I had told you guys before that if I got 200+ reviews, I'd post the first three chapter of the sequel together, so I'll stick to my promise!:D Here ya goooo!

Four months passed. During the duration of the summer, I was practically a robot. I woke up, ate, went to work, ate, then went to bed. On the few special occasions where I went to a party, or I went to hang out with Darren and Layna, I would barely speak. I made small talk with all of my patients and coworkers at the hospital, but never once did I smile.

To say that Darren was worried about me was an understatement. He had tried to talk to me countless times about Isaac. He even tried to sign me up for therapy. I denied all of his efforts to get me to show any emotion.

School was starting in exactly 3 days. I woke up, about to start my daily routine, when something threw me off. I felt my heart suddenly quicken, and a feeling of danger deep in my gut. I tried to catch my breath, but it was caught in my throat. I gasped, not being able to breathe. "Help!" I screamed before passing out.

I woke up to beeping noises, and a breathing tube stuck in my nose. Melissa was watching me with worry. "Lucy! I'm glad you're up. You're brother is here to see you." I groaned. Here was another reason for him to think there was something wrong with me.

"What happened?" I asked her curtly. She smiled sympathetically. "It seems that you had a panic attack." She said, stroking my hair motherly. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"A panic attack?" I asked stupidly. Melissa nodded. "Do you have any idea what could have set it off?" She asked me gently. I shook my head. "No. No, it was sudden. I was getting ready for work, I felt fine. It was all of a sudden. I-I don't know." I mumbled. She pursed her lips. "In that case, we may have to keep you here longer."

I groaned. "School starts in 3 days!" I complained. She smiled sadly. "I'm sorry, sweetie. We'll try to make sure you're out by then, but chances are, you might have to stay here until we confirm that you're stable."

I rolled my eyes, not saying anything. Melissa started for the door. "I'm sending your brother in!" She called out to me before closing the door behind her. I closed my eyes, waiting nervously for Darren to come into the room. I didn't notice he was in until he spoke. "Lucy, what am I going to do with you?" He said exasperatedly. I opened my eyes and met his, warm and green. They were much prettier and more comforting than my sharp green ones.

"I-I don't know what happened." I began. Darren held a hand up to silence me. "I know, Melissa already told me. Lucy, this is the last straw. What has been going on this summer?" He demanded. I looked down, not saying anything. He continued. "I get that Isaac broke up with you, and you needed time to get over it, but a whole summer? That seems excessive."

I nodded. "I know. I don't know why I am like this. I just-I feel like nothing even matters anymore." I mumbled, a stray tear slipping down my cheek. Darren's eyes softened and he moved closer to me to rub the tear from my cheek. "Lucy, don't say that please." He begged me. "You mean so much to me, and I love you."

I nodded, more tears spilling. "I love you too, Darren." I mumbled. He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I'm hoping things will get better when school starts for you." He told me. "But please, Lucy. If you are ever feeling like this again, talk to me, okay? I-I don't want to lose you."

I agreed and Darren smiled victoriously. "So, uh, how did I end up here?" I asked him. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "I mean, the last thing I remember was collapsing on my apartment floor. How did I get here?" I elucidated. That brought a smile the Darren's face. "Well, a boy by the name of Colby Saunders heard you from your room." My eyes widened. I hadn't talking to Colby since the slapping incident. We occasionally saw each other in the hallway, but no words were exchanged.

"He broke down your door and called 911. He seemed really worried for you." Darren continued, still smirking. "Is there anything there?" He asked me. I grimaced. "I barely know him, Dare." I growled with annoyance. Darren raised his hands up in defense. "Okay, sorry, I just thought, you know." He winked. I groaned. "Please leave before you embarrass yourself further." I begged. He smiled and left the room giddily.

I was about to lay my head back down, when my cellphone vibrated on the table beside me. I stretched over carefully and looked at my phone. I didn't recognize the number. Shrugging, I answered the call. "Hello?"

