The Unknowing Wolf

Chapter 5

*Isabella POV*

Lachlan grabs my hand and we walk out of the class room together. He has the biggest smile on his face. I look at his handsome face and can't help but think of that drawing I made earlier. Lachlans handsome face looks like nothing compared to my imaginary guy. I can't help but admire my imagination. My core clenches at the mere thought. What I would give to be able to run my hands over those muscles, his firm tight warm skin pressed up against me. Those black eyes sucking on my soul as he looks at me like he understands my every desire.

"What are you thinking about babe?"

Fuck, just leave me in fantasy world for a little while longer pleaseeeee.

"Nothing Lachlan, I will see you tonight?"

"We can walk home from school together?"

"You are wearing your uniform?"

"Of course, don't I look handsome"

"The handsomest"

Total lie, my imagination is all over the handsomest. I stand on my tippy toes and plant a kiss on his cheek.

I disappear from his sight stroking my bag containing the drawing. I know he is imaginary but I still feel a connection. Why else would I draw the same person for 6 months. Straight back to insanity. I have really lost it now, how can I believe that my dream guy is real, after all no one can actually be that handsome, it would have to be against nature or something.

I need help.

Serious psychological help.

I survive the other classes and walk to the front of the school. A large strong arm wraps a around my shoulders. I look up at his smiling face and pull myself out of my thoughts. I smile as we start walking towards my house.

I look back at the school gate, I survived another day of indifference.

Back to the problem of my feeling alone. I am walking home with my enviable boyfriend, but it just doesn't feel right. Something always feels wrong.

We arrive at my house and Lachlan reaches out and opens the door. We walk inside.

My mother father and 2 brothers jump out and yell surprise. They do this every year so the surprise is well and truly done but I still fake a surprised look.

I look nothing like my family at all. I am smarter than all of them combined but they all have kind hearts and truly love me. Yes I am so f****d up that I still can't even feel connected here. Even with my own family, there is something fundamentally wrong with me.

"Happy birthday Princess"

That name always makes me feel worse. They have always treated me like a princess. I don't feel like a princess, I feel like a freak, an unloving, uncaring freak.

"Thanks you guys"

I smile my sweet smile and look at the 4 in front of me. They love me and are super sweet but something just doesn't feel right.

They fawn over me before starting to serve up food. Lachlan sits beside me holding my hand tightly the whole time. He is so polite and caring.

Seriously what is wrong with me?

My life is perfect right?

It gets to 10 o'clock and I start to feel weird. I start sweating profusely and my muscles start to hurt. 

Lachlan looks at me.

"Are you okay babe?"

I shake my head. My family looks at my worriedly, I have been sick next to zero times in my life. Lachlan helps me to my feet. But my legs can't seem to support me. My muscles feel like they are on fire, the scorching heat makes it feel like they are actually melting within my skin. Lachlan picks me up and looks at my mother.

"Should I take her to the hospital?"

I grip his shoulder and shake my head. I don't want to go to the hospital.

"I am fine, I just need to lay down"

I am really not fine. Getting out that sentence nearly used every ounce of energy I had. I am not sure how shaky my voice was but it was as good as I had. Lachlan carries me princess style to my room and lats me down on the bed. Taking off my shoes and pants gently. Unbuttoning my shirt and gently getting me into the large tee that I sleep in. He gets a wet face washer and wipes the sweat from my brow.

"I am going to stay and look after you"

"I am really fine, I just need sleep"

"No I want to"

"Please I just need sleep"

"Bella you don't look right, how could I leave you alone in this condition?"

"Please baby, I am fine"

I say through gritted teeth, trying to sound as normal as possible. I just want him to leave the room he stands up and looks at me.

"Are you sure?"

"I am fine"

He kisses me on the forehead and I roll over and pretend to sleep. He finally walks out of the room. As soon as the door closes I roll over and bury my face in the pillow and scream.

My body is on fire and my bones hurt. I am drenched in sweat. My skin feels like it is about to peel off my body.

I am so hot. I open the window and lean into the cool air as much as I can. I tumble out the window down the roof line and fall the 1 story to the ground, there is no soft landing, I cop the landing with my whole body, but that isn’t even the worst of my pain. I lay on the ground. The back of our house backs onto the woods. I need to get to the trees. I drag myself slowly towards the trees. Another scream rips through my throat. I hear my bones cracking my skin is stretching so far, my muscles are tearing. I push my hands into the ground. Gripping at the earth tightly.

I scream again my voice sounds strange, nearly animalistic.

What is happening to me?

I can't even open my mouth any more I hear my jaw cracking and my brain hurts it feels like it is going to explode. I stare straight at a tree trying to keep my consciousness. The pain is so intense I am sure it is the end of me.

I try and scream again but it is more of a gurgle. The sound of cracking and snapping followed by another round of blinding pain.

This is my end.

This is how I die.