The sky turned dark around my house and I tried my best to scarf down all of my food as quickly as I could. My already sharpened senses started to enhance. It was almost time. I needed to get out of here. When my plate was clean, I placed the plate in the sink and tried to sneak out.

"Where do you think you're going?" Darry asked, coming out of the kitchen; blocking the door.

"Outside," I answered.

"No, not after what has happened in the past. You're not going anywhere."

"But," I started to panic. If I'm stuck here, I will transform and kill them.

"In your room."

I started to trudge towards my room, looking over my shoulder to see if he would move from his spot so I could bolt out. He didn't and I made it to my room. My head exploded in pain. My hands shot to my head and my knees hit the ground. Oh, no, no, no. It's starting.

The window! I can escape from the window. I stumbled over to the window, hands gripping the edge but the window didn't budge. It was locked. No way. I reached to unlock it but my skin started to burned and my vision blurred. I sank to the ground, biting my lips. I looked up at my window, the full moon gleamed down at me, taunting in the same time comforting me. My gold eyes reflected from my window. Another wave of pain washed over my body, causing me to curl my hands up. Blood pooled up in my hands as my sharpened nails grew. There was the taste of blood in my mouth after my teeth sharpened. I groaned as my headache grew worse.

Footsteps thumped closer to my room. "Ponyboy, are you okay?" Johnny asked in a hushed tone. I tried to crawl to the door, but each movement burned. I only moved a couple of feet before the door creaked open. Johnny peaked in and ran towards me when he saw me on the ground. I turned my attention to the ground.

"What's wrong?" he asked me. I couldn't answer him because of another wave of pain. I gasped, digging my nails deeper in my palms. I could smell fear coming from Johnny.

"Go!" I managed to gasp out. "Leave!"

"But—"

"Johnny! Go!"

"I'll get someone," Johnny said, standing back up.

"No! Don't tell them." I grabbed his ankle. He yelped in pain as my nail dug into his skin. Crap. I let go of his ankle, hoping he didn't see anything. But he did.

"What…" Fear intensified in Johnny. I couldn't help but look up this time. Johnny gasped, mouth open like a fish. His eyes were wide.

A stronger wave of pain went over me and I forced my attention back down. "Leave!" I had to hold the transformation back as best as I could. But… I really wanted to lash out his throat right now. Someone grabbed me from behind, pulling me to their chest. I immediately felt safer after I caught a whiff of their wet dog scent. I then lost control of my actions, struggling in the hold, reaching out towards Johnny. Johnny was talking, and so was the holder, but I couldn't make out their words: only mine.

"Let go of me! I want to dig my nails through his throat!" I said, but the hold grew tighter. I was lifted up, but I kicked at the holder, causing him to falter just enough to get out of his hold and turn the cowering Johnny. I ran towards him, hand getting ready to reach out but I was once again held and taken farther back towards the window. I struggled even harder, ignoring the pain of my bones breaking, and felt my body once again become lose. My vision went black.

When I awoke, I was lying in the forest. None of my pack were surrounding me. When did I get here? Where was everyone else? Had I separated from them? I stood up, wiping away the leaves, dirt, and twigs that stuck onto me. Blood covered my hands. It was probably like my last transformation. But where was the carcass? Surely there would be one.

I took a deeper look at the blood. A slight scent of Johnny picked up and my blood ran cold. No, this can't be. Did I harm Johnny? What if I killed him? Johnny's scared face flashed in my mind. That was the last thing I remember. But I couldn't have killed him, Johnny is close to me. My wolf self couldn't have done that, right? I need to check. Please, don't be dead.

I stood up and started to head home, wiping away the blood from my mouth and covering up the blood on my shirt with my arms when people walked by.

My house came into view. I didn't approach. What if I did kill him? Heck, even harm him? I wouldn't be accepted back. I stayed, watching my house out of sight. The gang came in and out. No Johnny. As time went by, my hope died down. I had killed him—that would explain the stressed out faces of the gang.

I was about to leave when a quiet voice stopped me.

"I can't find him…" Relief washed over me. It was Johnny! I looked back towards my house, seeing him talking to Dally. He was leaning on one leg more than the other and I could still smell the rank smell of far from him.

I had hurt him. I caused him that fear. This was my fault. I had almost killed him yesterday because I couldn't control this curse. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I had killed any of them.

I turned away from the house and left back to the forest. I can't go back—not when I'm unstable like this. I don't care if they will worry and try to search for me. It's better than killing them with my own two hands and teeth.

I went inside of the den, finding most of the pack. I walked up to Cameron and looked him straight in the eyes. "I'm staying here until I can control this," I declared. "I don't want to see any of my friends or family hurt."

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Chapter idea from xXxAngel-With-A-ShotgunxXx

Replies:

Amanda: Hm… Maybe I won't read your stories now, but I can try watching that TV show then read them. I mean, if people write about it, it has to be somewhat good.

xXxAngel-With-A-ShotgunxXx: Most of the pack can control themselves so they allowed to stay. They each had trouble in the beginning like Ponyboy is now. I hope you don't mind that I went ahead and took part of your review as a chapter idea. I wasn't planning on doing that but it would make everything even more interesting. Thank you so much for the idea.

BunnyluvsU: Thank you so much .

Seth Clearwater: Thank you. Since all of my classes are done now (until the middle of August), updates should come a bit faster.

Pony'sgirlfriend: It's pretty difficult to get longer chapters. I don't know about you but I love cliff hangers, no surprise there, and find it hard to pass by any chance of them to make chapters longer. Cameron will be that love-hate character, I plan. I want people to see him as a nice guy then a huge douche the next moment. You'll have to see who dies xD