The Angel Within

Chapter 18: The Inevitable

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Chapter 18: The Inevitable

Charlotte's POV

Defeat; nothing but education, nothing but the first step to something better. It's known to be temporary, just a raw emotion that would splash your mentality infrequently. But honestly, defeat wasn't the word that expressed my state. It was the act of giving up and that made defeat permanent. 

It eventually dawned on me that everything I worked so hard for - and finally earned - has now slipped through my fingers in the matter of seconds. All I could proceed on doing now was to watch from the distance and let the horror transpire before me. 

Nonfulfillment seeped through my body. I failed my pack; I failed Scarlett, I failed my parents- but most of all, I failed myself. The promise to remain hidden devoid of danger was crumpled and now, I must endure the imminent consequences of the unknown.

The brief thought of this made me feel so forlorn. I was left to wither in the darkness I was engulfed whole by. Never have I ever suffered a feeling so appalling before. It felt like all happiness and bliss have been drained out of me and I was now abandoned as a pessimistic soul. The burning sensation - of grief and agony - spread throughout my veins consistently; it was undeniably suffocating.

I faintly memorized Trent's face: his perfectly defined facial structures, the little stubble he had across his jawline, his drool-worthy body, and his piercing blue eyes. The hollow, sorrow feeling in my heart advanced. I yearned for him. Yet I lost him- nevertheless, I experienced the pure emotion of longing.

 As I reminisced about our final gesture, a flicker of pain and desire welled in my chest. Memories of me being cradled limply in Trent's strong arms - the tender warmth radiating off him and my remorseful clarity - flashed through my mind. Pictures of Daniel, Macy, Derek, and the gang swarmed in my mind, effectively making the hollow pit in my stomach seem emptier. An internal whimper slipped from my lips. 

Everything ached: my arms, hands, legs. Hell, even my heart. The instinct to curl up in a ball and bawl was clouding my mind. But I had no control of my limp body whatsoever. I felt so useless, like a rag doll without an owner. A werewolf without their inner wolf; an angel without their halo, a person without a soul. 

Abruptly, I delicately hushed my rowdy thoughts and listened to the darkness. Thump, thump. The soft sound created something to spark within me. My initial emotion of despair - almost - transformed into hope as I continued to listen to the beats that sounded similar to music in my ears. Gradually, the faint beeps began increasing in an incredible slow pace. 

I came to the conclusion that the beats were being commenced by my heart. A flutter of optimism erupted in my stomach and I immediately tried to regain conscious. I attempted unsealing my eyes, bending my numb fingers, and even talking. 

Slowly, my determined facade began to fade away and soon, I convinced myself that my surroundings would stay dark forever, with no hints of life and light. Nothing seemed to help my current state. 

Then all of a sudden, a glow flashed before me. Shock surged through my body as I examined the white beam. My eyes were trained on it, visualizing every detail of the bright spark. My orbs trailed down the beam, expecting to discover where it was ushered. As my eyes reached towards the end of it, my breath got caught in my throat.