I sat stunned by the story book male’s news. It was all a dream? Impossible, I saw it, felt it, heard it and loved it. I traced my own lips with my thumb and then bit then with my teeth. No, I refused to accept it. Any second now, I thought, Marcel will wake me up with a kiss and I will see his face and feel his curls. I waited…and Marcel didn’t come. “Ms. Goodson,”
“Ellie!” I snapped at the Doctor before looking somewhere else.
“Okay, Ellie, I’m sorry to say this but there is more bad news. Ms. Stephanie, would you like to tell your daughter?” My mother took a depressing nod before taking a large breath. Bad news, it’s always bad news ain’t it? She squeezed me hand a little tighter.
“You know I always love you Ellie, no matter all the fights and everything. I promise that God has got a special place for you in heaven,” I’m going to die. She tried to hide it but mum had never been good at it. “That night we had a fight you had a very upsetting event, and when you fell asleep you’re brain was actually shutting down. That’s why those mysterious things were happening. You brain hasn’t been able to fully restore itself so that’s why you where in a coma. Last time you acted alive you were eleven, and now you’re thirteen,” two years of my life…gone. Tears welled and I wouldn’t try to stop them. “But because of that your brain couldn’t fight the cancer which had started to affect it years, four to be exact now, ago. Two years, we couldn’t take test or anything to help you or stop it. So it’s spread across your brain and caused those dreams of yours, illusions. We couldn’t help you because of the state you where in, on needle and you could have died instantly. I’m sorry, but its spread too far and there nothing we can do except let you…die.”
That was the sickest joke I had ever heard of. Except it wasn’t a joke or a game. I didn’t quite understand anything to be fairly truthful. Cancer. It was a simple prophesy since my cousin died that I would catch it. When I found out that Mollie, my sick cousin, was terribly ill I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her. I would sit next to Mollie at breakfast, lunch and dinner and she would always be grateful for everyone else would cower away from her in case they caught her disease. We would play games and read stories. Cancer always skips a generation with my family. And cancer didn’t infect Mollie’s brother, no her cousin. The one who gave her a good night kiss and visited her every day in hospital when she was too sick to be at her dear home.
“How long until I die? Do I get a death wish?” I didn’t care about cancer. I would see people and mother said God has a place for me in heaven. Maybe I would be reborn? A wolf would be cool, I could howl and find love…for real and visit my family maybe. But I would just get shot down, wouldn’t I?
“About a week until your death. Depends on the toughness of your wish,” replied my brother who hadn’t spoken since I had woken. His voice was deep, husky and frightened me a small amount.
“I just want my family to be with my when I die. That means my Nan and Granddad…together. Keith and Lynn as well. Sam, Claire, Kelly, Jack, Ash and Stanley. Stacey as well mum, you lot too. I want the whole family to be with me when I die and find another life. If God makes me an angel then I’ll watch over you guys with Mollie and Granddad Ted. I promise only if you can do that for me, please. Do they know what’s happened?” I knew I was asking for a lot. It would be hard for my grandparents and Mother with her sister. I knew it would be hard to leave such loving people and go into a place with strangers and a ruler who may hate me. I may end up in Hell for I couldn’t repay my sins.
“I can tell Stacey and I’m sure she will come. The family knows for you’ve been in a coma for two years. I’ll ask for her number and call her now,” Mothers voice was blunt and dull so…lifeless as she stood up and walked away. I just hope I lived until then.
*A*COUPLE*DAYS*LATER*
One by one they arrived. I felt ashamed and embarrassed as they burst into tears at the sight of my face. Surprisingly, Stacey-my true auntie-turned up first. Her red pixie cut hair freshly washed and cut. She had instantly agreed to see me when she heard I was dying. She sounded like a true friend someone who had known me all my life and it’s true, I had seen her a few times but not as usual as I should’ve. She brought me a necklace with a cross with deepest apologies scratched into it. I thanked her and tied it around my neck. After that, Stacey just stood, looking out of place, at the end of my bed. Thankfully, Kelly appeared next…after ten torturous minutes. If I told you one by one who came and everything we would be here until I died.
The whole family surrounded my bed by twelve. I was due to die any minute. Cancer had been working extra hard to kill me. Everywhere had to stay reasonably silent for my head hammered every time someone so much as breathed. It felt so mean of me to make everyone stay so quiet. I decided to allow them to talk while I prayed. Giving God the permission to kill me now. “You can talk now. God will be here soon. When I…go I want my family to be celebrating my life,” I said, practically through gritted teeth. The annoying tension was pissing me off. I closed my eyes to calm myself down before speaking in my mind.
