Sequel to Truth! If you are reading this...you should read Truth first if you want to understand this story! Thanks ~Izzie
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By Dazzled4Life:
Prologue
Nope. Not a chance. This isn't really happening. It can't be.
Oh! Maybe I have been in a coma for the past year! That will certainly explain the impossible. This was all one big dream. It's my delusional coma-mind doing all the thinking. If I could pinch myself right now I would just to make sure I was alive.
Voices were swirling around in my head and at first I couldn't make sense out of them.
"Are you okay?"
"Whoa. I didn't see that coming!"
"Dude! Can you move?"
The voices wouldn't stop! How can I make them stop?
My head was spinning as I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry at first and nothing made sense. The people that were just in front of me aren't there anymore but I can still hear their voices. Have they done something to me?
I tried as best I could to clear my mind, but with no luck. I wish someone would just tell me what was happening.
Finally I saw someone in front of me that I recognized. It was Quil. Thank god! Some I actually know!. Oh wait. I know what this is. Oh my god. The pieces were finally coming together…
I stood up, but fell. I knew very well what was happening to me now, but I just couldn't adapt to it. I didn't know how to deal with this. Well, I can't describe it with any other word but…change.
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Chapter 1-Are You a Zombie?
Mae's POV
For a while I forgot about everything. It was just me and Seth. Together. He was okay and he was still all mine. I was glad to see that even after whatever went down in Mexico, Seth still wasn't able to keep his hands off me because I sure couldn't resist either. Especially not now.
After many kisses, cuddles and "I love you's" Seth decided it was time to go. To be honest I forgot where we were.
"We should probably get over to Sam's now." Seth said, sitting up. It sounded like he was horrified at the thought of going to Sam's.
"Seth? Are you okay?"I asked, also sitting up and wrapping my arms around Seth's torso.
"Yeah. I'm fine."He said, carefully unwrapping himself from my arms and getting up off the couch, avoiding eye contact with me.
"Seth, you need to tell me what's wrong." I told him.
"I know, and I will…just not now." He said, making quick eye contact with me, and then looking away. He grabbed my hand, walked over to the counter, and dragged me to the car without one word.
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Sam's front yard and driveway was filled with cars. I assumed that we were having some kind of celebration for winning. But, somehow I got the feeling that was not the case.
Seth led me inside without words again and refused to look me in the face. Everyone was crowded in the narrow hallways of Sam's house and nobody was saying a word. They were all looking at me with sad eyes. I didn't understand.
I walked by Claire. Her head was in her hands and she was sobbing uncontrollably. Quil, who was crying too, had his arms wrapped around her.
I immediately understood something. Someone from the pack died. I clutched my stomach, not wanting this to be real, but having to except that it was. There was a crowd around Claud's room. My breath hitched. No. No. no. no.
I opened the door slowly and leaned my head in. Claudia was crying and sobbing. Her face was red and covered with tears. Sam was holding her and saying "Everything will be fine", as well as Nick's parents. But, I could tell she wasn't listening.
"Oh God." I murmured and exploded with tears and sobs. I ran as fast as I could from the room, pushing people out of the way. Seth was following me apologizing to the people I shoved and calling after me.
I wasn't listening. My best friend was dead. My Nick. I couldn't wrap my mind around it. It doesn't make any sense to me.
He told me he would be safe.
"I love you Mae." He said hugging me tight. "You're still my best friend. That never changes." He said. "Best friends." He repeated.
"Always" I responded smiling. "I love you too Nick .You be safe out there." I commanded.
"I will. Don't worry about me." He said, smiling.
He lied, and now he's gone. I couldn't even bring myself to remember all our good times. There were too many. For as long as I could remember he was there. It seemed like the world couldn't exist, and I couldn't exist without him. He is…was my best friend.
I kept running out to the back yard, sunk to the wet ground on my knees and just screamed as loud as I could and until my voice ran out completely. It was pouring rain and I was already soaked. I fell forward and lay on the ground, sobbing into the wet soil.
"Mae?" I felt Seth kneel beside me.
I couldn't answer in anything but chocked sobs.
"Mae, come inside, your going to get sick, its freezing out." He warned.
"N-no." I said, shivering, but not entirely because of the rain.
Seth wrapped his arms around me and I snuggled into his chest crying my eyes out.
I looked up at Seth's face. He looked like he was about to cry as well. In his eyes I could see many different emotions. The first was pain, then regret, and something else that I couldn't figure out. Maybe guilt. I immediately understood.
"You knew?" I asked him.
He looked directly into my eyes. "Mae…I…" He let out a sob. It hurt me to see him like this. "I watched it happen…and I…I don't know…I was in shock. I didn't know what to do but… I didn't help him. I could have saved him…if I would have just made my fucking feet move." He shook his head as my eyes widened. Seth never swears.
"It was his first battle…and I'm sure it was the biggest one in…well ever. He wasn't prepared. There was nothing you could do…" I said through my tears, trying to say anything to help him.
