to meet them to, you know, to sweetly smack their head and put some sense in it. I may be exaggerating but I am also not a morning person. The birds chirping as if it''s the happiest day on Earth, the kids jumping up and down before their parents are even awake, or the sun stroking my beautiful face from the window, a big NO. The only reason I wake up in the morning is to eat the yummy breakfast my mom makes. "Emerald, are you up?", my mom calls snapping me out of my thoughts. My mom normally gets up super early to prepare the delicious breakfast I was talking about earlier for me, her and my dad, and my two step brothers. "No mom! I''m not up", I holler back and stuff my head under my pillow. I live in a 2 storey house, with 13 rooms, with my family; mom and dad, and my two step brothers Damion and Sean. Yes, I have half brothers. I really don''t know much about the situation as they were both born ages before me. They don''t know much about their mom either. Mom and dad met when Damion was 2 and a half and Sean Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. was 3. She took them in as her own and I know deep down that she treats them as a mom should. My parents own arge jewelry store downtown, Damion is 20 and is at college studying business while Sean, 23, is an ountant. My brothers don''t live with us, but theye over almost everyday for breakfast or dinner. Or both. I get up to roll out of bed, but myzy body pulls me back down. ''Just 5 more minutes'', I tell myself. "Emerald, you need to get up right now!", my mom yells. "Fine, fine", I give in. I roll out of my extremely warm bed to start getting ready. I undress and wrap a towel around my slim figure, and head to my adjoining bathroom. I get inside the shower, turn on the cold water and take a quick shower, using my favorite body was that smells like strawberries. I quickly rinse off and dry myself with a towel and head back to my room. The smell of bacon and freshly brewed coffee floats upstairs as I find something from my closet to wear. I cannot focus on finding something to wear because of thinking about all that food downstairs. I shake my head firmly and concentrate. My belly growls. "Fuck it!" I decide to wear a green tank top that matches my eye color, light ripped jeans and white sneakers. I dress and finish doing my makeup, adding a little bit more mascara than I usually wear. I grab my school bag, my phone, and a watch the exact same shade as my blouse, and run downstairs. Down to the wonderful food! ''Yes! FOOD'', my brain yells. Chapter 2: Breakfast. Yaay!! Chapter 2: Breakfast. Yaay!! I run downstairs and head to the kitchen. Seated at the table, are my two brothers and my dad munching contentedly . My mom is at the counter fixing what looks like a cup of coffee. My dad must''ve heard mee down, because he motions for me to take a seat at the table. As I take my seat at the table, another rm goes off. "Noo!", I screech and look at my watch. Great. School calls in 20 minutes. What''s the point of waking up just for food, and then end up with none at all? I swear to God that the world or, most likely karma, is messing with me. "Why are you always so uptight", Damion teases, "being a few minuteste won''t kill." I re at him and resist the urge to stick my middle finger out at him. "Emerald, honey, don''t mind him. He''s just teasing you", my mom says as she walks over to me. She hands me a warm piece of toast that smells like damn heaven. I take one bite and swallow it. "Thanks mom!" "I''m going to get going now", I tell everyone. I tighten my bag straps on my shoulder and fix my watch on my wrist. Although I love food very, very, very much, school alwayses first. I have NEVER EVER beente to school before. Never. "Wait, can''t you stay to drink some coffee? ", mom asks as I leave. I wish I could mom, but I can''t! "I''ll get Starbucks on my way to school", I lie. Even the angels know that I won''t make it to Starbucks on my way to school but my mom buys it. "Bye mom, bye dad, bye Sean. " I grab my car keys and hurry to the front door. "What about me?", I hear Damion whine. I stop to hear mom say, "That''s what you get for teasing your sister. Now eat your breakfast so that you won''t bete for work", mom says as if talking to a child. I can most picture the defeated look on his face right now! I unlock the front door and race to my beautiful car. I smile and get in my Porsche. My baby! I start up the engine and start the drive to school. Because of how close my house is to the school, it doesn''t take long to drive to school. Probably 5 minutes tops. I park in my normal spot and turn off the engine, struggling to grab everything. Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org. ''Please don''t let me bete'', I beg my lucky stars. I run towards the swinging doors to enter the school as someone calls out my name. "Emerald!", the voice calls. It sounds familiar. It sounds like my ! - My best friend! My best friend Spencer can be seen running towards me, with exam papers in her hand, and her curly ck hair bouncing up and down as she races towards me. "Hey", she says as she approaches me, "didn''t you hear me calling you?", she asks. "No, sorry", I apologize as we both walk to our lockers. "Don''t sweat it", she assures me while taking out her books. "Talk about sweat", I gesture at her face. She wipes her face with her blouse. Spencer never wears make-up. She doesn''t need it. Her beautiful face furrows into a scorn as she pulls a textbook out of her locker. We both look at each other. "History" , we say in union. Yup, history is the first thing we have on Mondays. Let me remind you, this is especially why I hate mornings. Now you know. "Do you want to skip ss?", Spencer asks, a hint of amusement in her voice. I can tell she''s tricking me, because she knows I don''t skip sses. "Hell no. Not if you want to get a lifetime of detention from Miss Williams", Iugh. Spencerughs out too, holding her stomach. Miss Williams was our History teacher and damn was she brutal. "Well, let''s get going to hell then", Spencer groans. We''re both headed off to ss, when a high pitched voice, simr to the sound of nail running across a chalkboard, cuts through the air. "If it isn''t Spencer and Emerald, the biggest losers at Clover High." And just like that, my entire morning turns from bad to worst. Extremely worst. Chapter 3: Confrontation Chapter 3: Confrontation Spencer and I both spin around although we know who we are going to see. There''s only one person in the entire school with that annoying, screeching voice. Vanessa Harvey, the biggest whore in the school. Probably the continent. Beside her are her minion, a blonde bitch named Chloe and my best friend from kindergarten, Cam. Spencer rolls her eyes and cross her hands across her chest. "What do you want bitch?", Spencer asks bluntly. Vanessa looks surprised by Spencer''s bluntness but she hides it. "Can''t I say hello to my good friends? Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. Or should I say, the biggest losers in school!", sheughs, throwing her head back. Talk about losers! "I''d rather bebeled a loser, than be called what everyone knows you as", Spencer spits. By now, an entire arena of people were surrounding us, with their phones out videoing us. I send a re their way but they don''t either seem to notice, or care. "And what''s that?", Vanessa tilts her head to the side like a confused puppy. "First off, you''re a whore. And second, you''re a dumb bitch!" Before Spencer can continue her verbal assault, a teacher''s head pops up in the crowd. "Break it up people, break it up!", our English teacher Mr. Smith barks. "You all have 5 seconds to get out of here before I start giving out detentions like Justin Bieber concert tickets." All phones stopped recording immediately and the crowd gets smaller and people walk off to their sses. Thought so. "Come on Spence", I say as I tug on her shoulder. "We''rete for ss and besides, their not worth our time." I know Spencer won''t walk away so easily from this fight, but I swear if I have to, I''m going to drag her by her eyshes and get out of here. Miss William''s punishments are worse than any confrontation with a little bitch. She stops and thinks about it and then Spencer obediently allows me to tow her away from the almost murder scene. "This isn''t over Spencer!", Vanessa yells. She sounds livid as we walk away from her, ignoring her wrathpletely. "Oh, it is", Spencer mutters underneath her breath, but loud enough for Vanessa to hear. Vanessa continues to yell in the hall way, and her minions shout out words that I don''t think would be appropriate for repeat, but as Spencer and I walk away, her voice gets fainter and fainter. Spencer and I don''t wait until we''re out of sight to burst outughing. Weugh for a good 10 seconds until we recover from our deadly fit ofughter. "Did you see her face? ", I ask Spencer. "Yup", she replies wiping tears from her eyes, "I''m sure we made her extremely mad." "Really mad", I add with a wink. We both enter ss, earning a re from Miss Williams which we both ignore. Spencer takes a seat beside me as the teacher starts her long, boring lesson as I try not to fall asleep. Chapter 4: Have you heard about the party? Chapter 4: Have you heard about the party? After a bunch of boring old lessons, lunch in the cafeteria, then more boring lessons, I am finally free. I rotate my neck as I walk to the art room, listening to the satisfying crunch. I stand by the door, checking my watch every two seconds until Spencer appears. When we were kids, it was always Spencer''s dream to be a painter/ artist. We would always paint together, mostly things of nature. We painted trees, rivers and ponds and a lot more. There was this one painting though, that she loved a lot. It was a painting of a ck wolf. It''s yellow orbs were like a pond you could venture into and never return. The wolf was beautiful. Spencer brought it home and hung it in her room. When we were teens and I asked what made her love that specific painting so much, she simply answered and said, " There are a lot of things going on in this world that a lot of people don''t know about; things you can''t imagine. Things that are different. Like me." I didn''t understand what she was trying to say. I still don''t. "Earth to Emerald!", Spencer