Phase
Chapter 1 (Remember You, Remember Me)
"Sometimes life seems too quiet, into paralyzing silence.
Like the moonless dark, meant to make me strong.
Familiar breath of my old lies, changed the color in my eyes.
Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by.
Sorrow lasts through this night. I'll take this piece of you and hold for all eternity.
For just one second I felt whole… as you flew right through me.
Left alone with only reflections of the memory, to face the ugly girl that's smothering me." – Song: Sorrow / Artist: Flyleaf
Samantha sat up on the side of her bed and shut the alarm on her cellphone off. She felt like she'd just gone to sleep, groggily she stumbled across the room gathering her clothes for the day and heading down the hallway to the bathroom she and her younger brother shared.
Thirty minutes later she opened the door and walked out into the hallway, wearing a pair of jeans and a black hoodie her long dark, golden blonde hair was still damp.
"Mom?" Samantha called out as she opened her mom's bedroom door.
When she didn't respond she walked farther into the room and shut the loud, buzzing alarm clock off.
"Mom, wake up!" she said loudly as she shook her.
Finally her mom sat up with a loud gasp.
"You slept through your alarm again." She explained frowning as she looked at the bottles of anxiety and sleeping medication on her mom's bed side table.
"Damn it." Her mom Amanda said as she rubbed her eyes.
As she turned to leave the room her mom called after her, "Thanks Sam."
Returning to her room, she opened her closet and groaned when she realized she'd forgotten to do the laundry the night before.
Leaning down she dug through her dirty cloths hamper and found a pair of her black work pants and the red polo shirt with the logo of the restaurant she worked at.
Frowning at the small grease stain on the front of it, she spritzed the outfit with perfume and tucked it into her book bag before heading into her little brother's room.
"Jake." She said as she shook her younger sleeping brother.
He stopped snoring but didn't open his eyes.
"Jacob! Come on, we're running late." She said louder as she ripped the blankets off of him and opened the blinds.
He let out a loud groan and sat up narrowing his eyes at her.
"Aw, come on Sam… ten more minutes." He pleaded yawning.
"Sorry little bro." She apologized, leaving his room and heading downstairs.
Taking some frozen biscuits from the freezer she put them on a tray in the oven, then headed down to the basement to get her brothers jacket out of the dryer from the last time she'd done laundry.
Returning upstairs to the kitchen she made a pot of coffee.
Soon her mother walked in the room, dressed in her nursing scrubs and with a black turtle neck shirt under them to hide the scar on her neck.
Crossing the kitchen she got some tap water in a glass before she took her pill case from her purse and took her morning depression and anxiety medication.
Grabbing her mom's insulated coffee cup from the cabinet, Samantha filled it with coffee and a little cream, before snapping the lid back on and handing it to her.
"Do I smell biscuits?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah, I overslept and didn't have time to cook anything else." She apologized as she pulled the tray from the oven and sat it on the stove top.
"Do you want them to go?" Samantha asked her.
Checking the time on her phone she said, "I'll eat them before I go."
Nodding she put a few of them on a plate and slide them to her mom as she sat down at the island in the kitchen.
Her mom nodded thanks and Sam yelled for her brother when she saw the time.
"What's for breakfast?" Jake asked.
"Juice and biscuits." Sam answered as she laid out two biscuits on some paper towel and pulled a small bottle of juice out of the refrigerator.
"Jelly." He said as he pulled on his jacket that his older sister had laid out for him.
"Sorry, I had a doctor's appointment after work yesterday and forgot to the go to the store." Amanda apologized to her children as she hung her head.
"It's okay mom. We've got… peanut butter." Sam exclaimed as she went through the cabinets.
"You're joking right? Peanut butter on biscuits?" Jacob asked her as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Looking at her brother who was in the fifth grade she said, "Yes, lots of people eat theirs like that."
"Nobody I know does that." He mumbled, as Samantha cut the biscuit in half and slathered some peanut butter between the halves.
Folding more paper towel around them she said, "You're eating on the run today. Go before you miss the bus."
He took it from her and picked his bottle of juice up before rushing out of the house.
Her stress levels rose as she looked at the time she had chemistry first period and they had a test that day.
Putting some peanut butter on her own biscuit, she grabbed a can of soda.
"Coke, this early in the morning?" Amanda asked her 16 year old daughter.
"I need the caffeine and I can't drink my coffee without sugar." She said.
Her mom nodded, knowing that there wasn't any sugar because she didn't go to the store.
"You need anything before I go?" Sam asked.
"No I'm heading out too." Amanda replied as she stood and grabbed her purse.
"I missed the bus." Jacob said as he entered back into the room.
"Can you take him today?" She asked her mom.
"I really can't. I'm already running late." Amanda said with an empathetic expression as she turned and left for work.
"I… could walk." Jacob offered, seeing how stressed his sister was getting.
"It's okay, I've got time to drop you off." Samantha said as she grabbed her biscuit and soda and nodded for him to follow her out to her car.