"Mae, please!" he said loudly, almost a scream. I was shocked. Seth never yelled at me.
"I…I was just t-trying to h-help." I said, sobbing uncontrollably.
Seth looked horrified that he just yelled at me and pulled me into his chest again. "Mae. Oh, Mae, I'm so sorry. It's just…I wanted someone to blame for what happened but I could only think of myself. I was the one closest to him and…I did nothing. It's my fault, and I'm just going to keep thinking that." He told me.
"I don't know Seth… I don't think anyone can really be blamed. It's a battle..and these things happen…" I said, but broke down crying when I remembered I was talking about my best friend being killed.
"Here, Mae. How about we just stop talking and go inside. I'll make you something to eat and you can just take a nap." He said, lovingly.
I nodded silently through my tears and Seth picked me up without effort and carried me inside.
Seth drove me home and made me some soup because I started shivering from the cold. I would probably be sick for the next few days, but I didn't care because I couldn't think of even going anywhere for the next few days anyway.
When I was done eating Seth insisted I take a nap, which seemed like a pretty good idea also. After I was all tucked in, Seth started to walk out of the door and turn off the light.
"Wait." I blurted. It was the first word I had said since I was outside.
He turned around "Yeah?"
"Please stay with me. I don't think I can get to sleep without you." I said. My voice wasn't shaky anymore because I had run out of tears.
Seth smiled faintly, walked over to the bed, got under the covers, and let me curl up into his chest.
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In my dream I was swinging on the old swing set at our house in Jefferson. It seemed like an eternity since I had been home, but even longer since I had seen that swing set. We had gotten rid out of that of thing when I was about twelve.
Looking down at the scene, I saw six-year-old me pumping my legs and swinging higher. It seemed like I was waiting for someone. I saw the old screen door swing open.
"Nick!" little Mae squealed and jumped of the swing excitedly while it was in mid air. She fell and cut her knee.
"Mae!" the little Nick scream and ran over to her.
The little Mae was crying and screaming. "It's okay Mae." Little Nick said. "You want me to kiss it and make it feel betta?" he asked her.
Little Mae nodded through her tears and pouted lower lip. Nick leaned down and kissed her knee quickly with an exaggerated kissing noise. "Awl betta?" he asked. I smiled as I remembered his speech impediment.
Mae nodded and got up, whipping off her tears. "All better." She clarified.
"Kids! Time to come in!" I recognized my Mom's voice.
Nick grabbed Mae's hand and they both ran inside, giggling.
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I woke up slowly, tears streaming down my face. I felt around the bed for Seth, since tears were streaming down my face and I still couldn't see. I smelt eggs so I got up and felt my way to the kitchen, wiping at my eyes in an attempt to make it look like I wasn't just crying.
"Good morning." I sniffled as I walked into the kitchen.
"Hey" Seth said sadly and swept me into a hug. "Do you want some eggs?" he asked, nodding toward the scrambled eggs he was making.
"No thanks." I answered. My stomach wasn't really up to eating anything.
"Okay." He said, still looking at me with worried eyes. I was sick of this conversation at a time like this. Really, it was a little awkward to be so casual when all I wanted to do was scream or cry or anything but talk about eggs.
I started thinking about how Claud will take this. I know I should probably be with her right now. I'm her best friend and her boyfriend, lover, imprint whatever just died. Maybe after breakfast I'll go over to her house and see how she's dealing with this.
Seth's phone, breaking the silence.
"Sam?" He asked.
"Oh, God no!" he almost scream into the phone. I was immediately scared.
"What do you mean there's more?" Seth said confusedly into the phone.
"Seth?" I asked, very nervous about what Sam had just told him.
Then, Seth dropped the phone, something not that commonly happened with werewolves, considering their heightened senses.
"Seth, you need to tell me what happened." I said. But, he didn't respond.
He just grabbed my hand, dragged me to the car, and drove to First Beach.
Claudia's POV
Frick. This was a bad idea.
I had flung myself over the edge of that damn cliff just hoping that death would come quickly, or wouldn't; I don't know. Part of me wanted to suffer, but the more sensible part just wanted to die and get it over with.
The ocean seemed to agree with the "slow painful death" option. As soon as I had started falling I knew I was screwed. I had jumped at almost a dive, getting up from my sitting position too quickly and then just trusting forward. So instead of looking out into the water as I fell I was looking towards the cliff from which I had jumped, upside down. I was falling upside down. Again, frick. I moved my arms frantically in a circle trying to get upright; I wanted to drown not break my neck damn it! I was so out of control of my life I couldn't even choose how I wanted to die!
I heard a splash and a crack. If I wasn't suddenly submerged in what must have been negative 5 degree water I would have breathed a sigh of relief. It was my arm that had cracked. It was painful yes, but at least not my neck. But then again I wanted to suffer. This WAS my fault.