snaps. Iugh. "Sorry. I was lost in my thoughts." "What were you thinking about? ", she asked eyeing me. "I was thinking about us when we were in kidnagarten", I reply as we exit the school and statt walking to the parking lot. "Really?", she asked like an excited child. We both get in my car and I start to drive to Spencer''s neighborhood. Spencer and I talk a few more minutes before she ps me on the arm. "Ouch! What the fuck is wrong with you?", I ask looking at my hand where a red spot is now visible. "I just remembered something. Now shut up before you make me forget it", she said, snapping her fingers, which was a habit when she was thinking really hard about something. Which is rare. "Is it important enough to possibly get both of us killed?", I tease. Spencer rolls her eyes. "Have you heard about the party? Matt was telling me about it, this morning in homeroom. It is going to be lit!", Spencer exims. Matt Jones was the brother of a sexy, I mean, regr hot senior at our school. He was the definition of a sexy greek God. Girls would through themselves at his feet. Eww.. Okay, okay. I''ll admit it. I''ve drooled over him about one or two times. I think. But it''s all in the head. Spencer is the only one who knows that I have a big fat crush on him, although I know that he will never, ever in a bitrillion years, choose me over all the pretty, slim blonde girls at school AND in the neighborhood. "Nope. I haven''t heard of it. Are you nning on going?", I ask curiously. We were parked outside Spencer''s house, but I doubt she was concious of this. "Am I nning on going? Am I nning on going? Everyone''s gonna be there! Plus I know that YOU would rather die than miss a chance of seeing a nce of the Liam Jones", Spencer raises her eyebrows suggestively. "Stop it! ", I yell hitting her on the shoulder causing her to give me a dirty look. "Hey Liam!", Spencer says waving at Liam. And yes. He just so happens to be Spencer''s neighbor. God, if you''re listening.. When I look over to him, I see him drop a gadget he had in his hand, but it miraculously didn''t fall to the ground because he caught it. Damn, those muscr arms. I so want to lick his abs. '' Reel it in Emerald'', I scold myself. Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. Liam waves back. "Hellodies", he replies. And almost as quickly as he appeared, Liam disappeares. Spencer, smacks me on my forehead. "Hello. What are you thinking about Isaac Newton?", she asks with an exaggeratedugh. "Nothing. Just some random thoughts." Spencer grabs her bag, and gives me a quick hug, and jumps out of the car. "Bye. Remember to pick me up for school tomorrow. My mom''s gonna be working super early", she reminds me. "Yea. Bye." I back out of her driveway and drive back home. On my way home, it starts raining really hard. Because I didn''t bring my umbre today, I have to face the concequence of running in the rain to my front door. I unlock the door with a spare key, take off my boots, and my soaking coat and walk to my room. On my way upstairs, I can hear a voice. Actually more than one voices. In the living room is Damion sitting on the couch. And beside him is the guy. Yes, him. Just incase your brain doesn''t work as fast as mine, sitting beside my brother in my living room is Liam Jones. He''s my Brother''s Best friend. Chapter 5: Night of the Party Chapter 5: Night of the Party The rest of the week passed like a daze. On the evening of the party, which was Friday, Spencer caught up with me. "Hey, what are you wearing tonight?", she asked curiously. " I hope you haven''t forgotten about the party", Spencer continues. How on Earth could I forget? Spencer had made it her duty to remind me at least everyday following this morning. Although I''m not very big on parties, I definitely remembered this one. "I haven''t decided on what to wear. I''ll find something though", I shrug. Spencer looks at me, as if I''ve been brainwashed. "Em, have you lost your brain?", she asked. Her mouth was set wide open in the shape of an O. I closed her mouth with my hand, telling her not to do that because she''ll catch flies. "Why do you ask that?" "Because, Emerald Micka Stone, we are going to a party and Liam is going to be there. We can''t go there looking like nobody''s. I know you aren''t big on parties, but just do it this once. For me", she begs, showcasing her puppy eyes. "Fine!" Spencer squeals and jumps up and down like a child promised ice cream. Before Spencer can say anything more, her mom pulls up. "Shit, my mom''s here!", Spencer curses. I mutter a quick prayer, thanking the God of luck. Her mom honks continuously, causing her to run as fast as she can to her mom''s jeep. Her mom doesn''t normally pick her up, because she works as a full time vet. I wonder what came up. "Bye Emerald!", she calls over her shoulder. "Face time me when you get home." I tell her that I will, and watch as her mom''s jeep pulls out of the school yard. I walk over to my own car, and climb in. I start up the engine and leave school. After a few minutes, I pull up in our driveway and get out of our car. I open the front door, go inside and lock it behind me. It seems as if no one''s home; Damion''s at college, Sean is an ountant, and mom and Dad have their own jewelry store downtown, as well as a coffee shop that is run by my childhood baby sitter, Margaret. I run up the stairs and the dark hallway. As soon as I reach my room, I open the door and go inside, throwing my book bag on the floor. I kick off my shoes and climb up on my bed with my phone in my hand. I check for new messages, and upon finding none, I decide to face time Spence. The phone answers on the second ring, as it normally does. Spencer normally plugs in her earphones in her phone, which always automatically answers calls. "Spencer?", I say into the phone. No response. The video looks as if her phone is in something moving up and down at a incredible speed. "Spencer?" More running, no answer. Just as I''m about to hang up, the moving stops. The screen shows a massive brown wolf with blood dripping from its mouth. The area looks as if they are in the forest or somewhere with a lot of trees. Is Spencer at a movie or something. I squint and look at the screen. That definitely looks real to me. Are they chasing a wolf? But that wolf looks like a bigger than normal size wolf. I screen shot the image and hang up the phone, my thoughts whirling around my brain like clothes in a washing machine. I decide to stop thinking about it and go downstairs to get something to eat from the kitchen. The image of the wolf with the bloody mouth shes in my mind. I hope Spencer is okay. I decide to eat some cereal. I turn on the TV, in hope that I''ll find some thing good on Netflix. My eye catches teen wolf, one of my favorite movies, and I click on it. The movie starts and I ce the remote on the couch, beside me. Then a thought shes though my mind. Maybe I can find out the creature. It looked almost identical to a wolf, but there was something else about that wolf. Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. I let my curiosity get the better of me, and I ran upstairw to get myptop. I open a new tab on Google and began my search. Within 2 seconds, I found what I was looking for. I saw a picture of a wolf, with almost the same size as the one I saw on Spencer''s phone. I clicked on the article as quickly as a could. "Werewolves", the article read, "are mystical creatures with the ability to shift into a wolf, either purposefully, or after being ced under a curse or affliction with the transformation urring on the night of a full moon." The article exined that werewolves, had countless abilities, including Healing factors, immortality, night vision, shape shifting,, super human endurance, super human senses, super human speed, and countless others. Was that one of the things I saw on Spencer''s phone? Ipared the picture I had, with the screen shot I had. They were a match. Chapter 6: The party Chapter 6: The party I dressed my best and drove to Spencer''s house, where it took her five minutes to open the door. She was wearing a stunning party dress, all ready to go to the party. We walked over to Liam''s house where loud music was already busting through the windows. Before Spencer and I could even knock on the door, Matt opened it, a smile stered on his face. "Spencer! Emerald!", he greeted us. "Come in!" We returned the greetings and I gave the now 15 year old a gift wrapped in red and blue polka-dots. He thanked me and gave us room toe into the house. The stench of the party -the smoking, the drinking, bodies rubbing together- hit my nose and I looked around my surroundings. There were some familiar faces like Jessica, my preschool teacher''s daughter, and her best friend Amy. And there was Vanessa over in a corner near the stairs sucking out the tongue of one of the neighborhood''s school jock. Gross. "I''m gonna go get us some drinks", Spencer shouted above the loud music pounding in the air. "OK", I answered, a bit nervous of being left alone. This was just an innocent party? Right? To my relief, Spencer returned a few minutester with a smile and drinks in her hand. She handed me a red cup with liquid and told me to drink it. I have never drunk a tip of alcohol in my 17 years on Earth. I turned to Spencer to object, but she was nowhere to be found. Within a few minutes of waiting for Spencer, I realized that she had left me for good so I walked around and made small talk with some of my ssmates. After wrapping up a boring conversation with my math teacher''s son, I walked off to the kitchen hoping to find something to drink. I had abandoned my drink on the counter in the kitchen. I opened the fridge door and took out a bottle of water. I pulled of the cap, and started to chuck down the water. I walked off and was making my way out of the kitchen when I was crushed in the chest of a douche bag. I fell on the floor, straight on my butt. Ouch! I looked up and saw the one and only, sexy Greek God himself, Liam Jones, in the flesh. I looked up speechless with my mouth in an O shape. How entirely stupid of me! Liam looked down at me, extremely amused of how nervous I was but the grin on his face soon disappeared. He sniffed the air once, then again. Then he looked back down on me. He offered me his hand to take, which I did. A wave of sparks crashed into my hand, causing me to let go of his hand, and I toppled back onto the floor. Liam had a look of shock and pleasure on his face as he looked at me onest time and disappeared. A few persons were in the kitchen at the time, and a kind girl helped me to my feet. I walked out of the kitchen, inplete fury. That jerk! How dare he leave me on the floor like that? Didn''t his mom teach him any manners, or how to respect ady? The next time we meet, I will most definitely give him a piece of my mind. I was lost in my thoughts when I was crashed into by another stupid human being. Great. Is everyone so intoxi that they''re suddenly deaf? The person holds my hand and asks me if I''m alright. "Yea. But I would be better if you hadn''t crashed into me in the first ce-" I stop suddenly because of the person I''m talking to. No, it''s not Liam. It''s my ex boyfriend. Jack. Asshole.