The Hope by By: Shyann Miller (world of reading .TXT) 📕

 I pulled up my gown and she started right away on the wrap. I was curious to what happend, and once she peeled back the last wrap, I saw the gaush where the blood came from. "What happened?" I asked.

 "You got shot at by an arrow. The thing nearly killed you. Your lucky Stefan was there, he saved your life." She said before she pored the achohole on it. Shock and pain spasmed throught my body, and a little yell escaped through my lips. Not even two sconds later there was  banging on the door and Stefan's voice came through the other side. "What happend, is everything okay in there?"

 The woman gave a little impatient huff and said, "You better back away from that door young man." A protest almost came but turned into mumbles as he walked back down the hallway.

 I watched her put some dryed leaves in the hole, and slowly, wrapped a clean bandage around my lower ribs. "Why was I shot? Why would somebody want me dead?"

 "Were in the middile of a war sweetheart, you and a few comrads of yours were fighting some of the enemy soldiers. They ambushed you guys when you were about to leave camp."

 "War? What do you mean 'War'?"

 She finished the bandage and made her way to the door. "That is another story for another day. You need your brain to heal, not to think." With one last final look over her shoulder, she sliped behind the door.

  Watching the door shut with the click, I thought to myself. Lillian. My name? Lil. "Lillian." I wispered. It doesnt sound fimillar, but it sounded right. "Lil." I said, and smiled to mysef. I looked around the room again. "What to do now?" The wound was throbbing now, but not as badly because of the leaves ALma put on it made it better.

 Noises came from the door again, and I slowly rose out of bed.

"What if she doesen't regain her memory back, what do we do?" The woman Lisa said.

"There is no 'what if,' she will gain her memory back, and you will stop talking like that," Stefan said, "Don't doubt her, you know she's strong, and you know she'll pull through this one hundred percent."

"I never said I was doubting my best friend, but we need to think about all other possibilties."

"Right now, we need to take care of Lil. Thats all I'm thinking about right now."

"You need to be thinking for-"

With rage he said, " Are you questioning my decision Beta?"

Silence rang through the room, I steped closer to the door. "No Alpha." Lisa said.

A huff in the room, "Good."

"Stefan," a Man said, "Dont be mad at her for doing her job."

"Raul, my Mate, your Alpha, is in there with her memory gone and a hole in her chest."

I quietly opened the door, and slid towards the hall way.

"Yes, we know that, but your not thinking straight- please, let us help, let us do something."

I finally reached the opening of the room, nobody noticed. Stefan had his back towards me and everyone was looking away from him, I scanned the room and Alma was gone. A pull in my heart made me step towards him. I put my hand on his neck, and he instantly relaxed. "Stefan. Whats going on?" I said as I walked around to face him. My hand moved to his cheek.

"Nothing Lil, you need to go back to bed. You need to rest."

An image, a memmory, flashed through my head. A photograph of a dozen people. Writing on the back of it said, "my pack, my family." Stefan saw my expression, "Whats wrong?"

I looked around the room, looking at all the people in the room, "My...I...I don't know."

"Did you remember something?" Stefan said, "What were you about to say Lil?"

"I saw... my pack?" I looked back at Stefan, "My pack, does that mean something?"

"Yes it does Love."

"I saw a picture in my head, I saw them." I looked back at the people, "Respect. Love. Protect." I said automaticaly. "Stefan, I need to lay down." My legs buckled underneath me, he caught me, picked me up in his arms, and started carrying me back towards the room.

He laid me down on the bed. "I don't understand."

"You don't need to understand right now Love. Just relax." He said, kissing my head.

I wanted to know now, but sleep won over curiosity.

I woke up during the night. Tears streaming down my face. The pain was overbearing. "Hello?" I croaked. "I need help." I whispered. It hurt so much to talk. Sliding off the bed, I slowly walked towards the door and down the hallway. "Hello? Stefan? Alma?"

"What are you doing up?" Said a sleepy voice behind me.

I jumped and cried out. With shock and from the pain. Fresh tears sprang from my eyes. "Lisa! Please help me, my chest is hurting. I can't stand it any longer."

"Oh my godess! Lil! I'm so sorry! Go lay down, I'll go get someone." She ran towards another room. I limped back towards the bedroom.

Alma rushed through the door, "My dear Lillian, what's the matter?" SHe said.

 "My chest!" I croaked, "It hurts."

Lisa pulled up my night gown, while Alma started undressing the wound, "Okay Lil, this should feel better." She pulled out the old bloodied leaves, and put fresh ones in. Instead of wrapping it back up, she pulled out string and needle.

My eyes bugged out, "What's that for?"

 "I need to stitch the hole now, its clean, and the new leaves are to heal it."

Lisa giggled in my ear, "You never did like needles." I glaired at her.

After it was done, Alma put a thick saliva around the stitch. "To numb it." she mumbled.

"Thank you." I said, allready feeling better. "I'm so sorry to wake both of you up."

Lisa huffed, "Oh whatever, I'm glad I was able to help you."

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Publication Date: 08-26-2012

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