Flipside of Fate

Werewolves are totally fake, everyone knows it........ Right?
Ha, yeah, NOPE..... Ekko soon finds out the frightening truth about it all, not only that, but she has been deeply immersed into the world of wolves for her whole life, not knowing, or doubting........
Owen and Tyler, two young werewolves enter her life abruptly and change it forever. Why did her mother vanish after her abandonment? And Who has given the orders to ruin her small peaceful life??


7. Windowed View

Esme's POV


    Moments where I feel helpless are when I'm in a car with a crazy driver or my hair just won't have anything to do with the word 'volume'. NOT when my best friend touches me. Pain. That is what I strongly believe she wanted me to feel. And I did. Lots of it.

     She sat staring out a window for hours, just watching the day go by. It was a waste of a good day in my opinion, but I'm not her, so I left her to gaze. In her hand was a mug of hot chocalote that Alexis and I had made for her. It cooled, without a single sip taken. Her eyes told nightmares of painful memories, but I didn't ask. Her blonde hair was stringier than usual and her skin was very pale. Her lips were chapped by the slightly cool air. Ekko. My best friend. Why are you in so much pain? Why can't I help you?

     Every sound Alexis and I made didn't reach her. Ekko's mind seemed to be surrounded by a barbed wire fence. With a lot of horrendous effort one can climb over but one will never come out the same, scarred by what is seen, as she is, from her many tries to escape. 

     "Hey!" Alexis chimed, interrupting my thoughts. "Earth to Esme?" 

     I rake my fingers through my freshly brushed scarlet red hair. It was like silk the color of blood. I smirk at her. "I'm here, girly." I say.

     She smiled, revealing deep dimples and one cute little snaggletooth. "What's wrong with Ekko?" she asked, worry written in her chocolate colored eyes. Her skin was olive toned and her dark wavy hair was pinned back in a pony tail. 

     I look down at my hands. My nails were painted red. The problem was, I had no idea what was wrong with her, not mentally anyway. I glance at Ekko, she's still sitting there staring out the window. "She went though a lot of pain, and it's probably still there. Me and you both know how strong she is, Alexis." I don't know if I was trying to convince her or myself that Ekko would be alright, but It didn't seem to be working for either of us

     She took a moment in silent thought, then just nodded. I could see in her eyes that worry still plagued her thoughts as she stared at our friend. I touched her shoulder, reassuringly, and said, "Alex, it's okay." I was almost pleading with her because I knew nothing we could do would help. 

     It was the strangest thing to have a windowed view to the life of someone you were closest to. I sighed, maybe even silently prayed that all this weirdness would subside and I could go back to hanging out with both of my friends.

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