Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Two shots of tequila." Amelia looked up to see a brown haired guy man with beard leaning on the table, obviously drunk.

"Sure." She smiled at him before taking a bottle of tequila, pouring the liquid into two cups. "Here, that's your drink."

He grabbed the cups and walked away, staggering on his steps.

"Hey babe!" She turned to see cookie walking to the table with a tray in her hand and a wide smile on her face.

"Hey." She called back with a smile. "What's the order?"

"Seven shots of sex-on-the-beach." She replied, yelling over the loud blasting music. "You really need to switch jobs Amy! I mean, I get to meet a lot of hot dudes." 

"You really love this job, don't you?" Amelia asked, raising her brows at her quizzically.

"Of course baby! you can tell Drake you wanna switch, I'm sure he'd let you."

"Nah, I love it here." Amelia said shaking her head negatively before pushing the tray back to her. "Here, that's the order."

"Okay then, think about it Amy!" She yelled with a grin on her face before she grabbed the tray and walked away, swaying her hips lightly to the music.

"She's at it again." Amelia turn to see Nate, a fellow worker leaning against the counter with his hand on his jaw.

Amelia rolled her eyes before speaking. "I don't know why she's so persistent about it. I love it here." She explained and took a towel, using it clean the counter.

"I think she wants the best for you."

"And meeting hot drunk dudes is the best?" Amelia asked, raising her brows at him quizzically.

"To her, maybe." He replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"Nah, I love it here." She insisted.

"Okay, gotta go, still got some work to do." He said, moving away from the counter, waving at her.

"Okay, go go." She chuckled softly as he walked away.

"Hey beautiful!"

Amelia groaned under her breath immediately she heard the familiar voice yell.

She turned around with a dry look on her face before asking. "What's your order?"

"8 shots of sex-on-the-beach." Karl replied with his usual smirk on his face.

Karl happens to be a regular customer here, he has been asking her out for over a year which she refused. Yet, he still doesn't miss the slightest opportunity to flirt with her.

"Maybe we could actually do that."

"Do what?" She asked without looking up from the drinks she was mixing.

"Both of us, sex-on-a-beach." He replied with a smirk on his face, raising his brows in a flirty manner.

Amelia looked up from the drinks glaring daggers at him before pushing the tray to him. "There, now leave." She ordered with a stern look on her face.

"Sure, sure pretty." He grabbed the tray and winked at her. "I'll see you later sexy." With that said he turned around and left.

Amelia groaned and palmed her forehead, shaking her head slightly.

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It's happening again. 

Weird creatures flying in the air, setting the entire pack on fire.

"Run Lupe! Run!"

"But let me help you!"

"No Lupe! Just fucking run!"

"I...." I stopped talking when I heard a loud screech behind me. I turned around to see another creature flying to me in full speed with a green spear that shone brightly in its hand, before I could react it pierced the spear straight into my heart and flew away leaving me to scream from the excruciating pain.

"Lupe! Noooooo!!!"

Amelia jerked up from the bed panting heavily, her nightie soaked in sweat. She placed her hand on her forehead trying to stop the pain, spreading through her head. She groaned lightly under her breath and leaned against the headrest as she tried to catch her breath.

It happened again, weird dreams, that always leaves her panting, out of breath.

Amelia placed her head against the headrest, looking up at the ceiling.

Each day it seems it's getting more intense, leaving her scared to her bones.

Amelia stood up from the bed and walked out of the room to the kitchen. She took a glass cup and drew out a bottle of water from the freezer. She poured the contents into the glass and took a the cup to her mouth, drinking some of the contents.

She drew out a chair and plopped down on it, heaving out a heavy sign. There was no point going back to bed, cause she knows for sure she wasn't going to sleep again. That's exactly what these dreams do to her.

Amelia ran her fingers through her hair, signing exasperatedly. These dreams always leaves her confused. She has tried to convince herself several times that they're just mere dreams, but they feel more than just a mere dream. It feels like a vision.

Or maybe she's the one overthinking it, she must definitely be watching too much movies.

Amelia took the cup to her mouth and gulped the entire down her throat, letting out a deep sign.

*

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"We could have just taken a cab Amy." Cookie whined for the umpteenth time. 

Amelia huffed, rolling her eyes. "We're here now Cookie. See?" 

"It doesn't matter, we still could've taken a cab. Now my leg hurts." She repeated, pouting her lips like a little child.

Amelia rolled her eyes not saying a word, walking to the mall. They had both decided to do a little shopping today, together. They both live apart, cookie lives with her russian boyfriend in a very nice apartment. Too nice for a guy who works as a security guard for a company, here in Alaska.

Amelia sometimes tries to suspect the guy but still doesn't find anything suspicious on him. Maybe money management is the key.

"Motherfucking bastard!!!" Amelia flinched when she heard Cookie's loud angry voice yell.

Cookie stood still staring at the car that drove past her in full speed, almost hitting her. "Are you fucking blind?" She yelled again, staring murderously at the Mercedes Benz car as it drove to the parking lot.

"Are you alright?" Amelia asked staring at her with concern evident on her face.

"Sure, sure I am. The bastard almost hit me." 

They both look up when the driver parked the car in parking lot at the mall. 

Cookie stormed towards the car just in time as the driver came down. "Hey you! Are you fucking-" She paused as he turned to stare at her. Amelia brows automatically rose up as her eyes widened in suprise, staring at the god in human form that just stepped down from the car. "Holy cow!" She muttered under her  breath as he walked to cookie staring down at her with his brows quirked.

He was dressed in a black tuxedo, his hair styled back with gel. He was obviously a businessman. He stood close to Cookie, his huge muscular figure towering her small own. 

He quirked his brows as if asking her to continue what she was saying.

Cookie blinked her eyes repeatedly as she tried to find her tongue which has suddenly gone missing. "Ermm.. I.. I was.." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she stuttered helplessly.

Amelia hurried towards them, figuring out that Cookie might already be embarrassing herself.

"I said you almost hit me." Cookie huffed and folded her arms under her breasts as she was finally able to speak.

He stared down at her, disbelief evident in his eyes. "Humans." He muttered under his breath, a little hint of mockery and disgust evident in it. He glanced at them one last time, scrunching his nose in irritation and turned around, about heading to the mall.

"Motherfucking jerk." Cookie muttered through gritted teeth, obviously mad at him for not apologizing.

Amelia took her eyes to him alarmed as he stopped and turned his neck to stare at them from the corner of his eyes.

He turned around and walked to them with a new look on his face, like he was trying to figure out something.

He stood close to them, sniffing repeatedly.

"Hey, what are you? A dog?" Cookie spat out, eyeing him disdainfully.

He paid no attention to her and moved closer to Amelia, sniffing repeatedly.

Amelia stared at him in confusion, wondering why he kept sniffing repeatedly. She doesn't smell, does she?

He stared at her bewildered, and moved backwards with a serious look on his face. He sniffed one last time before he turned around and walked away, in to the mall.

Amelia turned to stare at Cookie, obviously shocked and confused. "What the hell just happened?"