The snap of branches near by sent adrenaline coursing through my veins.
"Derek, I think-"
" Hello cupcake" Liam's voice whispered in my ear from behind me.
Chills crawled up my skin at the sound of his voice. My body reacted before my mind did. Jabbing my elbow back, and I was met with a hard stone of Liam's stomach. My legs taking flight as soon as my elbow hit. Ramon stepped out from the shadows in front of me. Stopping in the dirt, I tried to spin and go around. A tight grasp on my shoulders lifted me from the ground. The light from of the moon shone from sinister clouds. The light shone off of the Liam and Ramon's eyes just live wolves.
" Run Der-" my voice was chocked off when Ramon's hand grabbed at my windpipe. My eyes bulged. Kicking, praying I'd find purchase to kick at. Finding none, I struggled to pull the hand from my throat. I watched Derek's form rise as silent as a panther from the ground.
Black dots filled my eyes as I was swung around. I heard a growl, but it sounded far away. The last thing I remember is pain filling my mind, then all went black and silent.
A soft hand brushed my cheek. A sound of even breathing rustled me from the sleep that held me.
" Shhh, I think she's waking up" a familiar voice said.
When my eyes opened the unfamiliar scenery sent a wave a Déjà vu through me.
Cracking my eyes open, dim light flitted in them. The place reeked of hospital cleaners and blood. Familiar green eyes stared back down at me.
" Derek." A smile grew on my face.
" Chloe, god I am so sorry. Are you okay? How much do you remember?" A worried expression filled the look of joy. His warm hands grasped my cool ones, as he pulled me up. I took in the stark white tiled walls and matching floors. Figures filled the corners. They lied crumpled in a single corner. Taking my hand and running it through my hair, a nervous habit I picked up from Derek. I could only imagine this scene making it big on the Cinmark screen worldwide. This scene would hit all ages. It would be horror, romance, and shock.
A figure moved in the corner with a large sigh. A familiar blonde head rose from the floor, and stretched. He wrinkled white tank top, stained with blood.
" Finally up? Well how are you feeling Chloe? God, you have grown. Did you understand my letter? I wrote in a rush and`"
" Aunt Lauren?" my voice cracked.