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I'M SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG - WRITERS BLOCK AND COLLEGE AND I'VE NOW BEEN TOLD I HAVE ANXIETY - possible depression - AND I'VE ACTUALLY STARTED TO HAVE PANIC ATTACKS! IT'S BEEN CRAZY, BUT HERE WE GO ^_^
Stiles
Over the months, I started to learn to control my new found powers. I was still a bit iffy, but I saw progress from when I first started training with Miss Bane - sorry, Emily. Outside of school, I was to call her Emily, not Miss Bane. It was a little difficult, trying to remember, even though it had been three months...
It was now spring and we had a week off - this break was needed, let me tell you! I had already started waking up in the night, burning from the inside. I would wake up screaming, almost throwing myself off the bed, almost hitting Derek as I attempted to crawl out of my own skin. All I wanted was for the pain to stop! It got to the point where I could only get two to three hours of sleep a night, sometimes even getting only twelve hours of sleep a week. My dad had started worrying from day one, the Pack's worry was increasing with each day... I didn't like making them worry! But Miss Bane said that it would get better soon. That by the summer the waking up in the night should stop. Hopefully, that meant I would be able to fully control the fire soon, use it to our advantage when a new Big Bad came to town.
On this day, Mi-Emily had taken us just outside of the town, to this patch of land that was so far out of everybody's way that it would be a surprise to see anyone other than all of us. She had told us that, now I was gaining some control, she was going to bring the Pack into my training - show them how they can help me practice, like they do each other. All I could think was of how nice it would be, to be able to train with them and not have to sit on the sidelines anymore. I could actually be useful, just like the other humans in the Pack.
"Ok, you ready, kid?" Emily asked me, getting ready to throw me around - just like any other training session.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I muttered, cracking my neck and stretching my arms out.
I closed my eyes, finding it was easier not to see the attack coming when we did this - if I saw, I dived out of the way... How was I supposed to get better if I dived out of the way?! So, taking a deep breath, I tried to block out everything around me, focused on keeping calm and staying in control.
I focused on the slight wind swirling around me.
I focused on my heartbeat.
I focused on smell of Derek's cologne drifting over to me.
I just focused on keeping my cool.
But the impact never came. I wasn't thrown to the ground.
I wasn't tackled.
I was just left standing there.
Frowning, I opened one eye, seeing what was taking so long.
Emily was standing there, a small flame coming out from her hand, staring at something that was standing between us.
It was a woman.
Emily
It was like a dream, you know - or, well, a nightmare, really. This was something I never thought would happen. I mean, why would it?! It had never happened before! But, you know, what a way to run into someone you spent the night with.
She had pitch black hair and bright blue eyes, the colours standing out against her porcelain pale skin. Though small, her legs were long; skinny with a slightly flat chest; high cheekbones; lips plump, full and pink. Her ears were pierced - piercings all down her left ear and, on her right, an industrial bar, a cartilage and a double hole - as well as her eyebrow, not to mention the sleeve of tattoos on her left arm.
She was gorgeous. Well, of course she was, it was one of the reasons I hit on her.
FLASHBACK - 3 MONTHS AGO - 11PM
I walked into the club, the music pounding, completely assaulting my ears. It would have hurt, was I not used to it. The only light in the place was the strobes flashing around, lighting up different women scattered around the dance floor and bar. It was almost as good as 'Ladies Night' at this one bar in Virginia...
Looking around, I couldn't decide where I should start, who I should try speaking to first... So, instead, I decided to grab a drink - let myself relax before finding someone to enjoy the night with.
It was easy to get a drink from the bar - just some simple flirting and, bam, instant drink. Taking a small sip from the whisky in my hand, I turned and leant back against the counter, looking around the room. There were groups gathered on the dance floor, bodies writhing and grinding against each other. It had been a while since I had come to a club and seen people letting loose and, let me tell you, it was nice to be back. Nice to be around the freeness.
That was when I saw her.
I saw the piercings.
I saw the leather jacket and purple Henley.
I saw the tight black pants.
I saw the beanie - something that should have looked out of place but just...completed the look.
She was gorgeous - and just my type. But I had to be subtle...
(A few hours later)
Ok, so I may have took something so I could actually get drunk - yes, there was something that could do that! And, now, I was a little more than tipsy and happily dancing away with Blondie and Ariel - those weren't their actual names, that was just what I called them in my head. For the first time in a long time, I was having a blast!
When I saw the gorgeous girl from earlier staring at me - watching me as I danced. Smirking to myself, I may have let myself get a little carried away with my dancing. But, hey, I was - almost - drunk!
As I continued to grind and roll my body against the others, I could feel eyes burning into me. Looking out of the corner of my eye I could tell that, yes, the gorgeous girl was staring intently, pupils slightly dilated.
It was definitely a good night for me.
I made my way over to the bar - to her - quickly, not wanting to miss this opportunity. I could smell the whiskey in her class from the edge of the dance floor, could hear her heartbeat slowly get faster. I leant on the counter next to her, closer than strictly necessary, ordering myself another drink before I turned my attention to the dark haired beauty next to me.
She was still watching me.
"Emily." I told her, smiling slightly.
"Zoey." she replied, running a hand through her hair.
"Hm, knew your name would be just a beautiful as you."
And she laughed. Just a small giggle - more of a chuckle. But I was fucked. I came to the club, looking to just hook up with someone for the night. But I was hooked the moment I heard that sound.
For a moment, I wondered whether or not I should do this. Whether or not I should rethink going after her. In the end, I decided why the fuck not? Live and let live, right?
"Wanna get out of here, gorgeous?" I asked after a few minutes.
"My place or yours?" she purred.
END OF FLASHBACK - Back to present
We had ended up going back to her place, stumbling through the door and tripping over practically everything. I mean, it was hard enough to walk through someone's apartment when drunk, but doing whilst having your tongue down their throat? Well, that just makes it that much harder. We had spent the night together - what a night it was too... And I had left in the morning, before she woke up, just like I had originally planned to do.
And now she was standing in front of me, crossbow in hand, staring at the flame I had created.
"Emily." she scowled.
"Zoey." I gulped.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you."
I'M SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG - WRITERS BLOCK AND COLLEGE AND I'VE NOW BEEN TOLD I HAVE ANXIETY - possible depression - AND I'VE ACTUALLY STARTED TO HAVE PANIC ATTACKS! IT'S BEEN CRAZY, BUT HERE WE GO ^_^
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