Morgan's P.O.V

I tossed and turned in bed, clenching my eyes shut. Faces clouded my mind, faces I wished to forget. Piercing blue eyes and glistening white teeth suddenly flashed and I sat up in bed, panting wildly.

I couldn't sleep at night. His face was always there. As soon as I closed my eyes his pale, perfect face greeted me. It made me scream. It made me cry and curl up into a ball. I wanted his face out of my mind and in my arms. I missed him so fucking much, it killed me to know that he was off fucking some fairy country chick.

"Morgan?" I heard someone ask and I sat up in my bed.

My younger sister, Samantha stood in my doorway. She was only four years old with straight blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. A year after.. he... left my dad met a woman, Maggie, and together they had twins Samantha and Elizabeth. So in the span of four years, my dad got married, I had two younger sisters, and we moved to Washington.

"Hey sweetie. What's wrong?" I whispered, holding my arms out for her. She ran into them and I pulled her into my bed, tucking her beside me.

"I had a bad dream," She pouted. "Elizabeth wouldn't wake up so I came to you!"

I smiled down at her before kissing her forehead, "Well it isn't real so there isn't anything to worry about."

Sam, as I called her, snuggled into my side and took a deep breath. I watched as she slowly fell asleep.

I glanced at my clock, it was around 3:00 in the morning. Maggie would be here in two hours for the girls. When I was nineteen I moved out of the house and bought my own apartment around twenty minutes away. Every other weekend the girls would sleep over.

I was 22 now. I worked at the hospital as a nurse during the day and at night I sat at home giving myself self pity. What a life, right? Although it is way better than when I was a teenager. Or well, the last two years of being a teenager.

I suddenly felt drowsy. I blinked blurrily before getting comfy and closing my eyes. Sleep took over me and I closed my eyes. This time, for the first time in nearly five years, Eric Northman's face didn't haunt my dreams

I woke up to a banging noise. I groaned and rolled over, reaching up to grab my pillow but it wasn't there. After a couple more seconds of the banging, I sat up with a huff. Was it five already?

I rubbed my eyes and moved to get out of bed when I realized there wasn't anywhere to get off.. I looked around before realizing I was on the floor. On the floor.

And it wasn't even my floor! Where the hell was I? I looked around in confusion. I was in a bare room. A bare fucking room. What the fuck happened to my bed?

"SAM! EL?" I screamed, scrambling to my feet. Oh my God, the kids! Where are they? What happened to them? Oh my God, I hope they're okay.

I rushed towards the door and started to bang on it. Wait... why the hell was I banging on the door? I looked down to see a doorknob. I turned it and the door opened.

What a dumbfuck.

I cautiously stepped out into a vacant hallway. Almost immediately I realized where I was. An asylum. I shivered at the memories and bit my lip to keep from crying. I clutched my stomach as I continued to walk around the empty hospital. It looked like it had been abandoned for a while.

I tried my best to be silent. I didn't want to think of who, or what, could be in this place.

"Hello?" I heard a woman suddenly shout.

I froze and quickly slipped into a room. My breathing started to get laboured as footsteps came near the room I was hiding in.

"Hello? Is anybody here?"

I knew that voice. I grew up with that voice.

I stumbled out of the room and fell into her arms. I hugged her tightly, clenching my eyes shut.

"Morgan?" She exclaimed in shock, pulling away to stare at me with wide eyes.

Her hair was in a messy bun and she was pale. Her once bright brown eyes were now dark and dull. Everything about her screamed tired. I knew I looked the same.

"Veronica." I sobbed.

"Morgan how did you get here? When did you get here?" She asked, still staring at me.

"I-I woke up in a room just a couple minutes ago. What about you?" I stuttered.

"I woke up on a stretcher. I heard some type of banging and I though that maybe it was somebody I knew. Like maybe my be-"

I looked away. She was going to say best friend. I wasn't that anymore. I haven't been in a while. Ever since dad married Maggie everything changed. Including my social status.

"Let's get out of here." I whispered before walking ahead of her.

It was silent as we walked before Veronica spoke up.

"So how's life been for you?"

"Fine." I said harshly.

"It doesn't sound like it."

"Shut up."

It was silent and then she giggled, "I missed you so much."

I didn't reply and we continued to walk. What could I say to her? That I never once thought of her? That the first two years being away from Las Vegas, away from her, I couldn't even think straight? So I stayed silent. Nothing to say to her.