After dropping him off she drove to her school but hadn't even gotten out of the car when her brother called to say he must have left his permission slip for the field trip in the car.
Leaning over she saw a folded up piece of paper in the passenger side floorboard.
Knowing if she didn't bring it back to him, he'd have to stay at school instead of going on the trip she started to backed out of the parking lot and headed back to her brother.
When she finally got back to her school, she dreaded having to walk into class late. Everyone always stared at her and she hated being the center of attention.
Taking a deep breath she opened the door and walked into chemistry.
Seeing her, Mr. Harris stood and walked over to her, "Miss Evans, how nice of you to finally grace us with your presence."
"I'm so sorry. My little brother missed the bus and then I had to go back to his school cause he forgot something." She blurted out nervously as the entire class watched her.
"You've got 15 minutes until class ends. Let's hope you can get enough answers scribbled down to pass. We both know you're barely maintaining a C in this class." He said as he pushed the test into her hand.
She could feel her cheeks darken as she surveyed the classroom before she headed to the back and took her seat.
The rest of the day passed just like any other day of high school for her. She sat by herself at lunch and kept her head down in the hallway in between classes.
When school got out she headed to her job as a waitress at a local restaurant and stopped by the store after work.
An eerie feeling passed over her as she headed to her car with the cart of groceries.
Slowing her pace she looked around the dark, almost empty parking lot of the small convenience store she stopped at.
Even though she couldn't see anyone she wasn't able to shake the feeling that someone was watching her.
It was almost eleven by the time she got home from stopping by the store after work.
She carried in the groceries and grabbed the mail from that day.
After putting the groceries away, she checked to make sure her brother was in bed. She knew her mother was already in bed sound asleep from her sleeping pills.
Changing into a pair of pajama pants and an old t-shirt, she crawled into bed and finished her homework.
Then she opened the mail, throwing the junk away and putting the bills in stacks for her mom.
When she came to the last envelope her heart started to race.
It was from her dad, who was currently serving time in prison for the attempted murder of his wife.
Samantha's mother, Amanda always wore her turtle neck shirts to cover up the scar on her neck from where her husband had tried to slit her throat, but hadn't cut deep enough.
Swallowing hard, her hands shook as she tore open the letter but wasn't able to read it.
What could he possibly have to say to the family?
It took almost an hour for her to decide that she wasn't going to read the letter or even tell her mom about it.
Her mom had trouble trying to function from day to day with all the mental anguish after the attack.
Grabbing a lighter off the top of her dresser by some candles she went into the bathroom and burnt the letter in the sink.
Once she put everything back in her book bag for the next day she laid down and pulled the covers up to her chin, pinning her eyes shut as tears started to run from her face onto her purple pillow case.
It had been years since the night her dad had tried to kill her mom, but it only took the one for night for her life to change forever.
She was going into the 5th grade when her father's trail began. She had to testify about the times her dad had been abusive to her mother, herself and her little brother.
The friends that she'd had all stopped talking to her. Either because they chose to, or their parents had seen media coverage of the case and didn't want their children associating with her.
What few friends she had left, all quit talking to her by the 8th grade when she couldn't ever hang out with them or go do anything because she was too busy trying to take care of herself and her younger brother.
~(The next night)~
After getting off work late again, she got in her car and saw she had a text from her brother Jacob asking her to stop and get the supplies he was supposed to bring to school the next day for a in class project.
As she parked her car outside of the store, she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the steering wheel, she was completely exhausted from the last two days and when she thought about the essay she had to write when she got home she just wanted to cry.
But knowing crying wouldn't do her any good, she took a deep breath and unfastened her seatbelt, pushing her car door open.
Again when she left the store she had the same feeling like someone was watching her.
As she neared her car she saw two guys approaching her from across the street where there was a bar.
"Hello beautiful." One of them called, his words slurred as he took a drink from the bottle in his hand.
She swallowed hard and stared down at the ground, growing more uncomfortable by the second.
"What's a pretty young thing like yourself doing out this late alone?" The other guy questioned.
She came to a stop when she realized that she wasn't going to make it to her car before they did.
She looked back behind her to the store, knowing she should turn and run. But another part of her was too emotionally and physically exhausted to do anything.
"How old are you?" One of them asked her as they paused by her car.
Suddenly a strange sensation flowed over her, she knew she should run and get help. But a part of her didn't even care what happened to her anymore.
All she'd known was misery day after day for over 5 years and she wanted it to be over.
Ignoring them she walked up to her car and started to unlock the door when one of the guys knocked the keys from her hand.
"Oops." He said with raised eyebrows as he looked at her.
She looked over to the other one as he said, "What's wrong sweet thing… cat got your tongue?"
"What do you want?" she demanded to know.
The one with a bottle in his hand took a step closer but then stopped as he glanced behind her and slowly backed away.
It was only a few moments later that both men retreated back across the street.
Turning around she looked at a man she didn't recognize, but there was something about him that felt more dangerous than the two men who had approached her.
"Who are you?" She questioned.
