(This chapter goes into the T rating so I changed it. It's just for suggestive language. Like, how in kids movies they have dirty jokes that only the parents would get. That's what's in this chapter. Hey, It's the 60s! What do you expect? Plus, there's a lot of lovey dovey stuff in this chapter! Hope you don't hate romance. Enjoy it! In this chapter, Billie runs into another one of the monsters. One she becomes very close with. Spoilers! Please review!)

Chapter 4

Christmas eve, 1967. The snow fell in Manchester, New Hampshire. But the party did not. The Beatles were bursting through the speakers. Me and a couple other neighborhood kids were hanging out in an abandoned cabin I slept in. Of course, no one knew that. They thought I lived outside of town. I was dancing with Lucas that night. A boy I had been...close with. I know I said no long term relationships to John but after 5 years, I thought I was safe. We'd held hands, hugged, kissed and maybe a little more. Hey, I'm 31 years old! And he was 17. Man was I a cougar. He held me close and whispered in my ear. "This will be a kiss you'll never forget." A Day In The Life played as we kissed. It was wonderful. I thought he was a great kisser. Granted, he was my first kiss. Now it was our 347th. Yes, I counted. I was leaning against a wall but Lucas kissed me a little to hard and what I thought was a wall turned out to be a door. It ripped open and we fell down the stairs. Sadly, the music was so loud, no one heard us. Fortunately we lived. But we were a tangled mess at the bottom of the staircase.

"Are you alright?" He asked. I responded with a laugh. More like a long loud cackle. He burst into laughter as well.

"You're right." I said. He looked confused. "This will be a kiss I'll never forget." We laughed again. He stood up and then helped me up. The top of my head only went up to his chin. Why is almost every guy I meet taller then me? We were about to go back up the stairs when I actually looked around the room. There were lab experiments every where. It gave me the chills. It reminded me of Jamison and the government at the same time. I cringed.

"This place is spooky." Lucas commented.

"No Lucas, let's go." I snapped, trying to pull him up the stairs. He wouldn't budge.

"C'mon Priscilla." He said. Yes, I had taken a shine to the wife of Elvis Presley. Well, not really I was crazy with jealousy. I had heard the story about how they met at 14, but she was very mature for her age. (Like me!) Plus they just got married this year, so that added to my imaginary relationship with the king. But, realistically I loved Lucas. Elvis was just my celebrity crush. If me and Lucas ever became as serious as marriage, I'd choose Elvis as my freebee. Which is the one guy I can get with after we're married. When I told Lucas this he laughed and said his would be Lana Turner. Okay, anyway, Lucas dragged me towards the lab equipment. He picked up a green glowing bottle. I had never fully investigated the little cabin. I just slept on the couch.

"Put that down!" I snapped. He laughed and gently set it down.

"So, beautiful." He said to me. "We're all alone...in this dark, cold room. Maybe we should share our body heat?"

"Lucas! Not now." I replied.

"Is it your time of the month or something?" He asked.

"Which one?" I questioned. Oops.

"What?" He asked.

"What?" I asked.

"What do you mean by which one?" He questioned.

"I mean...I didn't say that." I defended. "I said..." I slapped him. "How dare you ask that question."

"Sorry sweetie, it's been a long day." He said, rubbing the red mark on his face. "I'm just fine with starring into those beautiful Bette Davis eyes."

"Awww." I blushed. Bette Davis did have pretty eyes. "Come here babe." I smirked. With that I lunged and shoved him into a shelf. That was a dumb move. I could hear something wobble. My instincts kicked in and rushed back. A bucket of green liquid covered Lucas. "LUCAS!" I grabbed the nearest towel and rubbed the green stuff off frantically. "Lucas, sweetie, can you hear me!" The green stuff was gone, but so was Lucas. I cried. I fell onto the ground and curled into a ball. I sobbed my eyes out.

"Honey, why are you crying?" Asked the voice of Lucas. I shot up.