I’m not going to start with dear Lord or anything like that. I’m just going to spill.
My family is here now. I grant you my permission to take my life. Rebirth me or make me a guardian. Do what you wish just take my life. Just take my life…
I kept repeating the words inside my mind. Eventually the other conversations dimmed until impossible to hear. I refused to open my eyes but I couldn’t open them anyway. They seemed glued shut; I couldn’t open them which only meant one thing. So simple and obvious. I was dead and God was deciding my new life. I thought about the dream I had. I wished it was real so much. I truly, even now, love Marcel still. His loving eyes, silky lips and velvet curls. I wanted to feel him again. Then I remembered how I felt being Niall, using his life with Harry. I wondered if they made it through Dylan. Then Penelope, I hoped she and Zayn were doing okay in Paris…had she got him to quit smoking those sticks which would only get him like me? Dying and leaving love. I wished God would give me love in another life. Find a loving angel who understands me or a wolf who knows I used to be a human.
Suddenly, I could see my body. Spinning around in a circle so fast it made me dizzy just watching her. She was clothe-less, her chest pushed forward and arms flung behind her. Her head was tilted back, hair whipping her face. Her…my toes were pointed and legs ruler straight. She looked like the me in my dreams. But I couldn’t see her eyes for they were closed and her lips where as pale as her skin. Her body was alight with stunning red and orange flames. No scream escaped her mouth, she stayed perfectly silent.
Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a wolf, its fur a glossy cream and shining blue eyes. It eyed the body before licking it muzzle. A thud entered the blackness and I seemed to find that my body had made the thud. I had fallen to the ground and now was sprayed across the floor-easy prey. The wolfs eyes lit up with excitement and turned its steady walk into a slow gallop. It got closer to my helpless soul and then was only centimeters away. It was just about to take a snap at my arm before something made it hesitate and whine. Its ears reached down onto its skull before howling for a few seconds. Now, instead of biting the body it sniffed the arms of the human…and then the head.
Soon the wolf had finished its scent detecting and howled again before walking away and out of sight. It was dark again. The body, I, had disintegrated into the ground then and now I was lonely. I felt so upset to know that I had died and left my family. What about Luke? I remember his silky hair that was always twisted up to flip off the side of his pale skin. His gentle accent and gorgeous dark brown eyes that I always got lost in. My junior school crush…bringing back so many sad and yet loving memories. I remember how he would always look down if he was embarrassed, his long lashes touching his pink cheeks. His lips used to always be baby pink and so tempting to kiss. I never got that far in our relationship. It sadly ended when the summer holidays began and I was beginning year six. He was in the same year and yet a different class. I didn’t see why he wouldn’t be with me again.
Maybe the feeling for him went, but it never left me. Now it’s all gone and different. I still like him…not love like I used to. I was still upset about Marcel and him being unreal. I thought about all of the night he had been in me. How good it felt to know he loved me. I remember how depressing it got right before the end and I was so pleased to wake up for it was becoming a night mare. But I was disappointed to know it was a dream and know I was dying and was thirteen. Junior school was such a depressing time of life. Infant school wasn’t any better. Ever since I was six, this fat ginger girl would go round bullying me. She tortured my life for six years. I was so glad when school holidays turned up because I would be getting rid of her for good. Then all the bad things happened and now look where I am. Dead and in the middle of something.
It suddenly began to feel uncomfortable underneath my skin. It felt cold where my palms and feet would be. My breathing changed into a heavy pant. Icy wind whipped my face and my heart pounded. Something in my mind kept telling me to run and an appetizing smell filled my nose. Something told me not to open my eyes yet but I couldn’t resist the sight of my new life. Pounding against the ground followed me as I looked straight ahead I saw a light brown large deer. I was getting used to my new body when suddenly my legs sprawled across the snow and I was lying on my back. Flipping back on my feet and spinning all over the place.
God sake Echo, stop pissing up! Growled a livid deep voice that now stood in front of Echo’s body. His fur was night black and muzzle was raised, his eyes a scowling yellow.
It’s not my fault God chose this body! I react without any fear before standing on all fours again. The scowling wolf suddenly changed his features into joy before howling.
Echo, you’ve finally been chosen. You can join the pack. You’ve been chosen to have a human join you. Now…human one. Try to wrap your soul around Echo’s and after five seconds you two will become one. I am the Alpha, you will listen to me. Commanded the head wolf. I tried as ordered but it was hard. I had to reach into myself. Feel the ground and smell the way she did. I closed my eyes and found my inner peace. I could see myself and Echo. I felt my inner soul and could find hers. I tried to spread my life out and wrap it around her soul. Eventually I managed to capture her life and suddenly…I felt connected to Echo. Every single thought she had done…I knew and everything she had seen…I could enter her memories.
