Deserted But Not Alone

Chapter 10

The journey back home was completely silent. Adam and I were lost in our own worlds from the moment we left the living room to grab our luggages. I felt so stupid and afraid. My father's sister just confirmed that my parents death were her and her husband's doing and there's nothing I can do about it. To top it all off, I'm a rouge. What the hell am I supposed to do with that information? Lie low and hope for the best? Or should I be on the run from people who don't even know me but are hunting me and my brother down? How am I supposed to do that for the rest of my life? This wasn't what I imagined my 18th birthday to be like.

Those were the thoughts that plagued me on the plane, at the airport and even in the cab back home. Like a robot, Adam opened the front door and just went up straight to his room. Five minutes later I heard something break. Then a crash and the sound of something else breaking. I don't know if it was my new sensitive wolf hearing or Adam was just that loud, but I heard him crying and I covered my mouth to stifle a sob of my own. I collapsed on my bedroom floor and cried silently. I tried to wipe away my tears, but they just kept on coming rapidly. My eyes went to a picture of my parents on my nightstand and a I could imagine was Aunt Meghan and her husband attacking and maiming them until no life was left in them. I imagined their evil grins as they watched my parents slowly die. No wonder the doctors said it was an animal attack! Aunt Meghan and Uncle Travis killed my parents with their wolves!

I can't stay like this. I can't keep living like this, not with everything I know now and the doom hanging over my head. I have to be strong right now, if not for me, then for Adam. I don't mind going down, but I'm not going to let anything happen to my brother. I forced my tears back and steeled my myself, deciding to no longer be scared and afraid.

I got up from the floor and left my room to go to Adam's. I knocked on his door.

"Adam?"

"Go away Abby." Came the reply from inside.

I tried again. "Listen, I know you're probably feeling a lot of things right now. Anger, hurt, fear. I feel all of that too. But don't forget what we are now, rouges. We're rouges Adam, and every pack in our vicinity is going to come for us regardless of us being a threat to them or not. So please open the door so we can talk about this."

Silence. Complete silence.

"Adam?"

"Adam?! I know you're in there, open the door!" I was already worried because he could be having a panic attack behind that door. "Salem what do I do? He's not answering." I asked my wolf.

"Break the door down. You're not going to be here for much longer anyway." She had point, but where was I supposed to get the strength to break this door down?

Salem understood my worry, "I'm here with you Abby, you have the strength. So break THIS FUCKING DOOR DOWN!"

With that, I rammed my shoulder into the door and it gave way immediately. The door fell into the room. On a normal day, I would be in total shock, but what caught my attention wasn't the broken door, it was the fact that Adam wasn't in his room.

Now I wasn't just worried, I was full on panicking.

"Adam? Where are you?" He wasn't on the bed so I checked the closet. Negative. The windows were closed from the inside too, so he couldn't have gone out. The next option was the bathroom. I tried opening it, but it was locked. I didn't think twice before breaking the handle and pushing the door open. What I saw next made my blood run cold.

I found Adam lying still, submerged underwater in the bathtub. His hands were tied together and he was in nothing but his black boxers. Another thing that increased my worry, was the blood mixing with the water.

With a speed even I didn't know I had, I ran to the bathtub and pulled him out of the water and into the floor. I put my hand on his neck to feel his pulse. It was faint, but it was there and I was going to bank on that quickly untied his hands and administered CPR, crying in between pressing down on his chest and breathing air into his lungs.

"Adam please don't do this to me. You can't leave me all alone like this. It's not fair! Adam wake up! Wake the fuck up!" I was in hysterics, but I didn't

let up on giving him CPR until he opened his eyes suddenly and began coughing up water on the bathroom floor.

I rolled him to his side to avoid him choking on the water and helped him sit up against the wall. Once he got a grip on himself, I gave him a hard slap across the face.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Abby..." Salem tried to reign me in, but I was far gone in my anger and pain that I unconsciously tuned her out.

"How could you do this to me?! Why the fuck would you try to kill yourself?!" I shook his shoulders and through my tearing eyes, I saw him cry too.

"Why would you even think of killing

yourself and leaving me behind in this mess?! Why would you try to leave me at all Adam?! Do I not

matter to you?! Does your life n

matter to you anymore?! Mom and Dad are gone, and now you wanna leave me too. Is that it?! You wanted to kill yourself and leave me is that it?! Say something Adam!"

I grabbed his hands and looked at the bloody razor marks that ran from his elbows to his wrists. There were so many pink lines on his arms.

I looked at him again, "What is wrong with you? You're even cutting yourself? Do you now what would have happened if I had been five minutes late? You would have died Adam! You would have been dead!" I couldn't fathom why he would even attempt such a thing.

"I'm tired Abby." my heart broke on hearing his defeated voice.

"I just wanted it to stop. Mom and Dad are dead and Aunt Meghan killed them. We're Werewolves and we're rouges too. How I'm I supposed to handle all of that Abby? How?" We were both a sore sight, sitting on the bathroom floor crying out eyes out with a tub full of bloody water, about three feet away from us.

"We would have handled it Adam. It's not just you. You're not alone in this. I'm here, Faxon is here and Salem is here. We're à team and we look out for each other. We're going to do this together, remember that. It's not you against the world Adamot's us." I raised my shaky hand and wiped the tears on his face. His pale lips trembled and he hugged me, sobbing.

"I'm so sorry Abby, I wasn't thinking. Even Faxon tried to stop me, but I was too consumed in my pain that I didn't listen to him and realised how selfish and self-centered I was being. I'm sorry Abby. Please forgive me, I'm so sorry."

I rubbed his back and sniffled, wondering how we got to this point.

"It's okay, it's okay. All that matters is that you're here now and we're together. We're going to be okay." I kept on repeating those words until I started to believe them. Even though I knew it was a lie.

We were never going to be okay.