83. RIVERS PACK PART I

I knew I had been out of it for so long and I fought so hard in panic because I knew my pack needed me but no matter how much I pushed there was just nothing but darkness pressing me down. The same darkness I loved kept me hostage in my own body. I screamed in my heard, punched and pushed with all I had but it seemed I could not negotiate my way through the darkness that trapped me down.

Nothing was happening, I could hear nothing, just absolute hell. I cried over and over in my head yet it helped no one until I felt the darkness swirl inside me.

The ache was what I felt first, deep to my bones then the softness of the sheets and the cool air on my skin. I knew it was happening and all I could do was push it even further away until my eyes flickered open to close. The room was dark, the ceiling coming to view to be whisked away again until my eyes went steady and I was just staring at the ceiling.

I stayed there for I don’t know how long. I knew I had done something terrible and I was