Chapter 8
Charlie
My eyes popped open on a gut retching scream, curled into a fetal position I laid on the sofa, completely devastated. Tears streaming down my face, a fist clutched in my mouth to quiet my sobs. I wasn’t sure what I witness; It wasn't a memory that I could say with absolute certainty; I felt like I was in-between realities, a place where my dad was dead, but still able to warn me. How any of it was possible, was the question of the century.
Maybe I was just as delusional as the rest of the patients here. Either way, whatever it was, it left a giant hole in my aching chest.
Gentle hands patted me on the back as more tears fell from my eyes. So lost in my grief, I did not know the doctor had entered my personal space, until I felt his calloused hands on my shoulder, trying to comfort me. It was useless. Nothing short of my family magically turning up yelling surprise would lift this pain from my heart.
“It's okay, Charlie, whatever you saw, it’ll be okay,” Doctor Alfonso whispers. At his words, I feel more tears leak from my swollen eyes because I wish it was true. Nothing was ever going to be okay ever again.
I didn’t dare answer to lost in my thoughts, thinking about my dad and how he begged me to find my brothers, to protect them, from what I had no clue. The strangest thing he said was to find him. Could it be the same him the white she-wolf referred to as Alpha? What the fuck was an Alpha, the term was familiar. Anyone who has ever watched Teen Wolf knows what the term means. It can’t mean the same thing, can it?
“Can you tell me what you saw?”
I jolted from my reverie, unprepared for his question.
I wasn’t entirely sure what I should say. The truth was preferable, but then I remembered, in a couple of days, I was leaving this nightmare that was my life. Drying my eyes, I sat up just as I saw Doc lean forward and his Id came into view in his pants pocket without thinking. I slipped it from the unsuspecting Doctor Alfonso and slipped it into the back of my shorts. It was the sole reason I begged to have this session. After all, not taking it would be completely stupid, no matter how bad I felt about the deception. He stood and made his way back to his chair next to the sofa.
“Charlie, we need to talk about what you saw, its imperative you share exactly what upset you so much. I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s wrong.” I wanted to laugh at his statement no one could help me now, not even the good doc, but while I was here anyway, I might as well try.
“I saw my dad,” I squeaked as I felt a huge emotional lump the size of a golf ball slide down my throat. I hadn’t planned to say anything, but he just appeared so earnest and I needed to talk to someone. For the first time in my life, I felt so alone, so scared, and out of my depth. Not to mention I did not know how to decode any of my dad’s messages. I wanted to talk to my dad, but he wasn’t here, he was gone, and the next best thing sat in a chair across from me waiting, with no judgment in his eyes, no weariness, just curiosity and understanding clouding his dark brown eyes. Even if I couldn’t trust him, I really needed this.
“Was it a memory?”
“No, at least I don’t think so, he kept saying some weird stuff.”
“Like what.”
“That I should….” I hesitated, why, because I didn’t entirely trust doc Alfonso, not with this. But what the hell should I say to pacify him while I got some answers.
“He said I should…..,” shit, I hesitated again. This was a lot harder than I thought.
“Charlie, if your hesitation has anything to do with confidentiality, I can assure you whatever we discuss will not be disclosed to anyone, not even the authorities, unless, of course, you confess to a murder or anything criminal. Whatever you say remains in this room.”
I slumped in relief. That was good to know.
“He said I needed to find my brothers, that they need my protection, but no one told me what happened or where my family is. I have been here for over two months now with no memory and no information.”
“I am sorry……” A knock interrupts what doctor Alfonso was about to say.
Pissed, I purse my lips at the interruption, as he holds up a hand to stop whatever crude retort I was about to say to the idiot who interrupted us.
“Apologies,” he mutters on his way to the door. A quick glance over his shoulders reveals a stern Francis taking up the entire door frame with his body. Next to him, doc Alfonso looked like a hobbit. Yeah, I would never call that asshat Aragorn for the foreseeable future. It was Francis from here on out.
