Midnight Eyes

Chapter 1

"Mom!" I screamed. As our car collided with another, head on. I felt the sudden jolt that wrenched me forward. I hit my head hard on the dashboard. Then it all went quiet, nothing. When I opened my eyes I stared up to see white. I panicked, was I dead? I looked around quickly and realized I wasn't actually dead I was just in hospital. I stopped quite still for a minute, sure enough there it was, the low monotonous beeping of the machine next to me. I settled back into my pillow, I was exhausted, but I didn't know what from. The last thing I remembered was my mom driving me home from my boyfriend's house. She was lecturing me on why I shouldn't have snuck out. And then my memory was blank where I couldn't remember how I'd got here. A nurse entered the room from a door on my left.

"Oh good, you're awake, how are you feeling Hunny?" she asked politely, sitting down on the end of my bed.

"Ok I guess, what happened to me?" I asked, my voice was cracking, because my throat was dry. The nurse looked down apologetically.

"You were involved in a car crash." She looked up again, trying to read my expression. Then she continued, "Your in perfect condition, you were very lucky. But I'm afraid I have some bad news." She looked down at her shoes again. "I'm afraid your mother wasn't as lucky." She looked up, her face very apologetic now.

My heart skipped a beat. The beeping next to me sped up a bit. "Where's my mom? What's happened to her? Is she alright?" I felt faint, where was my mom? She was the last family I had, except my dad, but I didn't class him as family, he'd left when I was just a baby and had not wanted to see me. So as far as I was concerned we should keep it that way. "I'm so sorry." The nurse whispered, almost in tears. I caught on straight away. There was no doubt in her expression, my mother was dead. The last family I had was dead. I felt my consciousness slip away, the last thing I heard was the nurse shouting for help.

"Helena?" A familiar voice whispered. "Helena? Please wake up." The voice was strained, like it was trying to hold back some strong emotion.

"Connor?" I whispered back. "Is that you?" I reached out my hand, I felt something warm wrap around it, Connors hand.

"Yes I'm right here, I won't leave your side ever again." He whispered and kissed my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes.

His glowing amber eyes were fixed on mine. He was a very handsome boy. His long brown hair hung down by his shoulders. His big muscled arms wrapped around me in a tight embrace. The warmth of his body made me break out in a sweat. My big werewolf boyfriend; how I missed being around him.

He let go of me, stood up and picked something up off the back of his chair and laid it on the bed in front of me.

"Get dressed." He said quietly, "I'm taking you home. Your dad is picking you up from my house." He suddenly looked very upset. I froze in place. My dad? I had never even met him, now I had to go live with him? According to my mom he lived on an incredibly small island, not too far from Tasmania. But it was so small that it wasn't even named, it's big enough for a small town and the rest is forest. Filled with wildlife. But something was still bothering me, I was missing something.

I looked at Connor's expression, then it clicked into place. I wouldn't be able to see him anymore. It was almost impossible for him to leave with me. My dad wouldn't allow it, and Connor had to stay to teach his little sister how to control herself, when she became a full werewolf too. He couldn't just leave her to wreak havoc in Washington. Her werewolf instincts would go berserk.

He sat down in the chair, and watched me as I got dressed. He staring eyes didn't bother me, I was used to them. I smiled at him after I was dressed, it was only a half smile because inside I was dying. I was never going to see my love again. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist, I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck. He was much taller than me, but that was a lot to do with him being a werewolf, they had to be big and muscly to catch their prey. They were also incredibly agile and fast for their size and weight. I had to look up at him, he kissed me gently and pulled me closer.

"Oh Connor." I sighed when I saw the tears in his eyes. "I promise I'll call you every day. And I'll try to come visit. I love you so much" I leant my head against his chest.

"And I'll come visit as soon as I can." He promised, noticing I was crying too. He kissed my forehead. "Come on, I better get you to my house." We walked out of the room and down towards the exit. His skin was still its lovely tan colour like he'd just been on holiday. And then I looked at my skin, I was quite pale compared to him. Then I looked at his glossy brown hair and compared it to my messy, greasy blonde hair. I desperately needed a shower. How long had I been in hospital? I wondered. I didn't want to know the answer, it would upset me. My mother had always taught me to be strong, she wouldn't want me to break down crying over her death. I had payed my respects to her and I was proud of how strong I was being. Connor and me walked, he had his arm protectively around my waist. He'd smelled something, something bad. I could tell by his face.

"What is it?" I asked "What can you smell?" He looked at me and then all around us warily.

"One of my kind." He said, sniffing the air again. " I think its Francis." His voice strained as he struggled to say the name. I shivered. Francis had come after me, ever since I'd hurt him with silver. He'd charged at me in rage in his wolf form and I'd used my silver necklace to try fend him off and then Connor had come to my rescue. Francis had been trying to kill me ever since.

Connor had obviously felt my shiver. "Look, I've told you, I'd never let anything happen to you." He said, tightening his arm around my waist. He sighed then looked away. " I guess there is a good point for you gong to live on a uncharted island with your dad." He looked back into my eyes.

"Oh, and whats that?" I said sarcastically, I couldn't think of anything good about leaving Connor and all my friends to go live on a little island that wasn't even marked on maps.

"You'll be away from Francis and out of danger." He said, looking around.

"But I'll be leaving you and Chrissie and everyone. I don't want to go, Connor." I whispered.

"It's not my decision. I'm sorry, I promise I'll come visit when Zoey has grow into a mature lycan." He promised as we reached his car. I sighed, knowing that that could range from a month to two years. Two years without Connor, it was a fate worse than death.

The drive to Connor's house was very quiet. When we got inside, I went straight to the living room. I froze in the doorway. Someone was sitting on the couch. The TV wasn't on, it was just silent, and I had a sinking feeling that it was Francis.

"Helena? Is that you?" The sudden unfamiliar voice startled me. I had been so lost in fear that I hadn't realised that the man on the couch had turned to look at me. I took one look and realised.

"Dad?" I said, the word sounded strange to me as I said it.

"Helena." He said with more confidence getting up and giving me a hug. "Hunny, are you ok? It was a terrible accident. You're safe now. Are you ready to go?" he said, almost like he was rushing.

"What about my clothes and stuff?" I asked.

"Already at my house, in Crystal Waters." He replied proudly. I looked at his face, his short brown hair had way too much gel in it, his face was wrinkled with age, and his deep blue eyes glittered with enthusiasm. My hate for him suddenly vanished, it didn't seem like he didn't want me, maybe my mum had been lying when she said that. I didn't want to think about that now.

"Crystal waters?" I repeated, confused.

"It's the name of our island." He explained "The town's called crystal waters too, I hope you like the sea, I live right next door to it. Just be careful, there's a big drop next to my house though." He laughed. "Come on he said, almost pushing me along."

"Bye Connor, I promise I'll E-mail and call you whenever I can" I kissed him gently on the lips and then followed my dad out the door.