Come, young one. We are behind and it’s hunting time. You will enjoy this. Alpha is always correct. I began to run at a steady pace but soon sped up once I got growled at by Liam. That was his name. Weird for in my dream, a male named Liam was a wolf as well. More miraculous memories of Echo’s flashed through my eyes. The day her heart realized she loved Liam. We were one and so she understood that I would help her. Our feet were running like lightening as Liam and us raced against each other. One moment I would take the lead but Liam would just push himself harder to beat us. We were so involved in our fun that we passed the deer without realizing. It was a fun fact to find how kind Liam actually was and interesting to know why we couldn’t be together. I had only just met him and yet I was falling in love.
He has that affect. Makes you love him at first sight. I can’t be with him though. Not unless he imprints on me. Females can’t imprint, it’s always the males. Whispered Echo before staring at her love. I smiled on the inside for it made me think of Marcel and of how I fell in love with him at first sight to.
I hope he does. If anything I want us to be happy. I will learn to love Liam I just hope he loves you too. I replied a little bit too loudly. Something seemed to kick me in the stomach, causing me to yelp. Sorry! Liam had stopped his running and was frozen in his tracks. His features seemed puzzled and I felt awful.
Echo, I need to talk to you. He sat himself on the snow and bowed his head before continuing. Many months ago, something happened. I should’ve told you but I was afraid you didn’t feel the same. I wouldn’t force you into something you didn’t want. But then the human spoke those words and it was true that you felt the same.
Just to let you know, my name is Ellie. I don’t like the name ‘The Human’ it sounds like a horror film. I scrunched up my nose and allowed Liam to continue.
Ellie? Didn’t you dream about a man named Marcel? A human joined me named Marcel. How odd. Anyway, months ago, I…I…I imprinted on you. It was a surprise that Echo wasn’t stunned. She was confident enough to step forward and rub her head against Liam’s. They felt truly happy…but I just felt left out and…alone. Could that Marcel be my Marcel? No, I’ve gone back to that thirteen year old I’m not that nineteen year old young lady. The possibility still ran over my mind for weeks but negativity was too strong.
Over the next couple weeks Echo and I had learned more about each other. I learned the wolf’s ways and Echo learned about my humane life. I told her everything. My imaginary friends and Luke. I told her in deep description of Luke, and of my…dream. Then she told me of how she was abandoned as a new born and how Liam found her as a child and took her back to his mother and father wolfs. That’s how she fell in love with Liam. He took care of her when he was a new born too. They brought me up like I was their own. But I was a white…they were all black or grey furred. I was bit on the ankles several times by other wolves for it’s rule breaking to be with different clans. Years ago, a war started. Grey and Black against White and Brown. I don’t understand why but when they saw me and Liam, the others took it out on me.
I wouldn’t hurt you. Never. In my dream I was a beautiful wolf and I was with another wolf whose name was Marcel. We deeply loved each other…I knew it was too good to be true. And then I found out cancer had infected my brain so I died and came her basically.
What is Cancer? Asked Liam who was listening to our thoughts, terrifically annoying.
It’s a disease. A one which 60% out of 100% who get infected die from it. The traumatic event that happened to me caused my brain to shut down. So it couldn’t protect itself from cancers threat. So it leaped at the chance and killed me. I finished my explanation with a light pant before forcing my paws to move into a light sprint. I knew Liam would follow Echo for their love and every time I think of them, my heart aches and my vision blurs.
It will be okay, Ellie. You’ll love Liam or the human him, Marcel, someday. I’m sorry that you have to live this way. Apologized Echo.
Honesty, no worry. I’m thirteen, love isn’t on my mind. At the moment I’m really hungry so come on…let’s catch dinner. Show Liam what he’s up against. I smiled on the inside before sinking into my senses. I searched the forest around me, smelt the light scent of flesh, heard light foot steps behind and ahead of me and felt the cold snow under my paws. I could almost taste the sweet gooey deer. Same meal…breakfast, dinner and tea. Or whatever they call it. Love will come one day. Always does. But right now I live, a wolf, a human…a hunter.

THE END

And that’s a wrap! Okay so that’s the end of my longest story! Err, how was it? Hope it wasn’t too obvious! LOL, so sorry to say this but school has now started up so I might take a break from writing stories for a little bit x It’s very complicated but only for a small amount of time xx Promise more stories will be coming soon. School is all new for me and I just need to settle in x Okay so did I do a good job in this book? Your comments will help me improve for my next story! Okay, thanks! Bye!! Xxx


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