"Lucy, this is Derek." His gruff voice said back to me. My eyes widened and I sat up straighter. "What, why, where-" I began until he cut me off. "It's Isaac. He's been taken."

With those simple words, my whole world came crashing down. I knew Isaac and Derek were up to dangerous things this summer. He had mentioned it before leaving me. I guess I just imagined Isaac as invincible. I never thought anything could or would happen to him. My face hardened. He was no longer mine to worry about. As much as I was begging myself not to, as much as it pained me to do so, I pressed end call.

I laid my head down, tears streaming down harder than they have in months. Suddenly, I felt a familiar feeling of danger in my gut, along with a metallic taste in my mouth. No, not metallic. Blood. My throat closed, making my breaths come in short gasps. My heart quickened, feeling like it was about to launch out of my chest.

I found the call nurse button on my bedside and slammed my fist on it. I heard a loud noise. It sounded like a scream. It played over and over in my head. It sounded far away, and desperate for help. It wasn't my scream. It was familiar, though. I tried to find the person behind the screaming, but I had no such luck. I felt my heart stop, and I passed out.

I opened my eyes, once again being met with the white walls of the hospital. Melissa was by my bedside, along with Darren and Layna. As my eyes fluttered open, Layna gasped and ran to me, engulfing me in a hug. "Don't do that to us again, Lucy!" She whispered in my ear. I hugged her back, confused out of my mind. Where was the screaming person? What happened to them?

"Where did they go?" I asked with worry, looking around. "I-I have to help." I said again, trying to scramble out of my hospital bed. Darren held me down, not allowing me to get up. "Lucy, what are you talking about?" He asked, eyes narrowed. I frowned. "They-they needed help. They were here." I whispered. I knew I must've sounded completely out of my mind to them.

"There is no one here who needs help except for you, honey." Darren spoke softly. I continued to frown, not looking anyone in the eye. Melissa gave me an odd look before turning to Darren and Layna. "I'm going to stay here with her and try to get her to rest, why don't you two go down and eat in the cafeteria?" She offered. They reluctantly agreed and left the room with one last glance toward me.

Once they were gone, Melissa turned to me and watched me intently. "What?" I asked her, confused. She breathed deeply. "Lucy, when I came in here, you weren't just having a panic attack." She told me. I cocked my head slightly. She continued. "You were seizing at the same time. And you, you were yelling something." She mumbled.

"What was I yelling?" I demanded. "Y-you were saying his name, over and over again." Melissa mumbled again. I knew who she meant by 'his'. "You were saying something about danger."

I watched her, mouth agape. "Did anyone else hear it?" I asked her quietly. She shook her head. I breathed deeply. "What does it mean?" I squeaked out. Melissa shrugged. "I have no idea." She sighed. "I'm going to let you go to sleep. Call if you need anything." She said before leaving the room. I pressed the side of my face to the pillow and closed my eyes, instantly falling asleep.

I didn't have a normal dream. This one seemed more like a nightmare because it seemed so real.

I walked into an old building. The walls were marble, and the floor was granite. I slowly walked up the stairs, looking around to examine my surroundings. I hid behind a pillar and listened to something intently. It was odd, because it seemed as if I had heightened senses. I couldn't see where the voices were coming from, but I heard them. One was definitely Boyd.

"But I won't be able to control it, neither of us will." He said worriedly. Another girl's voice appeared that I didn't recognize. "That's the point. They want us dead." She said harshly. I felt worried for them.

Before I could do anything else, someone grabbed me and pushed me to the ground. It was a tan lady with dark hair, red eyes and fangs. Definitely a werewolf. An alpha werewolf. I shrieked as she grabbed me and pinned me down. She had a foot on my chest and roared at me with anger. I cringed back in fear.

I woke up, dripping sweat. The dream seemed so real, but as soon as I started to regain myself, my memory of the dream began ebbing away. I fought hard to remember exactly what happened. Boyd, other girl, werewolf lady. The only things I remembered from the traumatic nightmare. I shook my head furiously and drifted off to sleep again. This time, it was dreamless.