Chp 3 Pt. 2 Darkness Is Creeping In

Ahsoka

I knew I should’ve have left for the bonfire. I’ve never seen him so furious. He beat me harder than ever before despite the gunshot wound to my shoulder. My shoulder is killing me and I am bleeding all over my sheets. I carefully get out of the bed and go sit by the window, pulling out my razor blade. I hesitate for a moment before cutting into my thigh. I do my best to stop the bleeding and get some rest. I don’t know how I am going to stitch myself back from this one.

The next morning I groan from the invading sunlight in my room. I slowly sit up and look down at my shoulder, but see there is no gunshot wound. I fling my blankets off and find my leg is fully healed as if I never had a cut mark. Did I dream the whole thing? I hope not, I liked having my wolf around. I look at my clock and find that is two o’clock in the afternoon. I panic and rush out my bedroom door only to find my father, a woman and a cop in the living room.

“Hey angel. This is Mary from children service