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Dissociative disorders: People with these disorders suffer severe disturbances or changes in memory, consciousness, identity, and general awareness of themselves and their surroundings. These disorders usually are associated with overwhelming stress, which may be the result of traumatic events, accidents, or disasters that may be experienced or witnessed by the individual. Dissociative identity disorder, formerly called multiple personality disorder, or "split personality", and depersonalization disorder are examples of dissociative disorders.

Hurt and Betrayal; they might be two different things yet they so much alike. They sneak up on you and then eat away at you slowly. But you brush it off; you can't have those feelings bringing down. It doesn't last for long though; it begins to cloud your judgement. Everyone is now against you; they're all out to get you. You can't turn to anyone without worrying they'll leave you or stab you in the back like everyone else has. All eyes are on you; they sense fear, they feed on it. The fear bubbles up inside of you and is looking for a way out; stealing from your dead father's liquor cabinet isn't enough anymore. Looking at yourself in the mirror brings horror and fear, your ugly; no one would ever want you. That's when you lose it; you reach for the knife for the first time, you watched as your blood runs down your now scared arm. You should feel bad but you don't. It's the closest thing to relief you have felt in months. You can't stop now there's no going back.

Amy Littlesea.

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Amy ran her thin tanned fingers of the months old entry; there was so much hurt and pain behind those written words but one sentence stood out the most 'You can't stop now there's no going back' she was right back then and she still is now. Amy couldn't undo the last couple of months no one could. She was barely living; she was in limbo. A half between death and life; sad enough she liked it. She liked the pain in a sick and twisted way, she like the way the knife would slowly cut her skin, her warm sticky blood would pouring down her arms. It was pain and pleasure mixed into one and she couldn't stop.

"Sweetheart" Maria Littlesea peered into her daughter's room. The last couple of months had been hard on the family; it hit them like a ton of bricks. No one saw the signs or her cries for help until they found her on the bathroom floor that day in September. Maria watched her daughter stare off into the forest; she would do anything to get inside her daughter's head and help her. Help her feel happy and safe in her own skin. Maria approached her daughter making sure not to startle her.

"How are you feeling today?" Amy hated the constant questions, what happened to having a normal conversation without it turning into the whole; Amy, are you going to kill yourself today?

"The weather's worst than yesterday" The older woman run her fingers through her aging hair.

"Well I have to go to work now. I'll be back by seven. Don't forget the boys are home if you need anything" Maria kissed her daughter on the cheek and left for work.

Amy watched from the window as her mother started trekking for the bus stop. The family was going through some tuff times and they had to sell the family car. No one cared or was willing to complain not to their mother at least.

...

"Do you think they're real?" Embry leaned closer to the screen examining the blonde taking up the tiny television.

"Who really cares if they are real or not" Jacob huffed folding his arms across his broad chest. Normally he would be in on it but lately he could give a shit, all of this crap going on with Bella was draining him. He didn't know why he kept running back to her but he did, he wanted to feel loved and it was the closest he got to it.

"They're so fake" Michael rolled his eyes which caused a jab in the side by Leah.

"I agree with Jake, who cares if they are fake or not. They're still hot to watch" The boys all laughed at Paul's comment.

Amy made her way downstairs; she wanted to go outside into the wet and dirty weather. Her body craved it. Her feet made thuds as she walked through the lounge room and up to the front door; stopping in her tracks she stared outside watching. Collin who was current arguing with Brady about who is stronger was drag out of the argument by the sound of the front door clicking.

Mum shouldn't been yet He thought.

Collin turned his head; starling him when he notice his sister turning to get out the front door.

"Amy what are you doing?" The elder twin said placing his hand on her cold shoulder.

"The weather's worst than yesterday" Collin turned his head looking to Michael who was making his way over.

"Why would you want to go out in this weather?" Michael said peering out the window, Amy again tried opening door. Collin leaned forward placing his hand on the doorknob.

"It's raining, the perfect setting" Amy turned smiling at the two confused boys. Was she having another episode?