“Doc, we need you in the cafeteria, it's Mrs. Edwards, she’s refusing to take her meds again spouting off nonsense about seeing one guard going into the new girl’s room tonight night the old bats probably confused as usual.” He whispered, but my new abilities allowed me to hear every single word perfectly. This was incredible. These abilities are kinda exceptional, actually. Then it dawned on me that Francis said the new girl.
What new girl. The last person who was thrown into this shit show was Riley. Fuck. No, it wasn’t possible. No wonder she appeared fucking scared to say anything a few days ago. That son of a bitch, and Patricia saw it. Shit, of course, they would make it seem like she was bat shit crazy to quiet her.
Trembling in anger I sat there wanting to kick the living shit outta whoever it was touching Riley like she hadn’t a rough go of things with her parents cutting all ties with her. She had to deal with this shit.
“You sure no one else is available I am in the middle of a session.”
“Sorry everyone who has the authorization to administer drugs has left for the night.”
I see doc peer over his shoulder at me, all at once, I pretend not to be listening to the little convo they were having in secret, by watching my nails, staring off into space, anything to appear disinterested. In the corner of my eyes, I see Doctor Alfonso sigh with exasperation as he follows Francis out the door, then stops. Apparently, for a moment, he forgot I was still sitting here. He turns and says.
“We will continue this session tomorrow, hopefully with no interruption this time. Get out of here,” He chuckles as I rush from the door to check on Riley. I don’t see the frown on Francis’s face at the path I took. But I feel his steely black orbs all the way to Riley’s room.
Chapter 9RileyI sat in the corner of my room, on the white linoleum floor, my knees to my chest, my head bowed as if in reverence all the while my hands covered my aching head as the voices kept bombarding me with negative thoughts. I was tired of the constant negative things people thought, tired of having a front-row seat to the evil in the world.Usually, the meds help drown out the voices and the pressure of whether I should intervene or ignore what I knew, particularly when I hear someone thinking about hurting themselves or others. Being a clairvoyant, who picked up on the negative thoughts, pretty much sucked ass. Hell, even my own parents were afraid of me and had been for years as my abilities developed.At the first opportunity, they had me committed, telling the police that I was a danger to myself and the others they fostered to earn more money. Joe, my dad, was incapable of working. He was in a car accident when I was four, thus the f
Chapter 10 Charlie It was hot, super fucking hot. Playing with the stupid thermostat hadn’t helped, either. No matter how cold I turned the dial, this insufferable heat I felt just kept intensifying. Today, like the last three days in a row, I woke with sweaty armpits and drenched sheets, let’s not mention the disgusting mess that was my panties and tank top, they never stood a chance. I was so out of my element it was a joke. I would give my left nut, if I had one, what was the equivalent of a nut for a female, tits maybe, hmm. Insert groan here, too much thinking. Fuck if I knew what the equivalent of a guy's nuts was. Anyway, whatever it was, I would give that for someone to explain to me in great detail what the hell was going on with me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the other changes I thought were kinda awesome, like the increase in strength. I practically lifted my bed a couple of days ago when I couldn’t find one of my shoe
Chapter 11 Charlie Someone was in my room, on top of me, don’t panic Charlie, at least not yet. Just breathe deep breaths. Calm down, you can get out of this. How the hell did he get in? I try to think back. When Riley left, she closed the door. Then I realized. I hadn’t locked it. How fucking stupid. I was like a momma bear with Riley’s safety. I guess not so much with myself, shit. My eyes lifted and as clear as day I saw it was Legolas, his pointy Elvin ears gave him away. Wearing a balaclava wasn’t really helping him. For a moment, I was scared. What would he do to me, in the back of my mind I knew, but denial and anger kept pushing the disturbing thought away? Was he the one who attacked Riley? The son of a bitch tried to rape her, the bastard would pay for that and any other unwilling females he raped or tried to rape. He bends close to my ears and whispers. “If you scream, I will kill you bitch, you got that,” he
