pull me closer {teen wolf}

06

THE WOODS WERE MY NEXT STOP. By the time I got near the place, it must have been past ten because I kept getting lost in the tall trees. The way to it was difficult, especially because it had been six years since I was here and it was dark.

Then finally, I saw a circle of mushrooms and it didn't mean anything good. It marked the evil that happened. I started to remember the place just as it had been six years ago. Chairs and tables, the laughter, the games.

I stood in the center of the clearing. I bent down, remembering what I was told before. Water had memory and nature has emotions. I bent down and touched the ground. I closed my eyes, letting myself calm.

"Come on," I muttered. "Show me... "

"There's games, food, drinks!" Dad exclaimed. "This may be the most memorable gathering."

"Why does this happen?" I had asked.

"Unity, Lucy, unity," he repeated. "We gather together so we don't forget each other, so we know we aren't alone."

"There are some kids your age," Mom told us. "Go play with them."

"Woah!" I exclaimed. A flame of fire burned in the young boy's hands.

"What's your power?" he asked. "What are you?"

"I'm like an empath," I replied.

He laughed. "An empath? You just read people's minds and stuff?"

"Back off," Alex warned, electricity buzzing through his fingertips.

"Stop," I said, looking around.

"What?" the boy asked. "Feeling fear? That's probably yourself."

"Get down!" I yelled.

Alex and I had done so, but the boy, not so much. He was on the ground with a net over him. Alex and I grabbed it to pull it off, but the burning sensation we felt stopped us. We saw as the boy thrashed around in the net. He was burning.

"Go!" yelled my dad from afar. "Run!"

There was an explosion and we were blasted back. Then, there was gunfire and screams. I had fallen to the ground, covering my ears, but that wasn't where it hurt. It was like I was feeling every bullet, every burn, and everyone's fear.

"Lucy!" Alex yelled, trying to pull me up. "Lucy!"

"Alex!" The voice of my dad. "What's happening?"

"She feels everything, dear," Mom explained. "She didn't learn to fully shut it off."

"Mom... " I said weakly.

Bang! Bang!

My father fell. Then, my mother. I felt their pain and I felt my brother's pain. My dad's life was slowly slipping away and my mother was dying.

"Take this," my mother said, giving her necklace to me. "Stick together, both of you. You must leave this place. We've erased any memory of us. You must go, survive."