Walking around to her side of the car he leaned down and picked up her keys.
"I'm Derek." He introduced himself.
"Can I have my keys please?" She asked as she held out her hand expectantly.
"You didn't go back inside when you saw those guys." He stated, still holding onto her keys.
"Are you going to give me my keys or not?" She asked, growing impatient.
"You don't have to feel like this." He continued.
She bit down on the inside of her cheek and wondered what he was talking about.
"I know you didn't try to fight back, or run from them because you don't care what happens to you. You're miserable and you don't care if you live or die." He said his eyes intense as he searched her face.
"And how could you possibly know that?" She asked, swallowing hard.
"I can feel it." He said.
"You don't have to feel like this. Instead of feeling so weak and helpless, you could be strong and powerful. You won't be exhausted all the time. You'd never get sick, be more beautiful, age much slower." He continued to explain as he handed her her car keys back.
"How?" She asked, drawn in by what he was saying.
Taking a step closer to her, he made eye contact as his eyes turned red.
She gasped, but didn't step back.
"What are you?" She finally managed to ask.
With his eyes back to normal, he looked behind her to see a car drive slowly down the road.
Knowing the Argents were looking for him, he said "Come on."
"Where are we going?" She questioned, still shocked by what she saw.
"Somewhere we can talk. I'll explain everything." He said as he nodded for her to follow him.
Quickly unlocking the car she tossed the bags in the backseat and then followed him over to his car.
The car ride was silent and she checked the time on her phone seeing it was going on midnight.
"What the hell is this place?" She asked as she followed Derek down into an abandoned, underground space with a large rusting subway car.
He ignored her question as he looked around the new place he'd been using to hide from the hunters.
"Are you…" Her voice trailed off, and she licked her lips nervously before she got the courage to ask, "Are you a werewolf?"
He gave her a slightly questioning look.
"I just figured with all the animal attacks…" She admitted, her eyes widening as she spoke.
"That wasn't me." He assured her.
"Are you going to turn me into one?" She asked, not entirely sure what she wanted his answer to be.
"That depends on you." He admitted.
"Is everything you told me true? Would I really age slower and be strong… have more energy and never get sick?" She asked, wanting to believe what he told her.
He nodded.
"But it comes at a cost. Until I can train you to control it, you'll shift on the full moon. I'll have to chain you up so that you don't kill anyone." He began to explain the down side.
She nodded in understanding, a part of her in disbelief that she was actually having this conversation.
"There are hunters in town who will try to kill you. But you won't have to fight alone, you'll have a pack." He explained.
She stood silently and listened to what he told her as he briefly explained all the ups and down of getting the bite.
Her dad had gotten sentenced to 15 years in prison for the attempted murder of her mom and she was scared to death he'd try to kill them all once he was released.
"Where's the rest of your pack?" She asked him, her blue eyes scanning the surroundings.
It took him a few moments to answer, "I don't have one yet."
He saw the doubt in her eyes as she weighed her options.
"but I will, and the more members a pack has the stronger we all are." He said, trying to persuade her.
She nodded and looked over to the side where she could hear some water dripping down from an exposed pip in the ceiling.
"If I agree to this… what exactly will happen?" She asked him.
"You're strength and senses will be heightened and will increase until your first full moon, which is when you'll shift the for first time." He said as he looked over to the dripping pipe she kept staring at.
"But that's if I survive?" She remembered what he'd been explaining.
"I told you it was dangerous. But it's also a gift." Derek said to her.
Letting out a small dry laugh she said, "So it's either the best thing to happen to me, or the worst?"
He nodded in agreement with her words.
"It's not just me I have to think about though. If something happens to me, I don't know what my mom and brother will do." She said.
He stood silently as he watched her staring down to the floor, trying to make the decision that would change the rest of her life.
She knew she couldn't keep going on the way she'd been living. Every day she hated life more and more, she felt completely alone. When Derek was done turning people, she'd have a pack… she'd have friends.
If everything Derek was telling her was true, then her life would be better. But that was if she survived.
Remembering back to the incident in the parking lot she shook her head at herself. A part of her didn't want to live through the night, she'd tried to stay strong for so long. But the past 5 years had been hell.
Then it occurred to her that if she was told to pick one word to describe herself, the word she'd choose would be dead.
Even though she was still breathing, she felt dead inside. She wasn't really living, she felt like she was just a waste of space and breath.
"I'll do it… I want in." she said, her voice confident as she nodded at him, with a few tears rolling down her cheeks.
~(An hour later)~
Samantha quietly pushed open the door to her brothers dark room, and walked inside setting the bag with his school supplies down by his book bag.
Once in her room she pulled off her work shirt and pants, leaving her in her pale pink underwear and white bra.
Crossing her room she stopped in front of the mirror, turning to the side and looking at the bite mark on her pale flesh she lightly ran her fingers over the sore skin.
She hoped everything Derek had told her was true and that the bite was truly a gift.
A/N- Thank you for reading! I really hope you liked the first chapter.
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