I tried to concentrate on something else, even while I was dying that subject was just too painful to think about.
So I concentrated on my arm, I was barely able to see under the dark waters but I could still make out the fact that my lower arm bone was sticking straight out of, well, my arm. I shuddered as I continued to process the fact that I was also surrounded by blood. And water.
O yeah. All of this had happened in less then a half a minute and I had hardly had time to notice the freezing water that surrounded me. My mouth was clamped shut, mostly out of pain, but also part of me REALLY didn't like this whole "dying" idea; so I was futilely trying to save myself.
No. I would NOT let myself be saved. I WANTED to die. Out of desperation, and honestly, lack of a purpose in life. But also I was the one who had killed Nick. It was my all fault.
My brain fought with itself; bring up random memories of all my happy moments; trying to convince the other half of my brain to want to live, but that other side was stubborn and just kept screaming "ALL MY FAULT!"
I knew this was stupid, but I couldn't stop blaming myself. Every other way I could look at the situation it all ended in one conclusion, MY fault.
Uggghhhh. This was NOT what I wanted to be my last thought. Which I knew would be soon. My lungs were burning, my arm was burning, and so was my heart. Everything hurt. So with disturbing calmness I turned my thoughts to Nick as I sunk deeper into the thrashing waters. I was no longer able to feel the rain as it hit the surface of the water. I closed my eyes, my mouth, and my mind. I just let myself slip into calmness and have my only thoughts be only Nick. Not about how he was gone forever or that it was my fault. I only thought of his face. His beautiful, perfect face. He was smiling, telling me it was OK. It was calming and wonderful.
Suddenly I knew it WOULD be OK. No matter what my aching arm, screaming lungs or my broken heart said; I knew it would be OK.
I concentrated on his face. I felt my mind slipping into silence. Instead of a bright white light that everyone said you were supposed to see when you died, I saw only darkness; probably because my eyes were closed.
I had one last thought; it was of Nick, of course. I thought only three words. These three words had changed my life so many times. From the first time they were said to me, to the very last, they had affected me so greatly every time he had said them. So with darkness surrounding me and Nicks' face fading in my mind, I thought my last thought; "I love you".
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I felt a sharp bump on my back. I almost groaned, but then I remembered something. I was dead. O yeah.
The sharp bump continued for what felt like forever. I opened my mouth to tell whoever was doing that the quit it, and ended up coughing up a gallon of water instead.
My eyes flew open and for a moment all I could see was the rocks I was currently lying face down on. Multiple pains screamed at me to stop moving but instead I twisted my neck again and continued to cough my guts out. My whole body hurt so much that I seriously thought I was going to pass out.
Then I remembered. "OK whoever saved me is gona get it" I thought rather sadistically. God that experience was so painful and now I was going to have to jump off ANOTHER cliff. God damn it.
Once I got over the wonderful experience of sweet, sweet amazing air I twisted my neck to see who was sitting next to me.
Holy Frick. Okay apparently I was hallucinating, or I was dead. Or I went crazy from lack of oxygen. Either way I was ecstatic.
I inhaled quickly, and noticed a pain in my ribs, and my throat. Ow. OK maybe I wasn't in heaven, it was way to painful to be heaven.
I lay back down, just happy to be near him.
"Claudia are you OK?"
"Claudia, can you hear me?"
"Claudia what the hell, I mean of all the stupid things…..."
I was just happy to hear his voice, a sound I thought I would never hear again.
I saw the sun start to peak out of the sky in most cheesiest, cliché-ish, way ever. I smiled. OK never mind the pain, this was heaven.
What an awesome dream. Maybe that was the way dying works; you have the best dream of your life, then a giant white staircase descends and you skip up to heaven, give your props to God, and run straight for the Sunday bar.
Awesome.
Then I thought of something. I rolled on my side to face him; almost yelping in pain, but what the hell its just a dream anyway; I opened my mouth and asked the question that had been burning in my throat ever since I had opened my eyes.
"Hey Nick. So…umm what's crack-a-lacking?" I said casually. He just stared me incredulously.
"Any who …Ummm… are you a Zombie?" I asked even more casually. "Cause' the last I heard you were dead."
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Hey guys. In the words of Izzie Maye "Just wanted to say I fricken love you betches." Her words, not mine. Okay I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the brand new story! The first part was written by Izzie, and the second was written by yours truly. (Claudia)
So…….please review. No like seriously, review. Click the button. It'll take ya five seconds. Come on. JUST DO IT GOD DAMN IT!
Well, I hope you all like the sequel so far! Tell me your thoughts or advice please. I really appreciate reviews al you all already know. I hope this is something like what you were hoping for with the sequel…and I also hope you are surprised! Don't worry; I have many more like these in store for you all!
"Goodbye love ya betches."
"O that's hottt."(When speaking of Nick)
"What the hell?"
"Deck"
-Izzie Maye.