An: Hey guys. I don't own Teenwolf, only my Ocs.
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
The chemicals are restless in my head- Flawed Design by Stabilo
Lyn sat down in front of the T.V, not even close to paying attention to the black and white Monster movie marathon previewing. She'd been in the exact same spot for almost three hours now. Her copper colored hair was piled messily into a top knot and her light blue eyes stared blankly at the T.V screen.
She couldn't think, couldn't believe her bad luck. It's only been a day since Derek and his misfit pack came over to help, but new knowledge came along with the little group. Apparently, the only reason is that Kat was possibly not a Were. But Peter didn't believe this theory, and neither did Lyn. She just refused to believe that the girl she grew up with, the only person Lyn's ever let in, be anything but one hundred percent her sister.
She doesn't smell like you did as a kit, doesn't act the way you did. How could you think she's related to you? Lyn quickly chased away the doubts rubbing her mind raw. She couldn't afford to think like that, not right now. Probably not ever.
Lyn was beginning to truly see the differences between her and Kat. She's become so paranoid, so anxious, that even things like Kat disliking bananas makes Lyn sick. Both her and her brothers loved bananas. So did their mom. Maybe she got it from their dad?
Why did life have to be so damn hard? First, her family was forced to split apart because someone was after them, and now Kat's being chased after some seriously freaky creature with a hankering for bloody rose bush's, grown via a corpse.
Kat was only sixteen for God's sake. She shouldn't be forced to wake up every night screaming bloody murder. It's worse than when Lyn brought Kat along to the gas station for some soda's, only to see the clerk gagging on her own blood, thorny roses sprouting from her mouth. It was like the damn thing knew where Kat was gonna be, and wanted to show her it's ever growing garden of corpses.
Kat should be in school, worrying about tests and boys and prom. Maybe some of the regular things like Hunts and Mates, but nothing this extreme. Lyn just knew that if she let this get to Kat, it'll take the poor girl years to recover.
And she didn't want that for her sister. They have already been through enough.
"You can't play with us!" Screamed an angry boy. His grey eyes glared at a wheat haired girl, flushed from fighting with her. He was only around ten years old, with their brother being almost nine. Said brother was hovering behind him, auburn hair in his icy eyes.
"Fine!" Cried the girl. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a thick braid, bangs pinned back from teary blue eyes. Her small hands were shaking at her sides and her bottom lip was quivering. Her breath started to quicken then shorten, almost like she was hyperventilating. Her throat felt swollen, her vocal cords were vibrating in her throat, shifting. Not being able to hold it in any longer, the tiny girl began to wail.
Both boys flinched, before looking at each other and taking off. Just in time too, because another little girl came running into the scene, frantically looking for any danger. Her small nose was sniffing the air, trying to find the problem. At the scent of their two older brothers, the girl huffed and pushed copper waves out of her freckled face.
"What did they do this time, Kat?" The slightly older girl crossed her arms, a perfect imitation of their mother.
"Madock won't let me play with them! He made Cory to say no too. I just wanted to play house with them! Lynnie, they never let me play with them." The smaller girl sobbed.
"Stupid brothers! That's okay Kitty! We can play house together! We don't need no smelly boys!" The eight year old grinned lopsidedly, staring down at her sister.
The crying slowly began to stop, only hiccups and a puffy eyes proving that she had been crying. "R-really?" At her older sister's nod,'Kitty' beamed and grabbed onto her sister's hand, dragging her to their tree house.
Because Madocks cranky attitude, the children's parents had the Skulk build the girls a medium sized tree house. It was off limits to the boys until Madock could learn to play nicely. But if it was one thing the Pierce children shared, it was their stubbornness.
Lyn quickly climbed the ladder, checking the inside for monsters. Kat refused to go inside first, ever since she saw a 'bloody lady with missing hands' waiting for her.
"No monsters up here, Kat! Now hurry up you slow poke!"
"I'm coming!" Kat sing songed before stumbling up the ladder. Lyn was at the other side, looking out the window, waiting for her sister to come up.
"Hey Lyn, can I be the mommy again? I want to-oof!" a heavy hump and a strangled yelp made Lyn race over to the door of the tree house. What Lyn saw made her eyes water and her voice quake.
On the ground was Kat, flat on her back. Her eyes were facing the their father tool shed, blood dribbling out of her mouth. Her arm was twisted behind her, and Lyn knew that the way her chest looked wasn't normal.
"MOMMY! DADDY! HELP!" Lyn yelled as loud as she could. She jumped from the tree house door, breaking her legs on impact. A second later and both legs were completely healed, not that she noticed.
The screen door to their large home slapped open, both of the girl's parents racing towards the fallen girl. Grandma came after them, gasping at Kat's body. She quickly picked up Lyn, and rushed her inside, ignoring her flailing arms and her pained protests.
What happened after that was a blur for them both. Kat remembers being rushed to the hospital but blacking out on the ride there. Lyn remembers both parent's coming home without Kat, their mother sobbing and their father crying into her hair.
When she asked about Kat, both parents began to cry harder. The boys had entered and ran to them crying as well. She remembers them all watching movies till late at night, when their mother began to look very distant. She made everyone tea, saying it was 'good for healing'. Lyn thought she meant her once broken legs.
The tea had made her sleepy, and apparently it made everyone else tired as well. Grandma and the boys had already went upstairs, wiping away a few stray tears. Through blurry eyes, she could see her dad snoring.
Lyn's mom had kept insisting he drink the rest of the tea, and he finally had. Now he was out like a light. She picked up Lyn and tucked her into her yellow sheets.
As her eyes were closing, she felt her moms cool hand on her forehead and heard her whisper, "We'll be back soon. I love you." She wanted to ask who 'we' was, but she felt too tired.
In the middle of the night, Lyn awoke with a surge of panic, crying for Kat. Tiny arms encircled her waist, and she let out a shocked bark. There was Kat, perfectly fine, sleeping soundly between Lyn and their mother. Lyn wanted to ask how she got better so fast, without having shifted yet.
But the thought was quickly pushed out of her head as the smaller girls hold tightened. She didn't care how it happened. She was just happy to have her sister back.
Lyn snapped out of her thoughts, wondering why that particular memory came back to her. Tired of thinking, she pushed it into the back of her mind and turned the T.v off, curling up next to Kat. She pulled the covers over them both before turning to face the ceiling. With eyes closed and thoughts turned off, she fell asleep the to comforting sound of her sisters heartbeat.
An: Sorry it's so short. Not really lol
