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Chapter 12-Just the Norm for a Teen Wolf.

Friday Night Bitch Fight- Ke$ha

Bonnie's POV

"What do you mean? How in the world did you forget to tell me this one major detail! How! What?" I screeched at my MawMaw, Aunt Tayler, Aunt Mar, and my oldest cousin Tyler. Who is Tayler's daughter. Tyler is the trouble maker of the family. She and I have always had a not so normal family relationship, so I had no problem yelling my pretty little heart out at her. "Why?" I finally whined feeling defeated.

"Sit down. Shut up. And Listen." Tyler told me with a bitchy tone. Good Lord, I'm only having a mental breakdown here, not like it's anything to give me sympathy for.

"I'm sorry that I forgot to tell you, but it just slipped my mind. It's not nothin' to be worryin' 'bout darlin'. It'll all end soon enough. Well actually it won't 'all' be over, but this stage will be." My Aunt Tayler told me, being the sensible one she always was. She made it all sound like it was rational, but even though it wasn't.

I can't be mad at her, it's not fair. I need to be mad at someone. I have to be. I had to be mad at someone. The blame has to be placed somewhere. But I can't because I guess this is just 'norm' for a teenage werewolf.

-Earlier

"What happened!" I heard my dad, but it sounded like he was talking to me, but you know not to me. I felt like I hearing him like he was underwater and far from me.

"I think she fainted." My Aunt Mar said sounding the same as my dad.

"No shit. What a little baby. Can't even handle herself. How does she survive?" Tyler's voice hissed.

Can you all just shut up and help me! Right then I opened my eyes. My MawMaw was standing over me looking at me very curiously, "Are you okay?" She said leaning closer to me. I could feel that my neck was still warm and now was starting to itch.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I don't really know what happened." I said with my voice sound weak and small very unlike me.

"Can you just fuckin' stop bitchin'. You were having a dream. A bad one. We all had them when we were 16. Happens then it stops. Good memories get turned into bad ones, and it leaves you harmed. Yeah, it's just another part of our lovely family tradition. God, can you be any more of a baby?" Tyler complained.

"Can you be any more of a bitch? Suck my di-"

"Quit!" Aunt Tayler yelled cutting me off, "Both of y'all! Am I gonna have to separate ya'll like I did when ya'lls were little? Tyler shut your mouth. Bonnie, tell me what happened then you too will shut your mouth." Aunt Tayler scolded both of us making me feel even more like a child than I already was. She turned to look directly at me and her eyes were burning. "Go on."

I told them the story of my dream, I felt uncomfortable with my dad's eyes looking down on me somewhat, like disappointed at the fact that I could even think of being with someone else. Except for the fact that I really wasn't thinking of being with someone else, it was a dream that was not under my control. I would never think of being with someone else besides Jacob. Ugh, his name makes my stomach twist because he isn't here. It feels like half of me is back home with him. Home, that's funny because I always thought that I would never think of Washington as home. Now that I think of it, I don't think that Washington was the thing that I am thinking of as home. I think that's Jacob.

My MawMaw looked at me for a minute nodded her head, grabbed Aunt Mars hand and walked out of the room. Being the woman of little words that she was, I could see the little wheels turning in her head. Aunt Tayler just looked at me for a few more minutes, until she finally spoke up.

"Tyler, will you go n' get her a warm worsh-rag, please." I could tell Tyler rolled her eyes at the question, "And don't make me whoop your butt for rollin' those lookers in your head at me." Aunt Tay said without even looking at my cousin, she always told me that she had eyes in the back of her head. I think that I believe her now.

My MawMaw came back in the room with my Aunt Mar, who were soon followed by Tyler. Tyler handed the worsh rag to Aunt Mar because she was a nurse at the local hospital. She kneeled down close to me ignoring the blood by her and gestured to my dad to prop me up. He did and she pressed the rag to my neck.

"We'll tell you later what happened." MawMaw said with sad eyes.

-Real Time Now(:

My family had sat me down to listen to them talk about the curse. I thought they had gone over the basics when we went to camp when I was ten. Obviously not.

"We might have forgot to tell you that this happens when you turn 16," Aunt Tayler stopped looking uncertain.

"I didn't just turn 16 though! I have been 16 for like almost a whole year now! My birthday is like in a month! How come it's just startin' now?" I was starting to get even more frustrated than I already was. I was starting to lose my temper, I try not to lose it all that often. I've been told that it is not attractive.

"We don't know why you are just startin' the dreams now. We also don't know why that yours are so," Aunt Mar paused for a moment leaving me boiling waiting for the answer, "intense." She turned to my MawMaw and my Aunt Tayler that were now discussing something I'm assuming was more important than me, which set me even more on fire. I mean not to sound like a spoiled bitch or anything, but I was kinda in break down mode and I wanted the attention on me. "The dreams are supposed to stay dreams. They aren't supposed to come out of the dreams. I don't understand how they are this bad. Could she be-"

"No." MawMaw said too quickly, changing my anger towards them to fear of what Mar was referring to.

"What? Could I be what?" I asked hastily, hearing my voice made me cringe. It sounded like an caged animal that was going nuts.

"Nothing. She was askin' if you could be just… losing too much blood from the neck wound that it was making you forgetful." My Aunt Tayler interjected just trying to cover for them. They all nodded their heads in agreement and I knew that she was lying through her teeth and I wanted the truth.

