Hayley POV:

I went back to drinking. It stopped the pain, and it also made me feel loved. I knew that Alec loved me. But at the moment, the only person I want to love me, is me. I would point out all my 'mistakes' I had on my body. The curves. The fact my stomach is unhealthy thin. The fact I have pimples on my face. The freckles.
I really hoped that as I got older, that would mean that I would love myself more. Maybe the change from human to a werewolf, would help my confidence. I knew that I had a problem, about loving other people then myself. It wasn't a secret.

After Alec went to bed, I would sneak down to the kitchen, and drink. I knew that I was very close to getting found out.
Eric came down, seeing if Alec was here, and he just so happened to see me in this state; the bottle up to my lips, and hanging onto it as if it was the only thing keeping me alive.
"Hayley!" He says, speed walking over to me. He looked genuinely upset, but I didn't care. It was his fault I even started to drink again.
"Mmh! Hey, I was drinking that!" I complain as he takes the bottles.
"Does it look like I care?" He asks.
"That's the thing, Eric. You never care. First you change me into something I don't want to be. Then you take the one thing that made me feel loved away from me! And let's not forget the fact that you killed my uncle!" I say, a dizzy daze going over my head. Eric stops what he's doing and looks at me with a sad expression. I could tell I went too far. I know Eric didn't want to phase me in the first place, but it still hurt, because I trusted him. If Alec was somewhere else, I would put all my trsut into Eric.

"I never wanted you to be changed! I never planned that to happen! And your uncle was just a cow, hurting you if you didn't do something right." He says, making me frown. He did more then hurt me. He enjoyed hurting me. Somehow, I managed to go onto my uncles side.

"He was the only family member that wanted me! No one else did! Not my mum, not my dad! My uncle did. And sure, I was at his house for all the wrong reasons, but I know-" Eric cuts me off with a big groan.

"He made you starve! He abused you until you couldn't stand! How can you just-" I cut him off, clearly mad.

"How do you know about that? I never told you about my uncle." A look passes over Eric's face, hinting he should of never said anything. What happened before he killed my uncle?

"Before I killed him, he didn't hesitate on your life story." Eric says, closing his eyes. Now, I realised that I had a big ball of anxiety in my stomach. Eric knew everything. And Alec probably did too. For some reason, I just didn't want Alec to know anything about my past. Maybe because he would treat me differently?

"Di-Did you tell Alec?" I ask. Eric laughs, and shakes his head.

"No."
My mouth craves the alcohol once again, so I roll my eyes forgetting about our whole conversation. Eric already expecting what I was about to ask, Hides the alcohol behind his back.
"I want my bottle back." I say, putting my arm out to Eric. He shakes his head, making me more annoyed, then anxious.

"The least you can do is give it back, Eric." Shaking his head, he growls.
"If you take this bottle, I'll tell Alec about what your uncle did." I moan, and nod.
"Fine. Tell him. He probably knows anyway." I mutter, grabbing the bottle from him. Eric frowns, and then leaves the room. There was something about the way he slammed the door, that I knew he wouldn't tell Alec.

As soon as a tear leaves my eye, I knew why I was crying. All this time I had managed to keep my history sort of a secret, but now, it's all out in the open. Alec would treat me differently. Alyssa would. Eric already has.
Bringing the bottle to my lips, I take a deep breath. This is for the best.
As the liquid makes a protective cover over my brain, everything goes fuzzy. Everything was just silhouettes in a cold dark room. I was getting deeper and deeper. The alcohol was to much.

This isn't loving yourself Hayley. Come on! Drinking is not helping the issue. Stop it! This isn't a life you want to live.

"Hayley?" Asks a voice, coming in my vision. Alec. I let out a scream, and realise it was finally happening. I was going to be like Alec. I would officially be his Luna. But did I want to be? Did I want to find someone else? No, Hayley. Alec's perfect for you. I think.
"Don't fight it." Says Alec, lifting me in his arms. I let out another scream that trails off. Alec clutches me harder, making out he was scared that he could lose me now. I bite my lip, and look at him. He looked hurt. Deeply hurt. And it was all because of me. He thought I'd stopped drinking. He thought I wanted to be here. But why live, when you're a creature that people hunt?

Alec puts me down, as soon as he hears bones clicking into place. First it was my back, then it was arms. I couldn't hold the screams in anymore. I had to let go. Let go of everything. If I survived, then great. If I died, not so good.
A voice that was deeper, and a lot more faster rings in my brain.

Get ready, Hayley. Your wolf is coming through. I'M coming through. Keep fighting, or Alec dies. And it will be all because of you. Hayley Fields, I am your wolf voice. And I wouldn't give up just yet, if I were you.

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A/N
I thought I would publish this until I have my break. Yeah... if you didn't get my message, then I thought I would just say, i'm having a little break. Yeah... so if you message, or anything then I might not reply. Sorry♡ Anyway, I hope that everyone has a fantabulous life! And never give up on anything that makes you happy:)
《Lily》