AN: Sorry, this took me awhile... Also since its been awhile, I'll remind you of what is happening. Mel and Sma were fighting in a way. Mel thought what was happening was terrible and was shaking like she was about to phase. She ran away and tripped. Then we are here, so read!

Chp.6(Dazed and Confused)

"Melanie. STOP." Sam yelled as I tripped over my own two feet. I regained balance and tried to run away. I swear I tried. I tried with all of my power, but couldn't. My legs were glued to the ground. I couldn't even move an inch. I looked around as a twig snapped from behind me. As my eyes scanned the forest I saw them. Three pairs of glowing eyes. They all looked like they belonged on the beast that haunts my nightmares. Standing with a hard look on his face, but with soft eyes, was Sam. He sent me an intimidating look.

"Why can't I move?" I asked him. I had to be dreaming. He ignored my comment and came a step forward.

"You will go back to the house and to your room immediately. You will then proceed to get ready for bed. When you are ready you will immediately fall asleep. Also you will be nicer from now on." Sam said with authority. I growled at him. As soon as the feral sound left my lips I heard the eyes growl at me. Sam cocked an eyebrow when I didn't start moving. "Now." He said firmly. I let out another growl and fought the urge to move.

"No." I said in a quivering voice. I immediately followed with a growl, because that was the only thing that came out strong. Within a second Sam was in right in front of me. He towered over me and a low growl was forming in his chest.

"Do not growl at me again." Sam said in a warning tone. I looked at the floor as shame washed over me. What was going on? Sam cleared his throat and took a step to the side. "You were going somewhere." He said motioning me forward. My feet moved against my will and I walked to the house.

My ears pounded and sweat dripped down my face as I stared at myself in the mirror. What happened last night? I woke up dazed and confused. I had seen the beast that haunts my nightmares. There were three of them. Sam had threatened me, and told Seth something that was making him worry about me. I had moved when I didn't want to. I thought it was all a dream. It really should be, but I feel like something has been ripped out of me. My will. My free will is gone. I'm attached to Sam somehow. Whatever he said last night I had to do.

I stepped into the shower and let the freezing water cascade down my back. I felt goose bumps rise on my arms and my mind cleared. I sprung back to reality as I tipped my head back into the spray of water. All last night was was a dream. I was fine. I was a whole person. The only thing that tied me to Sam was our father.

I ran a comb through my tangled hair. The knots fell out easily and I smiled. After throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt I headed down stairs. I was going to be nice today. It was a rare occasion, but if last night was real it would shock Sam. We all know by now I love making Sam think. It entertains me.

"Hey Emily! What are you making?" I asked her in a sweet airy voice. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me funny.

"Pancakes and bacon right now. There are some waffles on the table." She said slowly.

"Thanks! Do you need any help?" I asked her as Collin and Brady stopped eating and looked at me.

"I'm fine Mel. Thanks for asking." She answered looking around frantically. Her eyes landed on the arch behind me that lead to the living room. I turned and smiled. All of the boys, including Leah, were here. I walked in with a bounce to me step.

"Hey guys!" I said cheerily.

"Hi." They all mumbled back after a second. Sam placed his head in his hands and let out a frustrated sound. I walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you alright, Sam? I hope you aren't mad at me." I said honestly. Whoa, were had that come from and why am I genuinely being nice.

"I'm fine." He snapped at me.

"Sammy? Tell me." I said pulling his ear slightly. He shot up and glared at me.

"Someone." He growled out. Seth came over all smiles and butterflies. He was bouncing with excitement just like me.

"Let's go eat some pancakes." Seth said pulling me away. I smiled and followed him.

"Bye Sam! Feel better!" I called over my shoulder as Seth dragged me into the kitchen. He sat me down and handed me a plate of pancakes.

"What do you want to drink?" He asked as I stared at him.

"Water please! Oh and Seth, can I have some whipped cream." I asked him.

"Sure thing." He said digging in the fridge.

"Thanks! You are so nice." I said as he handed me everything.

"I know." He said with a secret smile spread across his lips. He started eating so I did as well. I hummed as I ate which was weird. I never hummed. Seth slammed his fist on the table and jumped up.

"Seth?" I asked him. He sent me a look, so I sank into my chair.

"Sam change her back!" He yelled walking into the living room at an unnatural pace. What was he talking about? I hadn't even done anything.

"It doesn't make sense though Seth. I ordered her and she responded like you guys would, but I told her to be nicer and she acts like Kim did that one time I ordered her." Sam said scratching his head as I walked into the living room.

"I don't think she's going to phase. Sure she was shaking, but this." Jake said standing up and motioning to me. "She wouldn't be acting like a complete psycho if she was going to phase soon. Maybe she will in a year, but now?" He finished as everyone looked at me.

"Mel. Come here." Sam sighed.

"You are mad at me! I'm so sorry." I started, but got cut off as he grabbed my hand.

"Shhh. Stop acting nice. Go back to acting how you want to act." He said in that voice. I gasped as that whole inside of me, my will, shattered into a million pieces and then magically fixed its self. I looked up from my hand and saw Sam looking at me. I shrugged off his hand and glared.

"What's going on?" I spat at him.

"She's back!" Seth yelled hugging be from behind. I looked up and smiled.

"Where did I go?" I asked as his face fell.

"Sam! She doesn't remember a fucking thing." Seth yelled shaking. He was right. I had no idea when I woke up or what happened last night. Everything else was fuzzy.

"That's a good thing Seth." He said in a quiet voice as he ran his hand over his tattoo that all of them had. Seth's eyes widened and he nodded.

"Right! Mel you want some pancakes and whipped cream?" He asked me.

"That sounds amazing." I smiled up at him. I may not remember this morning or last night, but I knew one thing. Seth would tell me anything.

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