AN: this one's pretty short. I've been having some troubles figuring out how Abbie should find out about Kate and what she did. This is just a start of her nightmares. Anyway, I hope you guys like it. :D
I stare deep down into the eyes of my nightmares
As they come to life
I feel my heart beat right out of my chest
and I think I might be losing the fight
Sleepless Nights, Memphis May Fire
After so many incidents of walking in my sleep, and somehow always ending up in the deeply in the forest, I decided to put more clothes on me before going to sleep. Previous night's I've spent barefoot and half naked in cold nights, started to reflect on my health. My body temperature rose, and I couldn't get warm enough. Since birth I'm a person with slow metabolism, weakness seems to flow in my blood naturally.
Another precaution: dad decided someone should stay with me in a room. Allison took the responsibility for me first. My sister knew how I feel about this situation, but she decided to keep quiet about it. I wanted to tell her all about Derek, Kate, or whole family. There is so much she doesn't know about as, and for that I envy her. It was easier to live in the darkness of not knowing. Kate showed me just a glimpse of how this world works in reality. I am only mad that I have to keep it for myself and can't share it with anyone.
Our father entered the room, followed by Kate. It surprised me, she doesn't usually come to say goodnight. He kissed my forehead, and then Allison's, wishing us both good night and morning. He won't be here tomorrow because of some business trip he has to attend, just for one day. I didn't like him leaving us, not now when I know the threat Alpha represents. "I'm not delighted to go, but it's important," He said tiredly, "You girls be good."
Once again he hugged me then left the room. Kate stayed, taking a seat on wooden chair next to my desk. She waited in silence for ten minutes, probably waiting for her brother to settle in bed and fall asleep. "I threw a bomb on you and it shocked you both pretty hard." Kate finally said. Both of us… She told Allison too? "I'm proud of how well you took it. When your father told me I was two years younger – a kid who barely knew how the world thinks. I freaked out for months, thought I'm getting crazy, that Chris's just messing out with me." Kate giggled at old memories; I could see some of it inside of her – a twelve year old girl finding out her nightmares are real. But she grew into very different person. She changed, killed the girl who only thought about toys and boys and turned her into a huntress.
"Well, there's still time to go all nut job." I sighed, "Some more than other." Applying on myself, I returned on my bed.
Kate spoke softly. "That is a problem that can be solved."
I wanted to tell her about creature in my dreams – it's fast, big, deadly and had red eyes. But maybe that's something I should keep to myself, because I don't understand them well either. And the side of Kate, the one who hunts deadly werewolves for fun, didn't seem like a good shoulder for crying.
This time is raining. My clothes are wet, and my skin is cold as ice. But I'm not shivering anymore. In fact, I don't feel anything except fast beating of heart in my chest. It's painful and loud.
My legs are controlling me, I don't have the strength to pull back or to fight it. The place is same as always, but there is something different about my vision. My eyes are blur and watering. Terrible stink trapped in the air surrounds me, and I breath heavily.
Not until few more meters I realized there's something else in the air. Smoke. It's so think I'm able to see how it moving through big trees. That's when I heard screams breaking the silence of peaceful night.
I'm not surprised to know what way I'm supposed to go, it's all familiar like it's the only thing I know.
Fire. Fire everywhere. People are screaming from inside the house, trying to reach out. But they're trapped. I tried to help, wanted to help them. My legs wouldn't listen, they stayed in one place, again forming a statue of living flesh. Smoke slowly found its way in my lungs, burning them and forbidding me to scream. Like a barrage in my own throat I couldn't get rid of.
Finally, my eyes observed the environment around me. It's hard to see, but easy to recognize.
Blond haired woman stood in the safe distance from the house, laughing hysterically.
She saw me, turned to me, wicked smile formed on her face.
I'm looking at the complete stranger.
I'm looking at my aunt.
I'm looking at Kate.