Chapter 12 Francis “FUCK”, I shouted Of course, the stupid little girl would get herself into more trouble. Trouble was Charlie’s middle fucking name after pain in the ass, which she had been since I took this post. I was a fucking enforcer, for god’s sake, not a freaking babysitter. I should be at the Alpha's side protecting him, not his mate. Another growl left my lips as I struggled in my haste to throw on the t-shirt, shorts, and jeans I discarded on the floor the night before. Sleeping naked was easier after a run, not that I could go far, considering I had to have an eye on the pain in the ass down the corridor at all times. Aggravated, I left my room sands footwear to get to my charge, all the while pondering what the hell I had been thinking to take this post. I must admit when the Alpha first approach me with his asinine plan for the new gig, it sounded easy enough. “Take the job Francis,” he said. “How much trouble coul
Chapter 13 5 years later Charlie I trudge through the quiet, dense underbrush, as I felt the crunch of fallen leaves and small stones sticking to my front paws. It had been five years since that faithful night, since my life had gone to complete and utter shit, practically splintered into a million pieces. Shards of me were everywhere, and I was just trying to put the pieces back together like a 3d jigsaw puzzle, one piece at a time. I stopped as the tickle of pine, and the feeling of home filled my nostrils, drawing in a deep breath as memories of that night began fading in and out. I was confused, yet the prospect of finding another piece of the puzzle thrilled me to the bone. Unexpectedly, a painful longing stole the nervous breath that suddenly felt trapped within my chest. The mere idea of what lay ahead gave me pause. Mate, the words whispered in my head, my wolf paced back and forth, restlessness, and apprehension dawning
Chapter 14 Naja “I will not ask again, what are you doing in my territory.” No one answered my question. The little runts stood tall like they were the innocent parties in this equation. Hell, they appeared almost indignant by my line of questioning. Stubborn little shits. So apparently plan A was a bust, on to Plan B, I guess, scare them into leaving. “Well, we could do this dance one of two ways,” I said as I paced the length of the forest that separated us. Of course, this was all for show. I wasn’t some monster hunting little red riding hood and her pet wolf on her way to grandma’s house. Considering they had already encountered two big bad wolves, they had to be wary of another coming out of the woodworks, like a mirage, asking stupid fucking questions. “You can either turn and leave and all would be forgiven for the two idiots there.” I pointed to the recent kills laying at their feet for emphasis. “Or, I c
Chapter 14 Charlie This was it; it was now or never I told Riley; she knew who Naja was. She knew everything. I had laid out my entire history, and so had she. There were no secrets between us. Riley knew exactly why we were here, and there he stood. Tall, broad shoulder, muscular, his body made up of tribal tattoos. And as handsome as I remembered. Naja Greyson was still as much of an enigma to me as my own missing memories. I stared at him openly, branding everything about him to memory. With no knowledge of his name, or that he was Alpha. I only remembered him telling me to fight, to live for him and my brothers. He kept whispering you cannot leave us; you cannot leave me. I was twenty-two when that memory emerge. Riley and I had been out celebrating my birthday, the first celebration I allowed myself since our escape from Bellmore. Excited to be a regular person for the first time, I accepted Riley’s dare of having a g
Chapter 15 Naja I was two minutes from walking off half crazy, grabbing my brother by the scruff of his shirt, dragging his ass back to this very spot. So Charlotte could watch me snap his pretty little neck. Let’s face it, my brother deserved my retribution of late, even if it came at the cost of my jealousy. I was man enough to admit my cock was doing all the thinking. Rationality flew out the window the moment Charlotte mentioned my brother in any capacity. Particularly when she said he held her in his arms. Something I got to do only once when she was unconscious and had no idea who I was. Just picturing them together pissed me the fuck off. Not to mention my wolf was fighting the attraction and the need to mate, to fuck. I watch in quiet fascination as Riley offers Charlotte clothing from a backpack I hadn’t noticed until now. Thank fuck, inhaling her unfamiliar scent was one thing, standing there naked as beads of sweat trailed down her supple b