"Don't lie to me. I'm not a moron. Tell me the truth." I said slowly making them know that I was serious about wanting the truth.

"We aren't ly-" Aunt Mar began but MawMaw cut her off.

"Don't. You might be a-" A ground shaking boom cut her off.

Jacob's POV

My head was hurting. I felt like I was hungover, but ten times worse. How is it possible that people can feel this way? Maybe it was when I got kicked in the face, when I walked in on Quil showing Embry a karate move? No, or maybe it might have been when I was slammed into a huge boulder when I was fighting off two vampires. No, not that either! It was when my sister came in with a new perfume and sprayed it all over the house, and by the way it smells like old granny perfume, giving me a headache.

"Man! You are such a freaking baby! Can't you just you know? Like get over it." Embry said trying to stifle a laugh.

"Go to hell." I told him through gritted teeth. I would have left three hours ago, but my sister took my car, and I have to wait on my dad hand and foot because he has a temperature.

"I've already been there. They asked for you."

"Oh yeah! Never heard that one. Good one." I said sarcastically. I was not in the mood for his stupidity at the moment.

"Bro, go outside. Breathe in the fresh air. I'll be inside eating all your food." He said pushing my chair towards the kitchen door.

For some reason I'm not sure why this didn't occur to me earlier. I stood from the chair not caring whether Embry was about to eat all my food, but I was dead set on getting some air that didn't smell like a beauty shop.

I walked out the door and took in the deepest breath that I could manage and let it out. What is that saying In with the Good out with the Bad? Or something like that.

Suddenly my headache was alleviated, until a new smell hit in the face. Vampires. How could they be this close to home and no one kill them? Anger flushed through me. I ran through the list of people patrolling right now. Collin and Brady.

I ran inside managing to not tear the door off, while going inside.

"Embry! Vamps. We have to go now!" I yelled trying to keep it quiet enough to make sure my dad wouldn't hear.

"Whaer talking 'bout?" He yelled through a mouthful of my food. I was actually impressed that he was not spitting his food out the way he was chewing with his mouth open and talking at the same time.

"Vampires. We need to leave now." I said seriously. He stared at the food for a minute as if to tell it goodbye. He got out of his chair and ran out the door with me on his heels.

-Three Hours later.

I was back at home with a clothes pin on my nose. I was fed up with this smell. Opening every door, window and any other p[ening in the house while turning the fans on, seemed like a great idea until a squirrel came in the house. How the hell does a squirrel just come in someones house? Well this one just walked through one of the doors.

Embry was sitting on the couch next to me. We were almost sweating. That stupid squirrel could run fast. We chased that thing through the house for about twenty minutes before we go it outside. Then we shut all the windows, doors, and any other opening to the house. So long story short my house still smells like old lady.

The TV was on, but I wasn't really paying attention. There was only one thing on my mind, but I knew if I think of her my heart will hurt worse than it already does.

I haven't heard her voice in I think going on two days now. I can't stop now. My heart was already being torn apart, and I couldn't do anything about it. Tomorrow was the full moon and I knew I wouldn't be able to do anything about that.

Lillian-May's POV

The realization had really sunk in. What had I done to my family. Five generations of them. I could not have done that. It must have been a dream.

"Momma! John took my toy!" Bonnie yelled from behind the house. I was sitting on the porch waiting for my husband to come home.

"John. Don't make me come back there. Ya' hear?" I said loudly making sure that it reached them.

"Tattle-tail!" John hissed at what I'm assuming could only be Bonnie.

"Momma! John is callin' me names!" She wined. Goodness gracious kids.

I stood up slowly, not really wanting to got settle this, when I heard my husband's loud voice ring through my ears.

"Darlin' I have wonderful news! You will just die when you hear it." He said excitedly.

"Oh, Al. Don't even do that to me! Just tell me." I told him and he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my nose.

"We are going to be rich. This idea just popped into my mind I talked about it with George and he said it was a great idea. We are starting a sporting good company. We have this glove that you can play this game called baseball with that we created to protect your hand when you catch the ball when it is caught. We are going to be rich." He said almost bursting from the seams with enthusiasm.

"I know you have talked about the sporting good store for a while now, but are you sure we can swing it?" I asked him unsure, looking down at my now bulging belly.

"We will make it." He promised. He voice was telling me one thing, but I was telling myself another.

-One day later.

Today was the full moon, so we are going to head over to the rest of the family's house and celebrate. Tonight was one of my daughter's birthday she was turning the bit one-oh. That would be ten. My daughter was happy this year because her birthday was on the full moon. Al, John, Cain, Rene', Bonnie and George's kids are going out on the bayou to go get some gators or frogs. The full moon is always when the wild animals really come out.

I was looking around my house for something I was sure I was missing. I couldn't put my finger on what it was, but I knew something wasn't right. I looked around the house once more. I still just couldn't find it. Well, shucks. I guess I will just have to do without, it must not have been that important because I can't remember what it is.

My daughter, Bonnie is a spitfire. She always has energy especially when it's time to go to sleep. Then she is like a firecracker. She has a mouth that has been rinsed out with soap many a time and light blond hair that could fool anyone into thinking that she was an angel. She acts older than she is. For being ten she acts like she's twenty, helping me with the younger kids and helping in the kitchen.

We left the house walking down the street towards Al's brother's house. That's when things started to go bad.

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Love always,

B.