"The perfect setting for what?" Brady said joining the boys, the rest of the pack watch in shock at the scene in front of them. Most of them haven't met Amy or knew about her condition.

"No one will pick it, they'll think I fell or got attacked" Amy coral lips twisted into a smile. Michael already had his phone calling his mother. Amy wanted to kill herself. Collin pulled his barely younger sister over to the couch next to now sitting Brady who was watching her every move, he couldn't help it she was his imprint and no one knew.

Amy sat there twirling her hair between her destroyed nails, blood stained. A reminder of what she does. Collin who was pacing; trying to stop from phrasing, he just couldn't get it through his head.

She was going to kill herself and make it look like an accident. She was willing to leave everyone behind, Michael, mum and me. She's my other half, my twin. And she was about to throw it all away, not on my watch she won't. Should I call Aunty Tiffany or Natalie? What do I do?

"Amy, why would you want to kill yourself" Brady's question was one of concern and worry. Courtney turned to him her green eyes glassy as she stared at him.

"Don't you mean why wouldn't I want to kill myself?" Collin stopped and looked over at her before starting to pace again.

"No, Amy you know what I mean" Brady eyes simmering over Courtney's slim tanned body.

"Because everyone hates me and I'm ugly. Why would anyone love or want me? It's easier for everyone if I'm dead" Amy sighed standing up and walking towards the door once again. Brady beat her there making her crash into his chest. Collin walked into the kitchen to check up on a frazzled Michael who was calling everyone. Sadly Maria was going to be more than hour since they didn't have a car or any money for a taxi she was going to have to wait for the next bus.

"Move Brady" I love the way she says my name.

"How were you going to do it?" Amy nodded at his question; she was waiting to him to ask.

"How do you think?" She was trying to mess with him but he couldn't let her. Grabbing her wrists and pulling up her selves he gestured to the scars across her skin. Collin walked over to him and pulled Amy into a hug.

"Please don't leave me" Collin whispered into her brown locks. Brady watched as Amy's face twisted into an almost look of sadness.

So she was going to cut herself, with what? Brady thought. Pushing Collin away from his sister Brady towered over her.

"Where is it?" Brady said putting his hand out.

"What the hell, Brady?" Collin sneered at his best friend.

"I don't know what you talking about, Brady" Amy bit her lip.

"The knife, you were going to cut yourself with" Collin didn't know what to do. Why does Brady know more than him? Brady looked over her body trying to find the knife, it was still on her and they couldn't risk it. Brady pulled her forwards snaked his hand to the back of her jeans.

"Brady, what the fuck are you doing to my sister?" Collin said pushing Brady who quickly pulled the knife out.

"I thought Michael destroyed it" Collin said looking at the knife that started this all, those couple of months ago.

"I put it back together" The two boys looked to each other, none of them knowing what to say. Michael used his werewolf hearing to listen to what was going on in the lounge room while he waited to his Aunt Tiffany to answer the phone.

"Hello" Thank God.

"Aunt Tiff; its Michael, Amy's having another episode worst than she has ever had and mum is stuck at work and won't be home for another hour. I need help we don't know what to do; we have never had to deal with this by ourselves. She was going to kill herself Tiff, kill herself and I don't know how to make that feeling go or make her snap out of the state that she is in. We need help"

"First off, calm down okay? I'm on my way; I'll get your Uncle to pick your mother up" Tiffany hung up the phone. Michael leant against the bench; closing his eyes hoping that it was some type of sick nightmare. He opened his eyes as he heard two sets of light footsteps walking into the kitchen. Walking in sync was Amy and Leah.

"I brought her in here; Collin is freaking out bad" Leah said taking her imprints hand in hers. Michael smiled weakly at Leah.

"Amy, Aunt Tiff is coming over"

"Why, I don't want that bitch around here" Leah and Michael eyes widen in shock. Amy never swore; she didn't even like hearing it from other people.

"That's not nice. Your Aunty loves you" Leah said.

