Run Away Luna

chapter 2

I woke up, startled. "What, Where am I? who are you?" There are so many questions running through my head. " I'm Jordan, and these are my brothers,Fred, Bobby, and Brumby." The hottest one of them spoke. " And you are back in the cabin that your siblings and you are sharing at the camp. " Fred spoke up. "and we run a charity, we collect food and toys and books for the children at this camp and bring it to them." Bobby said." may I ask who you are running from?"Jordan asked. i look over at the kids and see Brumby, a big muscly dude, with tattoos and a leather jacket on,and he has on a pink tutu and a tiara. he was having a tea party with my siblings. I shook my head at Jordan, "Not in front of the kids," I say shakily, "they don't need to re live that trauma." I say on the edge of tears. Jordan held me to his chest and instantly calmed down, the shaking subsided. But,how? "I've sent for some cars to come and collect everyone, Jenny. Are you OK with looking after our bikes? " he asked. "I would, but there is currently a mini van parked in the garage. she said. "Oh, that's ok, I'm sure Brumby would love to drive it back to my town, won't you, Brumby?" Jordan said teasingly. " I swear some days you guys h*te me," Brumby muttered, and I giggled. "Wait, what?" I finally realised they were taking us into their town. "n no don't they will k*ll you too if they knew you had us, and why are we going with you?" I ask. " we are taking you guys into our protection. and because I will explain on the way, my darling. Also, I want to know who we are running from." he stated. why did he keep calling me those things. we said our goodbyes and jumped into their cars, Brumby following behind us in the minivan. " ok, first I'm of a higher place in the world, I run the pack, mean town."he started to say wait, pack? where have I heard that before? " ok, so you're like a prime minister, or mayor or something?" I ask, confused. he chuckled, "Yeah, something like that." He answered.

Jordan was driving this car, and I was I the passenger seat. The kids were in their car seats in the back. all fast asleep within the hour of the drive. Jordan asked. "Who are we running from princess?" My voice grew small. " I I'm not actually sure, I don't know who they are, but they are all scary men on bikes." he glanced at me, confused. "And why would they be after you guys? and where are your parents? why aren't they looking after you?" he asked. I looked out my window, and silent tears started to stream down my face. Jordan put his hand on my knee and stroked his thumb along it in an attempt to comfort me. a voice in head piped up. " it's ok. We can trust him." I took a deep breath. " they have been after us ever since they k*lled our parents six months ago. " I said,trying to stop the crying. the car came to an abrupt stop. the kids were still asleep. his eyes looked they glazed over for a moment,i couldn't be sure. he kept the engine running and got out of the car. " Did I say something wrong? " Let him calm down," the voice said again. I hear it a lot. I don't know if it's normal or not, so most of the time, I choose to ignore it, but it never goes away. Jordan came to my side of the car and opened the door. "Take off your seat belt, unsure of why I was doing what he told me to I unclick .y seat belt, it just slid up when I was being scooped from the car seat and into his chest. unsure what to do. I flung my arms neck, and before I knew it, I let my grief that I held onto flow, I cried for what seemed to be forever. once my tears seemed to dry up, he placed me back into the car, as the came up after clicking me in, he placed a long kiss on my forehead. all I could do was blush. we continued the drive I. silence, and I fell asleep, exhausted from crying. an hour later, I jolted awake. In a panick, the sound of the bikes hummed in my eardrums again. "DRIVE FASTER THEY ATE COMING GO GO GO!" I scream, my heart is pounding, and Jordan pulls over. why was he pulling over? "What are you doing?ate you insane. do you want them to get us? " he just grabbed my hand, my chest was heaving heavily, and tears were once again. streaming down my face. "Sweety, you ok," he held my eyes and kept cooing at me,"you're with them, aren't you?" i ask wide-eyed. "No, hunny, I'm not, I promise you, I'm not a bad guy. I'm your ahh I'm your friend, I promise," he tucked my hair behind my ear, I came back to realityand he pulled me into his chest. once I could, I looked around, not a bike in sight. sh*t. I did it again." I'm so sorry," I say, lowering my head. "it's ok. How often do these things occur?" he asked." Every time I go to sleep. I hear those bikes every night since,since." I couldn't finish my sentence, " it's ok, I understand, we will see someone about that, " he said. he started driving. "I just can't believe the littlies slept through that. he chuckled a little. "they are used to it. " I say blushing again. I found myself wanting to hold his hand throughout the trip, and then I remembered what he had said earlier. "Hey Jordan? what's a pack? I have heard it mentioned somewhere, but I don't know where or why? and I heard you mention it earlier. "

"Before I answer your question, I need to ask you a few questions, like, do you hear a voice in your head from time to time?" he asked, my eyes widened." Yes, I didn't know if it was normal or not, so I didn't say anything, " I said.

"Cool, uhh, do you believe in werewolves." That one really threw me off gaurd. "Yeah, I always thought there could be supernatural beings out there, but I wasn't sure,these are weird questions," I said. "Trust me, they will all make sense soon enough. what I'm about to tell you is going to blow you away."