Not Crazy
571 Words
Prologue - The End and The Beginning
Hello, lovelies!
I hope you've enjoyed Grace and Jess' story as much as I have, and I can't wait to bring them back for the next book!
But, for now, we all have to say goodbye to Jess as we begin to move backward through time, and into Zach and Ryan's heads for their story, Not Crazy. Just so you know, these chapters will be shorter than the ones in MtaBG, if only because Zach and Ryan are going to be more prevalent in the next installment. There may also be fewer chapters, just because I do want a little left to be told about these two crazy kids.
Really quickly, let me just put a trigger warning here for self-harm and abandonment, okay? It'll be okay, but it's pretty intense in a few scenes!
With that unpleasantness out of the way, let's find out what was going on in the Pack while Jess was gone, shall we?
Zach was a lot of things, but a f**k-up was definitely on that list. At least, it was on everyone else's list. For everyone who didn't know him, Zach was the guy that they'd take bets on as to when he would either fail out of school, drop out, or get kicked out.
He'd already been held back once- the year his Mom left.
Zach heard that quite a few of the future seniors had lost a lot of money when the official list of students was released- and his name was on it, in black and white. Zachariah Shaw Navarro was going to be a senior with a GPA of 3.0, the minimum for Pinewood Charter. Of course, everyone was much more excited for Tyler, their future Alpha, and current valedictorian, and Thomas, who was going to be leading most of the sports teams into one last year of victories.
But, as an official senior-to-be of Pinewood Charter, Zach was fully in his right to participate in the annual junior prank night with the Alpha's twins and everyone else. What will Zach do when everyone turns tail on him, leaving him to take the full brunt of Alpha Marcus' rage- and a punishment that could end up being more blessing than curse?
Sweet destruction. The scent of spilled blood on scuffed tiles. Alarms. Running.
Ryan has been given too many diagnoses to count at this point. Schizophrenia, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Bipolar, Compulsive Liar, Psychosis, but every one of these damned doctors agreed on one thing- he was one of the worst cases of Haematophilia they’d ever seen.
And it wasn’t even his fault!
It was his fault. The crooning, quiet, destructive voice that he’d been sharing a brain with for eight years. It kept him trapped in the fancy prison for rich people with a sickness in their heads.
Ryan believes, truly, that one day, one of the medication combinations will work and he’ll be free of his voice once and for all. He’ll see his sisters again, he’ll live a real life again.
How is this fragile boy supposed to react when a volunteer begins to tell him about the Supernatural community- and how Ryan is a part of it. How Ryan’s voice was actually his Vampire.
And it needs to be trained. Before things get really out of control.
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