"Lucas?" I asked. I looked all around. He was no where to be seen.

"Yeah baby?" He asked.

"Wh...Where are you?" I asked.

"Right in front of you, Priscilla." He replied. I looked right in front of me, more like stared until my eyes hurt. I don't think I blinked but I couldn't see him.

"I can't see you." I said.

"What are you talking about?" He asked. "I'm right here. I see you staring right at me." I still couldn't see him. I reached out my hand, up to the level where his face would be. I felt it. I could feel the smoothness of his cheek. I felt his soft shaggy hair. I even felt his hands rap around me.

"I still can't see you." I said, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Baby, I'm here." He said. "I feel you and you can feel me."

"You're invisible." I concluded. I put my head against his broad shoulder. I could smell him from a mile away but I loved his scent up close. I could still smell it now.

"That green stuff must have done this." Lucas replied.

"We'll fix you." I said with determination.

"Priscilla, I don't know if you can." Lucas sighed.

"But we can try." I snapped. "We'll sneak out of here, find a cure."

"As long as I'm with you I'm happy." He said. I smiled. I love how sweet he was, even in the worst situations.

"C'mon, let's go." I told him. I grabbed his arm firmly and pulled him up the stairs. The door was still wide open. We trudged up the steps. We made it into the party room. The fiesta was still going strong. Apparently Lucas forgot he was invisible and closed the door behind him. Everyone snapped their heads towards the door.

"Probably...just the wind." I said. Everyone appeared to buy it and returned to the party. That's when the crowd got really tight and congested. I got really nervous. When we were almost in the clear, I tripped. I almost fell on my face, until Lucas caught. Everyone stared in awe at me, floating in mid air. That's when the screams started.

"GHOST!" They screamed. Drew picked me up and started to carry me out of the cabin. People started to hit the Lucas, thinking the ghost was kidnapping me.

"STOP IT!" I shouted, begging. They didn't listen, Lucas fell to the ground. "STOP STOP STOP!" No one listened as they continued hitting him. I saw a girl finish a phone call on the other side of the room. Monger would be here any second. So I made them listen. A growl erupted from my throat. Ten times louder then any growl I had ever done before. Everyone backed away. It was still for a few minutes. Then they decided to run. I smiled, smart choice. I looked down at my invisible love.

"Priscilla." He asked a weak voice. My throat was dry. I was all choked up when I heard the pain in his voice.

"That's not my name." I burst out. I had to tell him the truth.

"What?" He asked. So I told him the story. It rushed out of my mouth before I could think. Know he knew everything.

"I'm a monster Lucas." I finished.

"No." Lucas replied. "You're not a monster." I was shocked. He was telling this to a 35 year old werewolf who would forever be 14 years old. "You're the most amazing girl I've ever met. You're perfect and no matter what happens to you, you'll never be a monster." Oh my god... I felt my fingers around his face until I found his lips. I kissed him. As long as I could until I heard the helicopters. Far off in the distance, a few miles away. Not long now. I broke the kiss.

"We have to get you out of here." I told him. I used all my strength to pull him up.

"Go without me." He said.

"Never!" I snapped. "You're coming with me."

"I'm going to slow you down." He said. "Run and leave me here."

"You're crazy." I told him.

"We are not both going to that monster prison." He said sternly, strength in his voice. "If you're in that jail cell with me I'll be miserable. But if I know you're safe, out there in the world. Then I'll be happy. You'd give me hope, knowing you're safe." I didn't think love was like this. I thought didn't know how powerful this feeling was until it was at risk. I gave him one last kiss.

"I love you." I told him. "I will never forget you. Promise you'll be strong?" He promised. He kissed me one last time and used the last bit of his strength to push me out the front door. It was left wide open. I ran into the woods. The second I was there I turned into the wolf. I couldn't watch them take him away. I wouldn't, I would die if I did. I would never forget Lucas. He wasn't a monster and he never would be, no matter what the government said. I rushed off through the woods.