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Chapter 7: Flashbacks Chapter 7: shbacks *Start of shback* I park into my boyfriend''s driveway and grab all of the things we will need for our ns today. I unlock his front door with the key his parents gave to me before flying off to Mexico for their vacation and tip toe up the stairs. I have movies, snacks, my pillow and Poppy, my favorite stuffed animal from my childhood and I''m all nned for our anniversary . Today would make 9 months that we have been dating, and I''m so excited. I also talked to my mom about ''the thing''. Yes, ''the thing''. I 2ant to make him happy because I love him. And I know he loves me back. I just know he''s the right guy. By now, I''m outside his room. I reach for the knob to surprise my boyfriend until I hear a moan. And those sounds. No. No. No. I twist the door knob and send the door flying open like the start of the music video, ''Havana'' by Cami Cabello . And I front of my eyes, is an image that will never leave my mind. My boyfriend cheating on me. With another girl. In his bed. Where I was suppose to beying. Where I had my first kiss. Everything I have in my hand falls on the floor in slow motion, just like my heart. Jack pushes the girl off of him and shends on the floor, knocking over a few things. Jack wraps the sheets around his naked body, his faced filled with shock and regret. Then guilt. Everything vanishes from my brain and I feel... Empty. Not good enough. I open my mouth to say something but nothinges out. I can''t breathe. And I don''t need Google to tell me that I''m experiencing shock. "How could you?", I finally squeak. His face falls. "You weren''t suppose to be home until 5", came the reply. "That doesn''t make it right!", I shout on full crying mode. "How dare you cheat on me! I loved you." My voice gets soft and my throat feels as if it''s closing up. "I love you too baby. Come here", he holds out his arms. What. A. Fucking. Jerk. I walk up to him and my palm connects with the his cheek. "I hope you have fun with your vor of the week. Because We. Are. Done. Finish", I spit. I walk out of his room, and m the door. I run down the stairs and stop when I see a framed picture of us on the wall. I grab it and through it in the wall, the ss spreading everywhere. Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org. "Fuck!", I scream and yank open the door and walk to my car. Why does life have to be so fucking unfair? I start the engine and drive over to my best friend''s house, not even calling her to tell her I''ming over. I race up the wooden steps of Spencer''s door and knock it as loud as a person with a broken heart can. I hear Spencer running down the stairs and opening the door. "Emerald!", she greets me and then sees my ruined face. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Did Jack do this?", she ask concerned. I nod. "I swear to the Gods , I''m gonna kill him." Spencer drags me in a warm cup and brings me into the house, closing the door with her foot. She took me to the kitchen and gave me some tea, and we sang, "I will survive", six times. It took twelve cups of tea to survive that day. And one year. But it only took a matter of seconds for Jack to break my heart open. *End of shback * Chapter 8: Flashbacks Chapter 8: shbacks *Start of shback* I park into my boyfriend''s driveway and grab all of the things we will need for our ns today. I unlock his front door with the key his parents gave to me before flying off to Mexico for their vacation and tip toe up the stairs. I have movies, snacks, my pillow and Poppy, my favorite stuffed animal from my childhood and I''m all nned for our anniversary . Today would make 9 months that we have been dating, and I''m so excited. I also talked to my mom about ''the thing''. Yes, ''the thing''. I 2ant to make him happy because I love him. And I know he loves me back. I just know he''s the right guy. By now, I''m outside his room. I reach for the knob to surprise my boyfriend until I hear a moan. And those sounds. No. No. No. I twist the door knob and send the door flying open like the start of the music video, ''Havana'' by Cami Cabello . And I front of my eyes, is an image that will never leave my mind. My boyfriend cheating on me. With another girl. In his bed. Where I was suppose to beying. Where I had my first kiss. Everything I have in my hand falls on the floor in slow motion, just like my heart. Jack pushes the girl off of him and shends on the floor, knocking over a few things. Jack wraps the sheets around his naked body, his faced filled with shock and regret. Then guilt. Everything vanishes from my brain and I feel... Empty. Not good enough. I open my mouth to say something but nothinges out. I can''t breathe. And I don''t need Google to tell me that I''m experiencing shock. "How could you?", I finally squeak. His face falls. "You weren''t suppose to be home until 5", came the reply. "That doesn''t make it right!", I shout on full crying mode. "How dare you cheat on me! I loved you." My voice gets soft and my throat feels as if it''s closing up. "I love you too baby. Come here", he holds out his arms. What. A. Fucking. Jerk. I walk up to him and my palm connects with the his cheek. "I hope you have fun with your vor of the week. Because We. Are. Done. Finish", I spit. I walk out of his room, and m the door. I run down the stairs and stop when I see a framed picture of us on the wall. I grab it and through it in the wall, the ss spreading everywhere. "Fuck!", I scream and yank open the door and walk to my car. Why does life have to be so fucking unfair? I start the engine and drive over to my best friend''s house, not even calling her to tell her I''ming over. I race up the wooden steps of Spencer''s door and knock it as loud as a person with a broken heart can. I hear Spencer running down the stairs and opening the door. "Emerald!", she greets me and then sees my ruined face. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Did Jack do this?", she ask concerned. I nod. "I swear to the Gods , I''m gonna kill him." Spencer drags me in a warm cup and brings me into the house, closing the door with her foot. She took me to the kitchen and gave me some tea, and we sang, "I will survive", six times. It took twelve cups of tea to survive that day. And one year. But it only took a matter of seconds for Jack to break my heart open. Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. *End of shback * Chapter 9: Nothing has changed Chapter 9: Nothing has changed "What the fuck do you want Jack?", was the first thing I spat on my so called, bitch of an ex. He rubbed his neck with his hand and fixed his hair. "OK. I deserved that." I rolled my eyes. "Trust me, if Spencer was here you would''ve gotten hell. She''s been wanting to meet you. And she''s been training too." "I didn''te here to argue with you Emerald." A part of me feels so God damn good hearing him call my name. I want to strangle that part of me. And through it in a ditch. "Then what did youe for?", I challenge him. " I want to talk to you." "What?" "I want to talk to you", he tries again raising his voice up a notch. "What?", I say pretending not to hear him. "I want to talk to you-" Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. "I heard you the first two times dumbass", I snort. His face flushes. "Stop ying so hard to get." "What happened to Lia?", I ask referring to the girl I caught him cheating on you with. "She found someone else", he said looking pained. "Must''ve been hard for you." "Look Emerald", he says his face all serious, "I made a stupid decision. I can''t begin to tell you how stupid I feel for letting you go." "You never let me go. I was never in your hands." "Can we talk somewhere else private?", he asks. "No can do my guy", I say walking off. He grabs my hand, pulling my hand. I brush off his hand. "Don''t touch me." "Please", he begs. "Fine", I growl. I follow him upstairs and into a small bedroom far from most of the noise. "I want you to know that I made a stupid decision and I regret cheating on you. I know this is a lot, but can you forgive me?", he asks desperation evident in his voice. "I forgave you a long time ago. No hard feelings." He grins. "No hard feelings. And thank you, it means a lot to me. My parents hated me when they heard about what i did." I nod and open the door to leave. Jack''s hand finds it''s way once more to my hand. "Can you quit touching me? -" I''m cut off as Jack leans closer to my face, and kisses me. I pull away from him - obviously and wipe my mouth on my hand. His mouth tastes like alcohol and strawberries? "You are such a fucking jerk!" I hit him in his chest, and storm out of the room. I hurry downstairs and walk past a bunch of teens ying truth or dare, or beer pong. Passed out people are scattered on the couch, oblivious to all the trash that is on them. I walk outside to get some fresh air. I run my hand through my blonde hair and look at the sky. It''s dark, probably around midnight, but there is still enough light for me to see Vanessa sitting in thep of a totally different boy, sucking his tongue out, while he tries to prevent them both from falling off thewn chair, and two teenager under a tree making out. "Hey blondie ", a voice from in the dark greets me. A teen, who is apparently drunk or high on some shit, walks out of the dark, and towards me. "My name is Emerald, and I would prefer it if you took your