Chapter 8: The witness of hell

Scarlett's feet trembled as she walked down the stairs, her heart felt so heavy with aches that's suffocating. The light of her hope was extinguished within a second. Her body wanted to burst into laughter and screams.

" Why? Why? Why me?", she was still asking herself when she bumped into someone at the end of the stairs. She looked up with her teary eyes to see the blonde lady, Moraine.

" Good evening," she greeted with nothing but emptiness in her voice and then made walk away, but Moraine pulled her back roughly with her hair.

Familiar with the situation and pain, Moraine was pulling her hair while her two friends stood behind her. The situation reminded her of Karine and her friends.

She gasped at the irony, but Moraine pulled her hair harder, and this time it hurt her, and she yelped in pain.

" Who do you think you are, strolling in here like a goddess, and stealing my friend's man, you've got no fear",

" Ah! Please let go", she cried grabbing Moraine's hand as she pulled her hair.

" Oh well, congratulations on your wedding, and welcome to hell," she said aggressively and dragged her off with the help of her friends.

This was the beginning of Scarlett's nightmares, nights of pain and heartache, the night that took her last smile.

It's been days since Scarlett's wedding, days since Elora couldn't keep in contact with her best friend, worried and anxious about her well-being. This was another night of her trying to reach her to no avail, and her anxiety had forced Jordan to come and take her out to cheer her up.

" It's almost like you shouldn't go home yet, ugh! I can't wait to finally take you away from that house", Jordan said and glared at the house after pulling over about five feet away.

Elora laughed softly, " you're not as eager as I am..",

" Nay! Nay! That's not true if it is, you won't be in such a hurry to get back home",

" In a hurry? Babe, I'm in a hurry? After spending almost all the night with you, it's almost twelve and my mum doesn't even know I'm not home",

" It's not necessary she knows, you're not a kid ",

" I'm not but I don't want her worrying herself ",

" You have a cellphone; she can ring you up. "

Elora sighed rolling her eyes, " anyways", she held his hand, " I love you, and I want to spend lots of time with you, but I have to go ",

" Yeah, I know, and I'm also glad to finally have you cheer up after worrying over Scarlett for days."

She smiled, her eyes glittered with gratitude, " thank you, babe",

" It's nothing; you just have to promise me that you're not going back to that room to continue worrying about someone who could be enjoying her honeymoon. "

Even though she was doubtful, she tried to remain positive and not worry too much.

" I won't, I don't want all my man's efforts to go to waste",

" I'll appreciate that",

" Thank you. So let me get going. Baby, I love you ", she said and pecked his lips.

Jordan pouted, " really?",

" I have to go," she giggled, " I'm going to have to sneak in."

Jordan tried to force a smile, understanding the reason for her actions, he was aware of her mother's dislike for him, but he pretended not to be aware. He held her hand still not letting go,

" How about five more minutes?",

"...".

A message popped up on his phone, interrupting what she wanted to say.

~ There's a package you shouldn't miss in your lifetime, any delay and it's your loss, come to our pack's forest ~

Jordan furrowed his brow in confusion and curiosity.

" Is everything okay?", Elora asked noticing his furrowed brow,

" Yeah, sure, everything is fine. It's Huxley, seems like some game is up",

" I guess you have to leave now, then." she snatched the opportunity and kissed him before alighting from the car.

"Your plan worked, just so you know", he said after her before smiling and igniting the car.

She blew him a kiss and watched him drive up, her eyes sparkling with affection, every hair in her body resisting the urge to transform into a wolf and race after him just so she could spend more time with him. But she thought of her mother; she didn't want to make any mistake that could jeopardize their wedding.

With a sullen face, she turned around and walked home, successfully sneaking in through the back door. Just as she got to the inside, her steps halted, blood gushed through her brain to her feet, and her hands lost every life in them.

She stood in the dark corner below the stairs, her gaze fell on the bloody knife beside Ember, her mother's best friend. Her eyes moved to Ember's bloody hands that tightly held Dora's legs to the bloody floor.

Elora's mouth parted in denial, and her heavy eyes went above to capture a nightmare; her body trembled, and tears flowed out of her eyes without her blinking as she saw her father's wolf hands strangling her mother's neck.

Unable to move, unable to find a word, unable to breathe, she felt her blood draining to her feet, her hands trembling, her head spinning and banging as she saw life slip out of her mother. Her widely opened eyes that had just witnessed the last moment of her mother lost every control to stop the hot tears.

As if Ember noticed her presence, she turned sharply towards her direction, and without thinking, without realizing what was happening, Elora found herself in her wolf form, racing out of the house and into the nearby forest.

Unaware of whether she was being followed or not, she kept running as fast as she could. The forest thorn tears through her furs as she races over, and the leaves slap her face, but even the thunder does not stop her, and neither does the rain.

After running for a long time, she suddenly halted after hearing Jordan's voice. She stopped in the middle of the unknown forest, aware of where she was; she looked around, her ears stretched out to capture any sound, and she did, but it wasn't Jordan's; it was Huxley's giggles.

She couldn't think, she couldn't make a sound, she just wanted to be in his arms right now, transform back and cry out her soul. And slowly she headed towards where the sound was coming from till she could see every one of them.

Her brown wolf eyes stare widely at the scene that ruined her soul, that crumbled her world. She looked at the naked Jordan grinning ear to ear, his lovely smiles that immediately became a nightmare, the moment she looked at every one of them, the door of her hell opened burning her harshly and drowning her in the pit of nightmare, darkness, rage and bitterness and she begged for death before it even comes.

While the rain beats her fur mercilessly, she becomes the only witness of hell.