We walked into a huge, empty room. I walk over to a desk and ruffle through the papers. It was all in doctor writing. Nothing made sense to me. And I was a fucking nurse!

"So what do you do? Like as a job." Veronica asked, coming up from behind me.

I sighed. Did she want to know everything about me? "I'm a nurse back in Seattle."

"A nurse? Wow, I never took you to do that."

"What do you do?" I chose to ignore that.

"I'm a social worker." I could hear the smile in her voice as she spoke.

It was silent before I looked up at her, "Hows life for you? Do you still live in Vegas?"

"No, I moved to Reno last year." Her voice suddenly took a new change.

"What's wrong? Something happen back home?" I turned towards her, watching her face. She looked nervous.

"Um... Yeah actually. I met a guy two years ago, his name is Jonah."

"What else?" It sounded like there was something more. I stared at her before it finally settled in. Two years, that's a long enough time to start dating then get... engaged.

"Are you engaged?" I grabbed her hand and looked at the huge diamond ring logged onto her finger.

Oh my God. She was getting married. What about Godric? Does she even think about him anymore? I shut my brain. This wasn't my problem. She was a 22 year old who was in love. I understand why she moved on. Godric wasn't there anymore. She had moved on. I wish I could say the same for me.

"I'm... happy for you." I forced out of my mouth.

She glanced at me, "Really?"

"Yeah. If you're happy and in love, what gives me the right to say no?" I shrugged before walking past her.

She followed behind me, staring at her hand. We walked out of the room and I looked into every room, only to come across nothing. It seemed like the whole hospital was vacant.

"What was that banging noise?" I growled under my breath as we came upon another room.

But this room was different. People were hanging from the wall in some type of material. People! My eyes widened and I let out a small scream before clamping my mouth shut. Whoever put these people here would be coming back. No doubt about that.

I turned around and shoved Veronica back before she could look into the room. She looked at me worriedly as I hastily pushed her down the hall. We both froze when we heard growling.

I slowly looked back to see nearly two huge ass wolves. WOLVES! What the fuck are wolves doing in a vacant asylum?!

And to make it worse? They lunged towards us.

I screamed and ran forward, shoving Veronica forward. We ran down the halls, both screaming our heads off. Sorry, but me no likey wolves. I actually hate animals. Especially dogs. They killed people. I don't want to be that person!

I felt something clamp onto my leg and I fell to the ground. I screamed as I dragged away from where Veronica was heading. I turned on my back to see a black and brown wolf gripping my leg between it's jaw with blood on it's nuzzle. My blood. That, of course, made me scream louder and start struggling in it's grip.

I ignored the pain and started to kick the mutt in the face. It snarled at me and I cursed it out.

"Fucking dog, get some real food!" I kicked it one more good time and it released my leg.

I screamed and scrambled to my feet, racing down the halls. I saw Veronica with a book and trying to hit the wolf, it had her pinned in the corner. I could see tears tracking down her face and her eyes lit up once she saw me.

I went up behind the wolf and kicked it in the side. It snarled as it toppled over but I wasted no time to watch what it did next, I grabbed Veronica's hand and once again ran down the empty halls.

I saw a room and we rushed into the room, slamming the door behind us. Veronica leaned against it and whimpered when something slammed into it before we heard clawing against the wood. Damn wolves.

I fell to the ground and looked at my leg before wincing. It was bloody and I could bite marks all over it. I hope it doesn't scar. I looked around the room, trying to find something to put on my leg and stop the bleeding, but with our luck we walked into a empty, small room. Just fucking great.

And then the whole situation got to me. People were hanging in a room down the hall and two hungry wolves were trying to kill us. We were in an empty asylum with no idea where the hell we were. I started to panic. What the fuck were we gonna' do? I knew that we weren't going to be saved this time. We were screwed, that was for sure.

As you can see, I don't think the most positive during bad moments.

My throat suddenly felt constricted. I gasped for air but nothing came. I felt as if my heart was about to fall out of my chest. I gasped for air, trying to do anything. My head started to pound and I fell to the ground.

I turned my head to see Veronica looking at me with wide eyes. I couldn't hear her, but I saw her mouth moving. It seemed like she was yelling at me. I raised my hand to clutch my head but I didn't feel anything. It was like my whole body had gone numb.

My eyes drooped and the last thing I saw before everything went black was a crying Veronica.

Yay! First chapter of "This Life We Live"! I was actually thinking of just waiting to post it next month or something xD So yeah, I hope you all like it and I would REALLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYY be happy if you all reviewed for me? Please!

With love- Aclemene