Deserted But Not Alone

Abby's POV "Oww! Gree ovf ovvv me ju big file of ross" I groaned into my pillow feeling the full weight of a stupid 18-year-old boy when my brother jumped on me. He spread his arms and legs starfish style and had the audacity to ask me, "What did you say?" I could practically see his smirk from where I was under the blankets. Then a devilish plan came to my mind. "I said..." I suddenly twisted my body and with all the strength I could muster, I pushed him off my bed. "Get off of me you big pile of rocks!!!!!" "Fuck!" He cursed. "I think I broke my butt." I rolled my eyes at his antics and ran a hand down my oily face. "Get out dimwit, I have to get dressed." "What do you think I came here for Shrek?" He asked, sarcasm laced his words tightly. It was then I noticed that he was already dressed. As if reading my mind, he smirked and said, "You have twenty minutes." Then he took off running. My eyes widened. 20 minutes?? How does he expect me to be ready in 20 minutes??? "ADAM

Abby's POV"Woohoo!! Fuck yeah!!" I raised my hand and cheered. "Tyler and Abby sitting in the car! Going to see the best movie ever!!!" We sang.School had ended and Tyler offered to take me home while Adam dropped Taylor off at God knows where."It's good to see you all happy and excited you know. You and Adam really deserve it" Tyler smiled and I mirrored his actions.I understood what he was talking about. Ever since my parents died three years ago, Our aunt and uncle on our father's side were given the roles of our guardians after the death of our parents and have been responsible for our upkeep. The only issue is that they are the worst guardians ever.All of my parent's properties were snatched away from us except the house. Adam and I both have two jobs that we work on the weekends and after school to fend for ourselves, plus the meagre amount that our relatives send to us weekly. The car that we share was bought after we scraped money together for two and half years. So we do

Abby's POV"I know Tyler...no, I can't come to the movies with you this Friday...yeah, unfortunately, if this takes long, looks like I'll be spending my birthday with them...I understand that it must have been really hard to get those tickets and I really wish this wasn't happening right now...okay, I'll see you when we get back...I love you too."I got off the phone with Tyler and slumped back on my bed staring at my ceiling fan. I kept my eyes on the blades as they kept spinning round and round without any other purpose.I began to wonder, is my life like that? Is that what Adam and I have become? Fan blades that only exist to do our relative's bidding? They only call us when they need us to do something that'll benefit them. Like two years ago when Adam and I were sixteen, they called us down to their place to sign some papers regarding our parents' assets. They wanted us to sign over some of the properties they had just found out about that were located on another continent entirel

I stumbled backwards at her howl and looked up in horror. She lay down in front of me, looking at me with curiosity and no longer hostility. Suddenly I heard that voice again,"Hi there."I looked around, trying to find the origin when it suddenly clicked. I looked at the wolf staring at me."It's you, isn't it? You're the voice that's been in my head." The wolf smiled and for a moment she resembled a giddy dog."Yes. I'm the voice in your head. I've been here all along, you just never noticed."Why would a wolf be in my head? Is this some kind of joke or something?I struggled to understand what she meant. "Why would you be in my head? What's going on? Explain all of this, please! I feel like I'm going crazy. Why the hell was I turning into you a few minutes ago? This has never happened before. Please tell me I'm not going crazy. Please." My voice broke at the end of my rant and I could see pity in my eyes.She sighed. "Sit down child. All your pacing is giving me a headache." I di

The journey back home was completely silent. Adam and I were lost in our own worlds from the moment we left the living room to grab our luggage. I felt so stupid and afraid. My father's sister just confirmed that my parents' death was her and her husband's doing and there's nothing I can do about it. To top it all off, I'm a rouge. What the hell am I supposed to do with that information? Lie low and hope for the best? Or should I be on the run from people who don't even know me but are hunting me and my brother down? How am I supposed to do that for the rest of my life? This wasn't what I imagined my 18th birthday to be like. Those were the thoughts that plagued me on the plane, at the airport, and even in the cab back home. Like a robot, Adam opened the front door and just went up straight to his room. Five minutes later I heard something break. Then a crash and the sound of something else breaking. I don't know if it was my new sensitive wolf hearing or if Adam was just that loud,