"I highly doubt it" Amy mumbled as she walked around the kitchen.

"Did you hear everything?" Leah whispered to Michael. Michael nodded his hand placing a kiss on Leah's hand.

"She put the knife back together; that's mean that she had another episode that you guys didn't know about" Leah gestured towards Amy who was sitting on the bench swinging her legs.

"This kind of reminds me of when Dad died; she was completely different"

"It's the disorder not her"

"I feel helpless; we aren't supposed to try and force her out of state in case she loses it. So basically I have to sit back and watch. This is bullshit"

"You are helping; you may not think but you are. You are stopping her from hurting herself which is the most important thing you can do" The couple never broke eye contact with Amy, who was still sitting on the bench.

"How is she going?" Collin walked into the kitchen.

"She's doing nothing" Michael responded.

"Brady is going to explain. The rest of the pack, have no idea what is going on" Collin said taking a sit next to Amy.

"Why are you sitting next to me?" Amy questioned Collin.

"No reason"

"Well move then; it's your entire fault" Amy screamed causing everyone in the kitchen to flinch. Collin put his head in his hands; not wanting to show the tears that began to fall.

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Meanwhile in the lounge room "I think you guys need an explanation about Amy; we better start from the start" Brady took a sit in front of the curious pack. It was going to be a long day.

"As you guys know their Dad died a couple of years ago. Doctors believe this is what triggered Amy's disorder. She was sneaky; she stole from the liquor cabinet and drank until she passed out, she tried drugs, anything to make her forget. But in the back of her brain she always knew that her father was dead. She in such a state she start seeing things or going into trances, like what's happening now. Amy believed that everyone hated her and were out to get her which was never the case. Her friends ended up getting pushed away; her grades dropped and she stopped going to school all together. Which brings me to the main part of the story; last September Collin left school early because he was close to phrasing; he knew his sister was home. Collin wanders up to find that she wasn't in her bedroom; he ended up finding her on the bathroom floor barely alive. She had cut her wrists and let herself bleed out. Ever since then she drops in and out of trances and completely changes personalities. She's on meds but them barely having an effect on her. I just don't understand how she can think that she is ugly; she most amazingly beautiful person I have ever met. I want to help but I have no idea what to do; I thought because I im-. I guess that's it really" Brady fiddled with his nails waiting for someone to speak up. He was in deep shit; it wouldn't take a genius to know what he was about to say.

"When did it happen?" Sam sighed.

"When did what happen?" Brady answer was quick and without hesitation as if he already knew what Sam was going to ask him.

"When did you imprint on her?" Sam leant forward and whispered so Collin, Michael and Leah couldn't hear from the kitchen.

"The day I phrased; I walked passed here and she called me over and BAM! I imprinted on my soul mate"

"Does anyone else know?" Jared whispered.

"My mum and the elders; I was scared that if I told you guys that one Amy would find out and freak out. Two that Collin and Michael would find out and kill me"

"You're in deep shit; Michael is one scary dude" Paul chuckled. Brady shot Paul a warning glance; it had little next to no affect on Paul who smirked at him.

"Shut up Paul" Seth sighed as Seth patted Brady on the back.

"Don't tell me you shut up, pup"

"Well you didn't have made the situation worst in the first place" Seth the peace keeper.

"Whatever dude"

"Oh my gosh! I'm late for school" Amy jumped from her spot on the kitchen bench and started to make her way out of the house. The three followed her.

"Amy, stop!" Michael yelled as they walked out into the run. His vision slightly blurred as the rain fell down heavily around them. Amy pushed her fragile body through the storm as she ran towards the cliffs. She could hear everyone behind her but she kept going.

"Amy!"

"Amy, stop!"

"Amy!" The packs voices filled the air as they continued to follow her towards the cliffs.

Amy came to a stop as she stared out towards the ocean her pupils became diluted as her trance got worst. Brady who was in front of the pack rush through the edge of the trees; just in time to see Amy dived off the cliff and into the dangerous waters waiting for her below.

Cliffhanger!

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