drunk, creep ass somewhere else." He smiles at me and continues to stagger towards me. "Come on baby", he slurs, "don''t be like that." I make my way back inside and sit on a chair near a window. A few guyse up to ask me if I want a drink, or to dance, but I refuse politely. "Emerald!", a familiar, cheery voice calls. A drunk version of my best friend walk up to me, 100 percent under the influence of alcohol. "Spencer! Nice seeing you after you totally ditched me! Where were you?", I ask. Spencer ignores me and starts to sing, ''On the twelve days of christmas''. Chapter 10: Saturday mornin Chapter 10: Saturday mornin'' "Saturday mornin'' I jumped out of bed, and put on my best suit", I sang, music sting out of my head phones. I was getting ready to go out, I did my makeup and grabbed my phone. It was actually Saturday morning and I woke up in an enlightening mood despite what had happenedst night. The smell of pancakes polluted the air as I raced downstairs. I sniffed the air and waltzed in the kitchen. "Good morning mom", I chirpily greeted my mom. "Good morning honey", my mom replied. "How many pancakes do you want?", she asked as I sat at the table. Mom usually stayed back, while dad was out in the jewelry shop and Damion and Sean had breakfast. " 10", I joked. Mom joked and rolled her eyes but still brought over 5 golden pancakes and orange juice. "Thanks mom." "You''re wee honey", she smiled and went over to the sink to start washing the dishes. "You looked like you had a rough nightst night", mom said looking over her shoulder. "Wanna talk about it?", she asked. I told mom about my night, purposefully leaving out that my disgusting ex had kissed me. Mom seemed satisfied and ent back to washing dishes. I finished eating breakfast, washed my dish and cup, because mom had left out already, and went to the living room. I watched TV for a little, before driving over to Spencer''s house. I knocked energetically on Spencer''s front door. From our 14 year friendship, I learnt that Spencer was extremely ignorant when she had a hangover. I heard her m her bedroom door and groan as she walked down the stairs. She opened the door - sorry, I mean yanked - open and stared at me with nk eyes. She''s still wearing her bed robe and the fluffy puppy slippers I gave her 2 Christmases ago. Her untamed hair blew in her face and her pale skin said it all. She was the perfect example of a hangover. "Why aren''t you dressed yet?", I teased. Spencer shrugs and scowls in return. "My mom left early for work, and I wanted to sleep in. I didn''t know it was a fucking crime", Spencer said harshly. "I have Tylenol and I brought coffee. You''re wee." She stepped aside for me toe inside and mmed the door. I follow her upstairs to her room where she sits on her bed. I sit down next to her on her bed and gave her a cup of coffee. "What are you doing here so fricking early?" Spencer finally asks. "Spencer, it''s 10 o''clock", Iugh, "It''s far from early." "I need you to get ready. We have a lot to talk about." Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. 30 MINS LATER Spencer and I sit in separate booths at Joe''s Cafe. "Did you see Liamst night?", Spencer asks as we wait for the waitress toe back with what we ordered. "Nope", I said, popping the ''p''. Spencer nods and I turn on my phone to find some means of entertainment. Just as I was enviously looking at a Kylie Jenner Instagram photo, Spencer lened over and tapped me on my shoulder. Her pointy fake acrylic nail pointed to someone standing near the counter. I followed her finger to see who she was pointing at. It was Liam. Liam Jones. Chapter 11: Dont Go Look At Me With That Look In Your Eyes Chapter 11: Don''t Go Look At Me With That Look In Your Eyes The one waitress, yes the one that was taking our orders, leaned over the counter, wayy to much cleavage showing in her work clothes, and said seductively, "Can I get you anything?" She smiled and winked and Liam seemed taken back by her bluntness. I have no idea why, but I was angry with her for flirting with him. ''As it he''s your boyfriend. Why do you care?'' my inner voice sassed me. She''s right. Why do I care? I took a ketchup packet and started eating it. Don''t ask why, I have no idea. I don''t even like ketchup. I peaked back over to where Liam was. The slutty waitress was sliding a piece of paper across the counter, which I guess had her number. She rubbed her finger across his chest and purred. Gross. The ketchup packet busted open, spewing ketchup all over my blouse. Great. "I''m going to the bathroom to clean up this", I muttered. Spenceughed and I rolled my eyes and started to walk to the bathroom. To reach the bathroom, I had to pass Liam and that disgusting waitress. Liam looked at me from the side of his eye as I walked to the female bathroom. I yanked open the door and took off my blouse. The only undergarment I had on was my bra. I turned on the tap and took a few napkins and attempted to wipe out the ketchup stains from my blouse. Withins 5 seconds, the stain only seemed to spread. I groaned and cursed. I was stuck in the bathroom of a Cafe downtown, with no top. The door opened and I attempted to hide my exposed chest with my wet blouse. Liam was standing in the doorway, his hand still on the knob. His eyes changed to a golden color and he looked at me, sniffed the air, and screamed, ''Mate!'' He walked towards me and pulled me to his chest. It seemed as if fireworks had exploded in my body. Sparks flew through my body and I felt as if I was flying. I felt as if I was high on a drug, that I couldn''t get more of. Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. Liam sniffed my neck. He was so close to me that I could feel his hot breath on my skin. "Get off me", I said although I loved being close to him. Liam sniffed my neck and ced a wet kiss on my neck before he licked me. "What happened to your shirt?", he asked me. "Why do you care, go back to your vor of the week." " I can''t leave you", he growled. He took off his own shirt, and handed it to me, which I didn''t even realize because of how intently I was staring at his abs. I licked my lips and thought about what it would feel like to run my hand over his chest. His body. I shook my head of the dirty thoughts that had gathered and looked up to see a smirking Liam. "Like what you see?", he asked cockily. "I''ve seen better", I lied. I grabbed the shirt from him and walked into a stall to put it on. It smelled like bubble gum and cinnamon. When I walked back out, he was gone. Chapter 12: "Wedding bells are ringing." Chapter 12: "Wedding bells are ringing." Monday after school, I went straight home and barged into my room. Saying that I was bored, was school clothes and pulled on a Jean shorts and my longest sweatshirt. I opened a can of strawberry jam and stuck my finger in it. I know, I know, it''s disgusting and I''ll mannered, but I just love strawberry jam. In the meantime, I popped a packet of popcorn in the fridge and took a spoon out of the drawer in the kitchen and dropped myself on the couch. I opened Netflix and scanned through movies to watch. "Hmm, let''s see. What''s good to watch?", I asked myself. Riverdale caught my eye, so I clicked on it Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. and started watching it. My phone started ringing and I got up to answer it. "Hello", I blurted into the phone, a bit irritated because Riverdale was getting good. "Emerald!", my mom''s voice called from the phone. "Mom, why are you calling my phone. Are you in an ident? Did you crash into a truck? Oh, God, mom please tell me you''re alright." "Emerald honey, you are too dramatic", my momughed through the phone. " Can youe down to the store please?" "Sure. Give me five minutes." I hanged up the phone and went upstairs to change. When I looked slightly better, I ran downstairs where there was smoke flooding the kitchen. The fire rm was going crazy and I saw smoke pouring out of the microwave. "Oh shit", I cursed. The popcorn! I grabbed a pot holder and opened the microwave door, cautiously, just incase anything flew up in my face. I grabbed the burning packet of popcorn and threw it in the sink, and turned on the tap. I tried swatting away the smoke and soon enough, the kitchen didn''t smell so much like smoke anymore. I grabbed my car keys and got in my car and started driving to my parent''s store. In a few minutes, I parked outside and opened the door. "Emerald!", an almost familiar voice announced my arrival. It was Melissa, my mom''s friend. "Hi Melissa, nice to see you", I said as my air supply was cut short for a millisecond. You know, they love to kill you while hugging you. "You''re getting so big!", she squealed. "Yup. Almost an adult", I said which made mom raise and eyebrow. "When''s your birthday again?", she asked. I told her it would be next week Friday. "That''s great", she squealed. "Any boys? ", she asked wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "Nope, they''re all ugly", I snorted. Melissaughed, pping her knees. "You''re so much like your mom." "So Emerald, the reason you are here is because you are a expert on wedding rings. And I need you to help me to pick out a ring. Sounds good?" "Yup!", I said popping the ''p''. With the blink of an eye, I found the perfect ring. "It''s perfect", Melissa breathed out. Mom agreed and took the ring and Melissa took out the money to pay for the ring refusing a discount. "See you at the wedding", Melissa said as she waved to us and climbed in her buggy. "Oh I can''t wait to see you get married", mom said gripping my cheeks gently. "Not anytime soon", Iughed, which caused mom to through her head back andugh also. Chapter 13: Something smells fishy, and its not my week old socks Chapter 13: Something smells fishy, and it''s not my week old socks After Melissa left, I told mom I was heading back to Spencer''s house. I told her I would get home soon, and since it was gettingte, she packed up and left the store. Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. "Spencer?", I called as I unlocked her front door. No one answered and the house was unusually quiet. Knowing Spencer, she probably would be yelling her throat out singing Madonna. I called again but received no answer and I decided to go upstairs. I tried to think positive, but the thought of Spencer getting kidnapped crossed my mind. ''Spencer can protect herself, she''ll be alright'', I said to myself but it didn''t convince me enough. I heard talking before I opened her room door and I sighed in relief, letting out a breath I didn''t know I was holding in. But who was she talking to? I opened her room door and but her back was to me but I could see that she was talking on the phone. "What?", she said to the person on the line. "I''ll be at the pack in minutes", she stated before hanging up the phone. She turned around, and saw me and immediately turned nervous. "Uh, hi Emerald", she said and walked past me. "Where are you going?", I asked as we ran down the stairs. "What are you doing here?", she asked deliberately avoiding my earlier question. I frowned. "A question can''t answer a question Spencer." She turned to face me. "What are you, 5 years old?", she rolled her eyes. Iughed and followed her as she went in the kitchen. She took a water bottle out of the fridge and handed one to me. She seemed anxious, like she wanted to leave but someone or something was preventing her from doing that. Probably me. A notification popped up on her phone and her eyes widened. "I''m sorry Emerald, something came up", she said as she ran top speed to the front door. "Go home, it''s not safe. I''ll talk to youter", she yelled over her shoulder. She was running towards the woods. "You''re going the wrong way", I shouted but Spencer had long gone. That was... queer. I stood there, in shock for awhile before I got in my car and drove home like Spencer said. Someone ran out of my house, obviously in a hurry. I recognized it as...... Liam? What the hell was he doing at my house? "What are you doing here?", I yelled. He looked at me, then at his phone. He didn''t bother answering me, although I thought he wanted to. As always, he looked extremely handsome, and I wanted to push the hair that kept falling in his face off of his forehead. He kept eyeing me, as he was a hungry cat and I was a delightful piece of fish ced in front of him. But he said nothing to me. Liam ran to his car and drove off. Weird, I thought and went in my house. Like Spencer''s, my house was extremely quiet. "Mom?", I called. No one was home. I hope this wasn''t a prank they all thought of, because I wasn''t taking it too well. I called Dad, hoping he would answer, which he did on the 5th ring. Yup, father of the year. "Hey honey." His voice seemed calm but I knew him better than that. "Where are you and why is everyone acting so strange?" I thought about mom; she was supposed to be here before I came home. "Is mom with you?", I asked. "Uhmm", Dad thought. Before he coulde up with a quick enough lie, Mom''s voice floated down the line. "Who''s that?", mom asked. "Uh, Emerald. There''s a lot of static here, I can''t here you honey", my dad said through the phone. "What?! I''m not even talking. You better tell me where you are or else! -" I stopped when I realized he had hung up. Bummer. ''I''m definitely going to get him back in Father''s Day'', I thought as I miserably thought of something to do until my secretive family came home. Chapter 14: Uno reverse card Chapter 14: Uno reverse card The front door opened and I flicked on the light of themp beside me on the small table. I knew it was them. If you asked me, I looked like the clich¨¦ mom or dad who stayed up until their 16 year old daughter came home, beer on her breath with smeared makeup; I had on my bed robe, my feet were crossed in front of me and my face held a no- nonsense look. "Where were you?", I asked and stood up. They all look surprised and stood there with their mouth in a ''O''. They both erupted inughter and dad was the first one to contain himself. I will definitely remember this day when ites to putting them in a retirement home. "Are you auditioning for a 4ole in a TV show?", my dad asked. He chuckled and continued. "You look like one of those clich¨¦ parents." I red at him. "Where were you all?", I repeated my question. "I was worried sick, and I was left to fend for myself. I even cooked!" My mom you for one month without inte or food. We just had a little emergency to take care of", mom examined. "Anyways" , she continued rubbing her temples, " I''m going to take a shower and sleep. I had a really long day." She climbed the stairs and left dad and me alone. "Don''t feel bad kiddo", he patted my head and I let him. "We''re here and we''re never leaving." He kissed my forehead and started up the stairs. "Dad?", I said before he left. "Yes buttercup?" I cringed slightly at the name. "If my birthday isn''t good, can I sue you and mom?" My dadughed. "Sure", he responded before disappeared. I have crazy parents, but I love them either way. Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. I went up to my room and started to get ready for bed. "Yes?", she answered the phone. "Go to hell Spencer, you know it''s me." Although I knew she couldn''t see me, I rolled my eyes. " Are you going to talk about what happened earlier?", I asked. I heard Spencer sigh. "Can we talk about it another time please? I''m really tired." I reluctantly let go of the topi, but only for her sake. Spencer and I have never kept anything from each other, and I knew she would talk about it when she was ready. "Guess who I saw today?", I said remembering my encounter with Liam earlier. "Kim Kardashian?", she guessed. "No", Iughed. "Meghan Markle?", she tried again. "I''m not even answering that." Sheughed and continued. "I know, I know!", she squealed. "Who is it?", I asked, desperate to hear her answer. "Princess Diana!" OK, I am going to bed. "She''s fricking dead!", I scream. Spencer bursts intoughter. "Emerald", my mom called. "Are you okay? Who''s dead?", she asked, her tone sounding slightly worried. "No one mom", I hollered back. "Spencer and I were just having a heart to heart conversation." Mom went back to doing whatever the hell parents do, and I resumed my conversation with Spencer. "The person I saw was Liam, Spencer", I told her. She squealed and I could here her pping. "You really , really like him, don''t you?", she asked. I blushed. "Whatever." Spencer and I kept on talking until I didn''t hear her again, so I assumed she was slepping. I told Sleeping Spencer good night and hung up the phone. And before Shakespeare could say "Thou", the darkness took me away, and I weed it. Chapter 15: Kidnapped Chapter 15: Kidnapped Regardless of the crazy day I had yesterday, I still managed to get a good sleep. I woke up at about 10 am and brushed my teeth and polished off a apple and a gran bar. It was a fine day to jog; there were no signs of rain and the cool, mornjng breeze was abundant. No one was up as yet so I tip toed upstairs as quiet as a mouse and changed into clothes suitable for jogging in. I made sure that I grabbed my phone and my airpod because I needed to listen to music anytime I decided to jog. I walked down the street, for a little warm up and soon began to jog. After jogging about 4 blocks, I decided to head back home. While heading back, I decided to take a short cut that I had discovered a few months ago. Although it was through the woods, and I would probably get eaten by wild animals, it was a shorter distancepared to where I would usually walk. ''But what if something happens? There''s no one around'', my subconscious adds. Suddenly, doubts began to cloud my mind and I began to imagine every possible negative thing that might happen to me if I decide to take the shortcut. "You are such a wimp", I scolded myself. "You have taken this route more than once, the odds of you getting hurt or attacked is slim." I fi ally convinced myself enough so I took the shortcut. I was almost home when I thought I heard something. I took out my airpods and moved closer to where I thought I heard the sound. I stopped behind a small tree and listened. " Did you get what you needed?", a voice asked. Another one answered. "Yea, I did. But not quite enough as the Alpha wanted." Alpha? What the hell is a Alpha? Is that like a name given to someone in a gang? My brain churned. I turned to walk away, but lucky ducky me stepped on a slim, dry branch. Oh shit, I''m screwed! My eyes bulged out of there sockets. What if the persons whom I was eavesdropping on heard it? "What was that?" asked one of the voices I had heard earlier. I started to run but didn''t get far as I knocked up into something really hard. Probably a tree. I fell to the ground with a thud, holding my nose. I looked up to see the tree I had run up into but was surprised. It wasn''t a tree. A man was in front of me looking down at me with cold, nk eyes. "Didn''t mommy teach you not to listen to other people''s conversations?", he snarled. A deep wound, which looked fresh was streaked across his cheek and I couldn''t help but grimace. "N-no", I stuttered like a fool. "I mean yes. Yes. I''m so sorry, it will never ever happen again." I knew that I would never run into these guys again, but the look on his face suggested he was not a man to condone foolishness so I begged, hoping he would let me leave with my life. I attempted to get up, but stumbled. This time I got up sessfully and started to walk away but his bulk figure blocked me. "Not so fast", he smirked, but he had a warning tone. I turned to go the other way, hoping that he wouldn''t follow me, but two other men who I assume are the ones I heard talking, blocked me also. "What do you freaks want?", I shouted but my voice came out as weak yelp. I was scared. Before I could even start cussing them in colorful words, one of them signaled to the man behind me. I tried toprehend what he was doing, but a cloth mped over my mouth. I tried to scream and struggle, but strong hands held me down. Original content from N?velDrama.Org. My knees started to give way and my vision blurred. What the hell were they doing to me? And before I could think of anything else, I felt myself slowly cking out and I allowed the darkness to take me. Chapter 16: Im on my way Chapter 16: I''m on my way Why does my head hurt so much? I groaned and willed my eyes to open. What the hell? I was in a small cell with dirty bars and I sat up on a bed with blood stains on the sheets. Am I in prison? I wonder who I killed? I really hope it''s Vanessa; if it is, it was totally worth it. I tried to remember what happened before I ended up here. Then the moment where I stumbled upon a few creepy guys flew back to my mind. They had kidnapped me! But why? If I had ever known that I was going to die at 17, I would have actually sat back and enjoyed my childhood. "You''re awake", a voice too loud for my liking boomed. I jumped a little but tried to remain calm. "Who are you and where am I?", I asked my kidnapper. He was hidden in the shadows so I couldn''t see who it was but I knew from the voice that it was a male. He did not answer so I attempted to repeat myself but he interrupted me. "You can call me Ryan", he replied sounding clearly annoyed. Then he added, " Don''t even try escaping because you can''t. And no one is going to find you here", he finished and sat back on his chair and started reading what I think is a newspaper. I rolled my eyes and sat back down on the bed. "Someone is going to find me and they are going to lock your sorry ass in prison", I told him. Ryanughed. "Is that so, human?", he asked. What did he just call me? We all are.... Right? "Why did you just call me a human? We all are humans", I rolled my yes once more because I didn''t want him to know that I was curious. "Oh, there are so many things that you don''t know. So many things." Ryan went back to reading his newspaper, and I found myselfforting myself. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` Liam''s POV I was taking a quick walk around the forest because the rogue attacks around this area were increasing. But then my eyes came upon something I had not expected to see. There were two men Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. putting a girl into a the back seat of their car. Her tall blonde hair fell over the man''s shoulder and I couldn''t but wonder who she was. She seemed so familiar so I decided to take a closer look. Even if she wasn''t someone I knew, I would still help her; so. Ethjg didn''t seem right. As I approached the men, a scent I was familiar with warded off of them. They were rogue! I finally got a look of the girl'' face: it was Emerald! Rogues were kidnapping Emerald?! She had the most pleasant smell and it almost got rid of the putrid smell the rogues had. Emerald had been on my mind, a lot. She had such a wonderful smell that I couldn''t quite ce, or resist either. My wolf was restless from that time I saw her and my beta, Spencer and he was avoiding me but suddenly he appeared. ''M'', my wolf said. ''What?'' Sometimes he made no sense at all. Her repeated the same letter again and disappeared. As the van pulled away, I could not help feeling like I was attached to a string and it as pulling me with it. I mindlinked her parents and shifted into my wolf although I felt a bit discouraged. Don''t worry Emerald, I''ming to get you. Chapter 17: Fake it till you make it Chapter 17: Fake it till you make it I am so, utterly stupid. I''m sitting here waiting for someone to rescue me when no one who loves me knows where I am. I''m not going to sit here one more second like some damsel in distress. Instead, I''m going to help myself, like Merida or Mn. I feel like crying: I feel so helpless, I might not even see my parents again. I''m even going to miss stupid Damion who always makes fun of me. ''Atleast you have 17 years worth of memories to bring to the grave with you,'' My subconscious states but I decide to ignore her unhelpfulment. I''ll try to get someone''s attention, bust their ass like I''m Scarlett Johansson in the movies and get out of here. But unlike Scarlett, Ick the confidence and physical strength to actually kick someone''s ass. But, sitting down and waiting for someone toe and find me was a option I could not depend on, and it couldn''t be that hard. Right? "Hey Ryan?," I say trying not to sound too nervous. He gives me an annoyed look. "What?," he snaps looking from his newspaper to me. I rack my brain for one of the quickest lies. "Uh, I have to pee." I try doing the ''wee wee'' dance, which was quite embarrassing but I would do anything to convince him enough. He eyes me as someone would to a suspicious person and then heughs. "You don''t think I''m seriously going to fall for that are you?," he continuesughing. I cross my arms and give him a unamused look. "You don''t think I''m serious? Well, I guess you''ll have to face the consequences," I tell him and attempt to pull my tights. He stoppedughing. "What are you doing?" A look of horror has shadowed his face and internally I give myself a high five. "I''m peeing on the floor, since you obviously won''t be decent and let me use the bathroom." "You can''t do that," he stammers. "I can, and I will because I don''t have much of a choice, do I? I think you might want to cover your face with a surgical mask. Our pee doesn''t smell good, especially girls," I stage whisper to him and watch him have a entire battle with himself. The poor guy is freaking out, how sad. I should get a Oscar for my immacte acting skills. I might even think about bing a actress." Fine!, "he shrieks." What did you say?," I teasingly ask but I had obviously heard him the first time." You can use the bathroom,"he mutters and pat myself on the back in glee. Who knew being kidnapped would be so fun? He grumbles something to himself before taking out a key and when he unlocks the cell, I mentally high five myself over and over. Are all kidnappers this stupid? This guy might want to retire; I''m not the most convincing person on Earth and the fact that this guy fell for my act is a sign enough. Spencer would be so proud. I step out of the cell and then remember that I still have on the handcuffs. "Could you take these off too please?," I ask in my sweetest voice and bat my eyshes at him for more effect. He looks reluctant, but still slips the cuffs off of my hand. I was free! Time to get my n in action. Without warning, I knee him in his gut and jam him in both his eyes with my pointer finger and my index finger. He falls on the floor with a ''OOF'' and starts writhing in pain. I''m almost sorry for him. "Gerald!," he calls. "She''s getting away." He tries to get up so I kick him and he falls to the floor once more. I hear footstepsing, fast. Before I can even move, or decide where to run, someone grabs me. I try kicking and screaming but his hands are sped over my mouth and he has pinned my hands behind my back which is very painful. How are these guys so strong? "Give me those," he says to Ryan who is now getting up, sadly, recovering from his temporary downfall. I. Am. So. Dead. Handcuffs-- back on. Me-- captured again. Life-- unfair and will be tragic for me in a few minutes. I feel myself getting pulled back into the direction of the cell but I cannot do anything. Because I am useless. Before they put me back in, Ryan walks up to me. "Why didn''t she shift?," he asked. The person behind me seems as confused as Ryan and replies, "I have no Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. idea. Maybe she can''t." Ryan shakes his head. "But she''s a werewolf isn''t she? She doesn''t smell like a human, that''s for sure," he finishes. What in the human world are they talking about. As soon as they finish talking about me, Ryan''s face showcases an angry as well as pissed person. He punches me in my gut and I try not to hurl. Damn, that hurt like a bitch." Does that feel good?," he sneers and goes close to punching my guts out again but he''s stopped by a voice. "Hit her again and I''ll make you wish you were never born in the first ce, pup." Chapter 18: Saved, but the secret is out Chapter 18: Saved, but the secret is out That voice sounds familiar, too familiar. The person walks out of the shadows and that''s when I Text content ? N?velDrama.Org. recognize it''s Liam. Liam. What in the Greek Gods is he doing here? I thought Ryan looked angry but Liam looks so angry, I think he could burst. He is livid. I think it might be the lighting of this ce but, are his eyes yellow? Liam''s once soft, brown eyes have changed into a glowing yellow, or I think green color. Does he have in lenses? The man holding me let''s me go, and I stumble before I finally bnce myself. Liam''s eyes wander over to me sneaking a few nces when he thinks I''m not looking but this entire time he keeps ring at the two men who kept me hostage. He was acting like he really cared about my well-being , which he probably didn''t, but that didn''t stop me from feeling as if I was on fire. Then the most dumbfounding, iconic, jaw dropping, never seen before (call it whatever you may) happens: my kidnappers shift into massive wolves. Like, abnormally huge wolves. Ryan- or his wolf has dirty blonde fur and the other man has a scarlet- red color--the color of his hair. Are these for real? I''m waiting for someone to say, "You just got punk''d" and a man in a suit followed by camerase up to me but I don''t see any cameras and no one here looks like their trying to prank me. What the duck? I''m frozen in ce and I don''t need a doctor to tell me I''m suffering from shock. This is all too much to handle. "Run!," Liam yells as he too transforms into a wolf whose fur is as dark as midnight and I have to admit it makes it look super silky and soft. I run, as Liammands me to, and I try to run I the opposite direction. Once I''m out of sight and hearing from all of the chaos that''s about to go down, my eyes take a while to adjust to the light as the room I was previously in was only had quite dim light. I spot someone who looks like a girl or female, and she seems to be looking for someone. I see a metal bat and grab it and inch cautiously towards said person. She seems to sense me and she turns around. I drop the bat in a hurry, d I hadn''t killed my best friend on the spot. "Spencer!," I run towards her and she runs to me also and we both crush each other in a hug. "I thought I would never see you again." The tears I had almost spilled threaten toe. "I''m so d you''re OK," she says and she seems totally relieved. "Thank you so so much foring," I thank her. "But what about Liam?," I ask Spencer. I genuinely care for his safety, he rescued me so I care a little. "I saw some men-" Spencer cuts me off, "We''ll exin everythingter," she promises and I nod in agreement. I feel like I''m going to faint I frustration and from being overwhelmed. I feel like crying because I''m alive. All jokes aside, I could