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THIS IS A MAJOR MILESTONE, PEOPLE!

Okay, as I said, this is in Seth's P.o.V. And, I've got to warn you, most of it is kind of sad...Actually, the next few chapters don't have that much happiness in them...But! That's for a later convo!

ON WITH THE STORY!

~SashaFierce12.0

Chapter 7

Seth's P.o.V.

It started with nightmares.

I was sitting in my room, staring at the wall when I heard the door slam. I stood up to go see who it was.

"Mom?" Leah asked. I paused at the third to last step when I heard her voice.

"What do you want?" Mom hissed. She sounded drunk. I was going to move, but my feet were glued to those stairs. I heard some footsteps. And then my mom's voice started up again. "Ugh. Your face is sooooo ugly. Just like his. Terrible." Yeah. She was definitely drunk.

Why couldn't my feet move?

"You're the reason he died, you know. If you hadn't played that stuuupid disappearin' act, he would still be here!" All of a sudden I heard a loud slap. I gasped.

Move! Why won't they move? It's as if something had me bolted to the floor.

"M-Mom..." Leah whispered.

"Don't EVER call me that again!" I heard a thud. I tried to move my feet again.

Nothing.

"You don't deserve to call me that ever again!" More footsteps. Then the refrigerator opened and closed. After a couple of seconds, I heard a loud crash. Like glass. And finally...

I jumped down the last three steps and ran to the kitchen. Mom had a piece of glass in her hands and was cutting Leah's arms. I just stared. Dumbfounded. This was not the mother I knew. When I finally got the courage to wrestle the glass from her arms, it was too late. She sliced Leah's neck. And then my sister was gone...

All of a sudden, the monster that used to be my mom turned to me. She held the glass by her shoulder. "Seth! Seth! Seth!" she chanted over and over again. She was getting closer and closer. The glass rising with every step. "SETH! SETH! SETH!" Then she plunged the glass down towards my...

"Seth! SETH! Wake up, bro! It's just a dream!" Someone put their hand on my chest and I screamed and grabbed it.

"NO!" I bolted upright. "PLEASE! DON'T-" I stopped when I saw the Pack all gathered around me. Only one person was missing..."Leah? LEAH! Where are you? Where is she? Paul, where is she?" My head darted back and forth looking for my sister.

"Seth! It's okay. I'm here. I'm right here," she grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes.

"B-but she had you. I saw. She...She..." I collapsed into my sisters arms. She hugged me tight. "I saw it. I was too late. You were...There was...I saw," I choked out.

"No. You weren't. Look at me. See? I'm here. All better," she started to stroke my hair, but I pulled away.

"But what if I had been too late? What would have happened then?" She looked at the guys behind her and back at me. Then she hugged me again. "But she was so close. If I had stayed...I wouldn't be able to live with myself if she had killed you. I wouldn't. I wish it were me."

I had nightmares every night. It came to the point where I would stay up so I wouldn't have them anymore. But then...I started to see things.

I hadn't slept or eaten in three days. I could tell it was starting to worry people.

"Seth, man. You have to eat," Quil offered me one of Emily's muffins. I laid my head down on the table and turned away. Embry was seated at my other side, holding some eggs. Ugh. I hated that smell. My stomach twisted and knotted and then...And then the next thing I knew, I was darting towards the bathroom.

When I was done, I flushed and sat back against the door. I was shivering, but I didn't know why. After a few more minutes, I stood up on shaky legs and opened the door. And then I saw her.

Mom was waiting there on the other side of the door. And this time she held a knife. She put her hands on my shoulders and held it to my neck. I screamed.

"No! Stop!" I heard footsteps and was relieved that the guys had come. But in their place, more moms came running. They were all reaching out to me. Trying to kill me, no doubt. I shook myself out of the first mom's grasp and pushed my way through the others. I ran down the hallway and tripped over one of Baby Claire's toys. I heard footsteps running towards me. Oh, no. They were coming! I was dead, for sure. I curled up and put my hands on my head. "Please...Don't..." I was shaking and crying. One of them put their hand on my shoulder and I jumped, still shivering. But this time, when I looked up, I saw Kim's kind and caring face. "K-K-Kim..." I looked around and saw the rest of the guys; Paul, Brady, Collin, Jacob, Embry, Jared, Sam, Quil, and Leah. "B-but she was just...She was here! And she had a knife, and...And..." Sam came forward.

"Sue disappeared a couple of days ago, Bud. Nobody's seen or heard from her in a while."

"But she was here. Just a couple of seconds ago! Didn't you all see her?" Everyone exchanged worried looks.

"You just need some sleep, Kiddo," Kim said, standing up. "Maybe that will clear your mind."

Well...I was kind of tired...

I tried to stand up, but my legs were shaking so bad, I fell back down. I was still shivering, too. Leah rushed over and helped me up. She led me up the stairs, then put me in the guest room. "You cold?" she put a blanket over me. I smiled, grateful.

"Lee?" I started. She put her hand on my mouth and shook her head.

"Save it, Baby Bro. You need sleep," she stood up, turned out the light, and closed the door. I heard her footsteps descend down the stairs, then muffled voices. I tried to pick up what they were saying, but only caught a little.

"Poor...He's really...I feel bad..." I sighed. I didn't want people to feel bad for me. I never liked it, and I never will. Finally, my eyes started to droop closed. But I regretted it as soon as they finally did. Mom haunted my everything. My thoughts. My dreams. My reality. And...And I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted it all to end. I jumped out of the bed and headed towards the door. I ran down the stairs and out the front door ignoring everyone's shouts. I kept running.

And running.

And running.

I stopped when I came to the cliff that we used for cliff diving. Then I smiled.

It started with nightmares...

And it was going to end here.