I was running. From what I don't know. Why? I don't know. I ran up my stairs and into my room. I closed the door and locked it. I slid under the covers to hide.

Somewhere in my subconcious I knew I was dreaming. My mind was screaming at me to wake up. But I couldn't.

The door banged open. I stifled a scream. The covers were whipped from my body. David was standing over me smiling. It wasn't a nice smile. It was evil and sinister. I tried to get up but he was much stronger than me and pushed me back down. Why wasn't I waking up?

He sat on top of me and said, "Why are you crying? You know it will be fun. I just got to get you in the mood."

He started to rip the clothes from my body. I shut my eyes tight hoping he'll disappear. But, when I opened my eyes what I saw wasn't what I was expecting. Standing behind David was a huge wolf, and it was growling...

&

I woke up screaming. I sat up straight. That wasn't the best Idea there was a tube stuck in my arm. There was also a beeping noise. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was in a hospital.

I tried to remember how I got here. And it came flooding back to me. What will my parents say to me once they've seen I'm awake? My heartbeat picked up. Crap. What will I say to them? How long would I have to stay in this stupid hospital? No doubt they would have put me on suicide watch. My parents will make us move again.

At the thought of moving the pain was back in my chest, like somebody was ripping my heart out. Why was the thought of moving so painful. I layed back down trying not to cry.

The door opened and Seth stepped through the door, "Seth?"

Why the fuck was Seth here? I've known him for like a day. He shouldn't care about me this much. But the thought that he cared made the pain in my chest go away. Oh jeeze. I liked Seth. No. Liked wasn't the right word. Then what is? Love? At that thought I smiled. OH NO! CRAP I CAN'T BE IN LOVE, AND CERTAINLY NOT AFTER KNOWING HIM FOR ONE FRICKEN DAY!!

His expression was painful to look at so I looked at the wall.

"How are you feeling?" He asked in a small voice.

"I'm fine. I guess. I just don't want these stupid needles in my arm. Stupid needle-phobia. How long do I have to stay here? How long have I been here? And why are you here? Not that I want you to leave. I like having you around. I'm not sure why." I told him.

"The doctor said you will be allowed to leave today. You've been out for at least a week. Maybe a little less. The doctor said your mind was protecting itself. Also was trying to make up for the lost blood. I'm here because...I'll tell you about it some other time. I like being around you too. Can I ask you why you did it? Did you really want to...die?" A tear rolled down Seth's cheek.

I started to cry too. I looked down at my hands, my left wrist was wrapped in gauze. I didn't answer him I just kept crying. Seth didn't touch me, although I longed for him to hug me. To comfort me. I wanted him close, I wanted to hug him and never let go. I don't know how long I cried and I don't know how long Seth sat there. But, it seemed like forever. He could have left, but he didn't, he just sat there. Finally I looked up. He was staring at me. I didn't even blush. I just wiped my eyes and concentrated on not letting my voice crack when I talked.

"I've been doing it for over a year now...It never turned out like it did..last week. I didn't want to die, I just...I just wanted to know that I can feel. When David...when he..raped me, it left me broken. Really depressed. Thats why we moved..." I was crying again but not as much as before. "When my parents think I'm going to get too depressed in one place we move. Like moving would make me happier or something. Yea right. Its just when you had me pinned against the wall and kissed me...It reminded me so much of what happened. I know in the back of my mind that you didn't want to hurt me, but that didn't keep the thoughts from coming to my mind. I wanted so much to get rid of the pain. I really don't want to die...The thought hurts to much...the thought that...I would never see you again...I don't see how its possible...but I'm falling for you..."

Seth got up and sat on the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around me. He didn't say anything for a while. He just held me close to him. Seth got up quickly and sat in the chair. At first I was confused, then the door opened. My mom and dad walked in. My mom tried to smile but failed miserably. I looked down again, ashamed. I heard my mom sit next to me and wrap her arms around me.

"We don't have to talk about it. But if you want to, we can. I'm just glad your okay. And me and your father decided we should move to California." She stated.

I gasped. My breathing came out uneven. The world seemed to spin a little. Panic attack? I wanted deperatley to kick and scream.

I yelled, "NO! I'm not moving again. I want to stay here. Please don't make me move again. Please?" I begged. I tried not to cry.

My mother seemed shocked. My dad was the first to speak, "We don't have to move. We just thought moving might be easier for you. Maybe some place sunny and bright."

"Please, please no." I pleaded.

I suddenly felt sorry for Seth. To have him witness all of this. My parents obviously didn't even know he was there. I didn't even realize the door opened until somebody cleared their throat.

"Sorry to interrupt." A very handsome doctor was standing in front of us. He was very pale and had yellow eyes. Probably due to contacts.

He turned to Seth, "Hello again Seth. How is the..gang?"

Seth didn't seem surprised by the doctor talking to him, "Hey Carlisle. Everyones fine."

Carlisle turned to us, "Hello I'm Dr. Cullen. Well, Kayla, you should be able to go after your parents get some paper work done. But, the hospital think it would be best if someone checked in on you every week. You know to make sure anything doesn't happen again...So I will be sending my daughter Alice Cullen, she's a therapist, to come see you every week. Don't worry, she won't judge you on anything. You will talk with her for and hour every Saturday until she tells us that your mental health has improved." Dr. Cullen told us.

Great therapists.

&

The ride home was very quiet. Nobody felt like talking. It just seemed too depressing. The silence was killing me.

I didn't want to talk, I was afraid my parents would get all mushy and want to talk about how I'm feeling and why I did what I did.

And, I really didn't want to talk right now. What I really wanted was for Seth to be here holding me, telling me everythings going to be okay. Seth doesn't get to be with me tomorrow when Alice, the therapist, comes to talk to me. My parents don't even get to be there. In a way I'm kind of glad that I have to have a thereapist. That way my parents can't MAKE me move, because well, Alice is a free therapist. Your not going to find one of those in California. Why I'm kind of glad is because I'm not ready to leave LaPush. I can't leave. Not now. Not since I've met Seth. I just get this feeling that we should be together.

But I highly doubt he's going to want to touch me in any way since I freaked out when he kissed me. But, maybe if it's my choice to do stuff then I won't be so sad. In a way it kind of makes sense. It would most likely take a lot of convincing on my part to get Seth to actually kiss me again. I'm sure he's probably thinking right now that he should just find a less crazy chick to kiss. The thought of another girl kissing Seth sent a wave of jealousy through me. I ground my teeth together trying to push such crazy thoughts from my mind.

We pulled up to our house. My parents didn't say a word to me. They just got out of the car and started walking to the door. I wonder how long they would not be talking to me for. That would be interesting. To have my parents giving me the silence treatment instead of the other way around. In a way it's kind of a sad too. I went upstairs to go to bed. Even after sleeping for like a week, I was still tired. Instead of going to the bed I went to my dresser. I decided I should take a shower before I go to bed.

After I got out of the shower I brushed my teeth and went into my room. My alarm clock said it was 11:00 pm. I got into my bed and covered up.

While sleeping I dreamt of the wolf again.