have died back there. Spencer pulls me outside and we run down a flight of stairs at the same pace. She holds my hand until we reach a car which is parked among the trees. We both get in and I sigh I relief as Spencer drives off, dust rising up behind us. I''m safe, I''m free. I''m alive. I lean back on the seat taking in a fresh draw of breath, allowing myself to rx a little because I''m alive. He came for me. Chapter 19: Someone has a little explaining to do (PART ONE) Chapter 19: Someone has a little exining to do (PART ONE) Spencer drives as fast as the car will go and my warning that we might get tickets for speeding doesn''t seem to have a toll on her at all. After skipping 3 red lights, we park outside of Spencer''s house. Before we get out of the fr she takes one look at me and her eyes linger longer than usual. "What?," I ask. She looks away. "Are you okay?" I feel bad for making Spencer worry. "Yes. But only because you saved me. Thank you," I gift her with another hug. "Are you sure you''re okay? I wouldn''t forgive myself if they did anything to you," Spencer shakes her head, and I assume she''s trying hard not to think about the people who almost killed me. Now I feel guilty. "Spencer look at me. You are nothing but the most amazing person I know, and youre brave too. I don''t want you to ever feel like you haven''t done enough for me and I would never me you if anything happened to me." Spencer nods and finally seems more at peace with herself so we step out of the car and enter her house. Spencer had to take a call, and she went up to the bathroom to speak to the person in private. I was pacing up and down like a worried penguin and I didn''t even hear Spencere back downstairs. "Emerald?," she says her tone sounding slightly worried, "What''s wrong?" I stop pacing and sit on the edge of her beige couch. "Nothing. Nothing is wrong," I rake my fingers through my hair. "It doesn''t seem like nothing. Spill," she demands. And I almostugh because this is the Spencer everyone knows and loves. I give in. "I don''t know why, but I''m worried about Liam," I admit. "What if those guys do something to him. If they-" I stop myself from imagining every single bad thing that might happen to Liam. If anything were to happen to him I would never ever forgive myself. Spencer giggles. "Is that really what you''re worrying about? Trust me Emerald, Liam has been doing this for years. He can handle himself." She squeals and covers her mouth, realizing she has said too much. "Are you hungry?," she quickly changes the subject. Iugh. "I could eat an entire cow!," I exim. Spencer grins. "I don''t think McDonald''s sell cows," Spencer chuckles and cracks her knuckles producing a satisfying crunch. After Spencer and I finish eating as much nuggets and fries as we can and drinking about 3 or 4 ice teas between us both, we both sit in her room to discuss the activities of our current situation. I''m sitting on her floor of Spencer''s room in a loose T-shirt andfy sweatpants. I''m surprised that I''m behaving so calm after everything that has happened and I almost even died. A thought shes through my brain, "Did you call my parents? Ohmygad! They must be extremely worried!" I''m having a battle with myself until my best friend snaps me out of my self loathe party. "They already know," she responds as if it''s the most casual thing ever and starts picking her nails. "Did you tell them about what happened?," I ask suddenly panicking. Spencer looks up from her bright pink manicured, delicate fingers. "Of course silly. Your dad would freak if he didn''t know." Before I can ask her to exin what she means I hear the front door open and clothes. I look at Spencer, my eyes bulged out, but she looks at me as if it''s the most normal thing for an unknown person toe into your house." Why are you not freaking out?," I ask Spencer and scurry under her bed. Spencer continues to giggle as the footsteps are heard on the stairs and I have to wonder if she is high or taking drugs. Her door opens and ck boots appear. "Where is she?," a masculine voice asks. I feel the bed dip and assume that Spencer just got up off her bed. Is this her drug dealer? " Nice to see you too Liam," Spencer says her sassy selfing out. Wait... Liam? Liam''s face appears down to my level and I scream almost hitting my head on her bed board. "Emerald?," he sounds sad. I crawl from under Spencer''s bed and embarrassingly look up at Liam. "Hey," I say casually. Liam looks a bit nervous, he scratches his neck. "Uh, hey." Spencer looks at me and a evil grin appears on her face. "I think I might need some water downstairs. See you guyster!" She leaves the room and doesn''t look at me but that doesn''t stop me from ring at her. "So...," I say as Liam rocks back and forth ufortably in the silence. We both try to talk at the same time but end up interrupting each other. "You can go first," I tell him. He drops his hand to his side. "I''m really d you''re okay," he states and looks me dead in the eye. As if he cares. Does he? Maybe. Maybe not. "I''m Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. d you''re okay too," I say genuinely and Liam looks taken aback. "Really?," He sounds surprised and.... relieved. "Yea totally. Thank you for what you did back there." "I would hate if any thing happened to you," he said causing my stomach to flip. "Thanks," I mumble and decide not to say anything more. I don''t know if it would be okay to talk about what happened back there. I know I should be freaked out but surprisingly I''m not. Lucky for us both, Spencer decides toe in this exact time. I throw daggers at her but she ignores me. "Liam, can youe downstairs for a little?, " Spencer asks as if this was her first time bossing around Liam. They shared a amused look, and they both walk downstairs leaving me around. After a few minutes, Spencer calls me downstairs. "What?," I try my best to appear mad at her but no one can stay mad at Spencer for long. Which is annoying, by itself. "You''re going to need toe with us." I scoff. "Are you asking, or telling me? You can''t make me go somewhere I don''t want to go," I try to be difficult. My best friend shoves my shoulder in a friendly manner. "No one''s forcing you to go anywhere stupid, your parents want to see you." I try not to act surprised. "My parents are where you''re taking me?," I ask confused. "I thought they were home." Spencer shakes her head. "Nope," she says popping the ''p''. "They took a little trip, and so are we." I groan. "You know I hate trips." Spencer drags me up to her room to get ready I assume. "Well, you better buckle up. It''s gonna be one looong trip," Spencerughs. Chapter 20: A mansion Chapter 20: A mansion After what seems like a decade, but was actually just a few hours, the car we''re finally stops. I hadn''t even realised we had stopped or else I would''ve gotten right out. It was dark, I couldn''t see outside because of the tinted windows but I heard crickets noisily chirping and in a distance nocturnal animals scurried about. My eyes were closed and I felt Spencer shaking me violently. I got up and rubbed my eyes as if I had just woken up. "What?" I said and yawned. Spencer''s face was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes and she was up really close to my face. I sat up in the backseat as Spencer spoke. "We should go inside, it''s reallyte." She said and opened the car door. I followed her, closing my car door behind me and stared up at the house. "Omg", I gaped and Spencerughs. Unconsciously I climb the steps leading up to the house where we pass a huge, no ginormous water fountain. I ask Spencer, who isughing at my expense, what Liam does for a living. "Bill Gates is his sugar daddy." She said nonchntly in a duh tone. I burst outughing holding my belly, I felt like I couldn''t breathe. After my momentary outburst I get up off the floor where my feet had crumbled up, wheezing. "I''m joking", Spencerughs. "He sells cocaine." Iugh again but not as hard like the first time. Spencer turns serious and states, " Liam owns a few businesses, here and there, hotels, restaurants, banks. And I wasn''t joking when I said he sells crack." I knew she was joking at thatst part. By now we had made it to the top of the steps and Spencer opened the door. We stepped inside and I couldn''t help but marvel at how elegant and immacte the interior of the house, no the mansion, was: a glistening ss chandelier hung in the ceiling shining over the entire room, I saw a few paintings hung up on all the walls creating a beautiful picture, flowers and decor, and a few random furniture that looked really expensive. Liam''s house gave Kylie Jenner a run for her money. A man in a tuxedo came up to us. His jet ck hair was gelled back, and he had a moustache that looked quite funny to me. I fought the urge to pull it as he spoke to us in a delicate French ent. While he spoke to Spencer, I gazed around trying to entertain myself. Soon after Spencer nudged me, a sign that she was finished talking to the man with the French ent. "That''s our butler, Leonardo." She said pointing to him as he scurried off to what I guess was the kitchen. "We should go upstairs", Spencer continued. I wandered to the stairs but Spencer stopped me. "I don''t think you would want to climb five (5) flights of stairs. Let''s take the elevator." I stood beside Spencer inside the elevator and I could literally hear my own heart supposedly pumping out of my chest a little louder than than normal. Let''s just say Final destination has blessed me with an unlimited amount if paranoia. "Are you okay?" Spencer asks sounding like she''s withholding augh. It''s not that I''ve never been in an elevator before, it''s just that my fear of dying in an elevator is extremely high at the moment. "You''re going to be okay", Spencer tries to calm me down because my chest is heaving up and down like a balloon letting out air. I close my eyes and after what seems like forever I hear the beep of the elevator and run out as soon as the door opens although I almost slipped and broke my back against the mahogany wood floor. Spencer finally startsughing but stops as soon as I give her a death re. "I am never going back into an elevator", I swear, "even if it''s 10 flights. At least I''ll lose some calories and look as hot as Meghan Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Fox." Spencerughs again and I trail behind her as she lead me towards a golden brown door. There seems to be talkinging from inside, as if alot of people are in there but Spencer doesn''t seem to mind as she turns the door knob, opening the door. A few unfamiliar faces peer out at us but the weird thing is that they all appear to be waiting for us. My bestfriend and I. Chapter 21: Is there something youre not telling me? Chapter 21: Is there something you''re not telling me? There is silence as we stare back at the people in the room. The silence is so thick you could take a bite out of it, if you''re interested in eating silences that is. A voice, more like a screech is the one to break the silence. Oh god, I''m going to be attacked by a gori, I think. So this is how it ends. My mom appears looking totally non gori to my relief and crushes me into a hug. For the first time in forever I actually appreciate her hugs which cut off my air supply for as long as she wants. I wrap my arms around her, it kind of feels like I haven''t seen her in more than a month but it has actually just been a few hours. "Omg Emerald! I thought I would never see you again." She says and finally lets go of me but starts to look at my face for scratches or cuts I assume. That''s my over protective mother for you but I couldn''t love her any better. "Well don''t hog her all to yourself Emily," my dad''s voice teases. He appears through the crowd and I can''t help lunge at him. "I told you she would miss me too." My dad smirks at my mom and Iugh. "I missed both of you", I say as my Dad kisses my forehead. I hear a cough behind us and almost immediately remember that I''m in a room with strangers. I feel awkward all of a sudden. I look over to where Spencer is still standing at the doorway and I see my parents go over to thank her, probably for saving my ass. I finally look up and around the room where people are actually minding their business or pretending to do so. A few of them are scribbling on notepads while others are busy talking to each other. My eyesnd on someone I''m not quite ready to face yet but I go over to him either way. He is seated at a desk with a few people looking as casual as Liam Jones can manage. "Uh, can we talk?" I say to him and he looks surprised for a second before he motions for me to follow him. He opens the door to what looks like a office and sits at the desk. "What can I do for you?" He looks as if he is trying to hold himself back but I try not to look or feel afraid. He is half human, half monster but he did save me so that counts for something, right? I scold myself for thinking I could talk to him, what if he kills me. Get it together, Emerald. "So, um.... I just want to thank you for er.... I want to thank you for saving me from those guys." I shudder at the thought of what would''ve happened if Liam had arrived a minuteter. "So, yeah. I''m gonna go now." Liam just nods and I feel like an idiot. I go in the direction I thought I came from but end up somewhere I had obviously not been before. Great, I''m lost. It seems as if the world has some unspecified beef with me that hopefully clears up or else I''m going to be dead by Monday. Well if that''s the case then I guess I won''t have to go to school. Lucky me. Suddenly I feel someone''s presence then look up to see a handsome, blonde haired guy looking at me. More like looking down at me because he was extremely tall. And hot. Wait up a Original content from N?velDrama.Org. minute. "Uh, hi." I say and start to tell him that I''m utterly lost. He introduces himself as Alex and I tell him my name. The one I made up anyway. I described the room I was in and Alex starts walking. "Follow me", he says and leads me towards a dark hallway. The small part of my brain that helps me survive tells me to stop. Alex senses my hesitation andughs. "It''s okay if you don''t trust me.I didn''t trust anyone except Alpha Liam when I first came here." Again with the weird word. ''Alpha''. I decided to do my researchter. Maybe it''s some sort of alias that the leader is given? It sure sounds like a title. The screws in my brain were turning like the Earth on its axis. There were so many things that I was unfamiliar with, which wasn''t good. I started to follow Alex again, something told me I could trust him. And whether or not that was the most sensible thing ever I still decided to do it because I''m stupid. "Emerald!", a voice yells. Since when did I be so sought after. I match the voice to the face as Spencer runs towards us, her eyes narrowing when she sees Alex. "What the hell are you doing?", she screams and I''m not sure if it''s at me or Alex. I hope it''s Alex. "Uh, I was trying toe back to where you were but I gotst. Big story", I finished but Spencer wasn''t looking at me. "Beta Spencer, I was trying to get the Luna back to the meeting room", he said gesturing to me, " I really didn''t mean any trouble." Spencer doesn''t say anything but is giving the guy a death re. I feel back for him because I''m the one who asked him to get me back to the room and he volunteered without blinking an eye. "Spencer it''s really not his fault. He''s telling the truth." She seems to soften a bit but the hard ring her stare doesn''t leave Alex. "Don''t mind her", I tell him as my maverick bestfriend pulls me away, " I''ll see you around!" When we''re finally far away from Alex, Spencer starts her lecture. "What were you thinking! You cannot just walk away with strangers like that, and you most definitely cannot just trust everyone who tells you they mean you well!" I feel like I''m having an argument with my mom, who am I kidding, Spencer is my mom. But she''s right, I''m too naive for my own good. "I''m sorry", I apologize and Spencer softens. "Look, I just don''t want anything to happen to you. You''re my bestfriend and I wouldn''t forgive myself if anything happens to you on my watch." I hug my bestfriend and I''m surprised she hugs me back because Spencer isn''t too keen on hugs. I realise we are outside a room and Spencer opens the door revealing one of the biggest beds I have ever seen. I run and jump on it andnd on the soft spread. "I''m going to fall asleep right here", I say and Spencerughs. And that''s exactly what I do. Chapter 22: Nightmare Chapter 22: Nightmare Another fist rams into my gut and I almost hurl on the spot. I can feel the blood in my mouth, tasting like iron. I''m also sweating alot. The three men confront of me wear grim expressions and are most likely enjoying torturing me. "Speak bitch. Tell us where he is." The one dishing out the punches hisses. In the form of an answer I spit blood in the direction of his face and he quickly turns beetroot red. Oh, the irony. The man in front of me wipes his face with a cream colored hand kerchief then turns his attention to me. Let''s call him Danny for now. Danny punches me again, this time in my face and I think I hear my nose crack. Oh well. I fall to the floor feeling limp. Danny and his friends have a goodugh, clearly enjoying seeing my blood flow. I feel strong arms heave me back up from on the cold floor and just as Danny is going to deliver another blow, a blood curdling howl pierces through the air. I hear a big bang then a ck wolf appears, its flowy, soft fur I assume as ck as darkness, you almost can''t see him. Angry green eyes stare back at us and I see him leap up at the men, tearing their flesh apart. My body crashes to the floor once more and as my eyes fail me I think about a ck wolf. "Emerald!", a frantic voice calls to me. I feel my body shaking and I reluctantly open my eyes. Spencer''s point face appears and she looks extremely worried. "Hey", she smiles as I sit up in the bed. I feel cold all of a sudden even though I have thick burgundy covers around me. "What happened?", I ask and rub my temples, willing my terrible headache to go away. Spencer''s eyes dart away from mine."You had a nightmare." She says and looks back at me. The memories of my nightmaree flooding back and suddenly I feel overwhelmed and tired. "Yea", I reply and my bestfriend asks me if I remember anything at all. "No", I lie. I didn''t want to worry anyone with my burdens. Anyways, it''s just a silly nightmare. "Are you sure?", Spencer asks and I nod. Her nce suggests that she doesn''t believe me but she doesn''t press me with any other questions. "Where can I take a shower?", I ask. More than anything right now I want to take a shower and rinse all my worries away. Spencer shows me the way to the bathroom and leaves after telling me she''ll be back Original content from N?velDrama.Org. with clean clothes. In the bathroom, I observed it was cleaner than I had originally imagined and was as elegant as anywhere else in the house. I took off my clothes and stepped in the shower. I turn the shower on and set the shower head at the angle I want. A refreshing spray of water hits my face and I shiver as the cold water runs down my body. Surprisingly a feminine body wash was present in the bathroom that smelt likevender and I decide right then and there it was my new favorite body wash. I also wash my hair with a Aloe Vera voured shampoo and conditioner I found in one of the cabs. After the refreshing shower I feel totally different, more rxed as if someone has pressed the restart button to my life. My headache was still present but still I felt way better than I had 50 minutes ago. I take a clean towel and wrap it around my body as I step out of the shower and leave the bathroom. On the bed are some clothes, perfume and makeup that Spencer had left before I hade out of the shower. I settle with a mid rise denim shorts and a white blouse matched with ck ballet ts. Now that I''m dressed, I need to do my hair. I do my hair up into a high ponytail using one of the countless hair ties I keep on my wrists. "Emerald?", someone says and Spencer steps into the room. "Hi", I say. She smiles I think she looks impressed by my overnight change. "You look awesome", Spencer states. If I were her I would give myself an Oscar; not everyone can transform themselves from looking like the walking dead to a normal seventeen year old girl. It takes talent. "So what do you think about breakfast?", Spencer asks and my headache disappears immediately. "I think that''s a wonderful idea", I say and Spencer''s