Crushing on a Werewolf
Chapter 13 – Secrets of the Skin
I was in pure shock; I doubted I was able to make rational decisions at the moment.
"Stay away from me," I said, as if I could actually back it up. My voice was cracking. Was I scared? I'm dating a werewolf, and I'm scared?
A drop of sweat falls from my face, hitting the ground with a soft PLOP. Mike must have heard it, because he starts to say, "Don't be frightened, John, it's just me, Mike."
I say nothing.
"Funny how most of the time you're fast to retort with something whenever I talk. Except for now. You look a little pale."
I glare at him, not budging from my current position.
"Eat a lot of iron?"
I look at him puzzled.
"Your blood tastes nice and healthy, so it must be chock full of iron," Mike takes another lick of my blood from the mirror, making me want to hurl right then and there.
I regain some composure, enough for me to start defending myself.
"OK, enough playing around! Why the hell are you licking my blood like some-?"
"Vampire?" Mike doesn't hesitate to lick some more of my blood.
The pieces start coming together in my head, and my hamster of a brain starts spinning in its wheel.
"That's…"
"Absurd, am I right?" Mike looks at me with this weird expression, a cross between lust, hunger, and vanity. "I agree, it is absurd, but given the fact your little boyfriend is a werewolf, I don't think anything is 'absurd' to you anymore."
My eyes open wide in shock. "How do you know…?"
"I'm a vampire, remember. I've got to know who my natural enemy is, right?"
"Well, if you've got beef with him, why are you drinking my blood?"
"Well, obviously, because I'm a fucking vam-pire!" he shouts, though very strangely in a polite manner.
I roll my eyes, and in that moment of me not paying attention to him, he's right in front of me. I gasp.
"And…you see, Johnny," Mike cooed, gently but creepily stroking my face. "It's destiny for us to be together."
With unknown confidence, I reply, "FYI, jackass, I have a boyfriend…" I look right into his eyes when I say this. "And he sure as hell isn't you." With the last word, I push him off of me, having grown uncomfortable with his comfort level around me.
"Now now, Johnny, pushing and shoving?" Mike smirked, unfazed from my push. "Why don't we save that for the bedroom?"
"In your dreams…" I roll my eyes defiantly.
"Funny, this must be a dream then," Mike chuckled.
Confused, I ask, "What is that supposed to mean?"
"Consider yourself fucked," Mike sneers, before making a gigantic lunge for me.
Oh, hell no. I'm not about to get raped…
"DON'T TOUCH HIM!"
A cloud of dust flew everywhere, causing me to cough horrendously. I heard people running and starting to cough behind me, so I knew the others had started hearing what was going on. The dust started to clear out, and a tall, tan figure was standing over Mike, who had been thrown into the mirror, shattering it.
The tall figure growled menacingly, and I knew at once who it was.
"Rand?"
He glanced back at me, but his eyes were filled with ferociousness.
"John, don't listen to anything he has to say! He's a vampire!" Randy growled in the direction of Mike, who was still lying on the floor recovering from Randy's assault.
"Aww, Randy, you figured me out," Mike pouted mockingly. "Wanna doggy treat, pup?"
Randy growled viciously, the look in his eyes bitter to the core as he glared menacingly at Mike, who was dusting himself off.
One Mike was done with the theatrics, he crossed his arms, not showing any sign of intimidation from Randy. "Well, as long as we're exposing people here, I bet John's buddies would love to know what you are."
Randy's demeanor calmed down slightly. "You wouldn't…you can't…"
"If I didn't know you as well as I did, I'd think you were begging," Mike chuckled. "But werewolves don't beg, do they? Arrogant mutts."
I didn't expect any reaction from Evan, but Eve, Daniel, Beth, and Gail gasped like they'd just witnessed a crime committed.
"Wait," Eve suddenly spoke. "Werewolves? You're saying Randy's a-,"
"Exactly, Evie," Mike replied, mocking Eve's name. "But I wouldn't expect a bunch of human misfits like you all to figure that out. It seems Randy's put quite the show on."
"Why don't you shut up?" Randy snapped at Mike.
"Shut up, mutt. People are talking," Mike toyed with him. I could tell Randy was getting increasingly angry.
"What do you want with John?" shouted Randy, completely ignoring Mike's last retort. I glanced back from Randy to Mike, trying to figure out what role I had to play in this.
"It's destined for Johnny here to be my partner, Randy, of course you know that," Mike cocked his head to the side, making me want to hurl.
"I don't care about your dumbass vampire destiny any more than the amount of dignity you have," retorted Randy. "And since you have no dignity, I do not give a shit."
"Really, Randy? Really?" Mike looked at Randy like he was insane.
"What do you mean destiny?" I shouted in Mike's direction. "I'm with Randy, not you, Mike…never you…"
"That's where you're wrong, Johnny," Mike said, and suddenly, he was directly face-to-face in front of me like a gust of wind. His breath smelled of dried blood, it was revolting. "You belong to me, and I always get what belongs to me."
"LIKE AN ASS KICKING?" growled Randy, who punched Mike incredulously to the other side of the room with such force it scared me. "Don't touch John, you bastard."
"Really, Randy?" Mike said, dusting himself off again as if he was unfazed by the attack. "No matter. You will get what you deserve soon. Very soon."
"What do you mean?" I shouted. "What are you planning to do?"
"Funny story, there, Johnny. But none of this would be possible if it wasn't for my little helper," Mike smirked, looking in the general direction of the remainder of us in the room.
"Little helper…?" I questioned, looking around for who he might be talking about.
"Of course, Johnny boy. You can't expect me to break that iron bond between you and Scooby-Doo over there without a little help, can you?"
A chilling burst of wind echoed through the barren shack-like room. I noticed a silhouette appearing by where Mike was.
"Always happy to assist you, master."
Mike chuckled, not turning in the direction the voice was coming from.
I think Daniel gasped the hardest out of all of us, because the "little helper" was none other than…
"Gail…" cooed Mike cockily. "You have done greatly. You shall be rewarded for your services…and sooner than you think. We seem to have too many extraneous worms here…let's dispose of them shall we?"
Fuck.
"Leave only Johnny and the mutt…the rest…are yours."
"With pleasure!" Gail's fangs shot into view and he leaped into the air, rapidly approaching our little group. Everyone prepared themselves for the worst.
Mike turned his attention to me. "Don't fight this, Johnny, soon you'll be with me, because I'm the Mike…and I'm awesommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmme!" he exclaimed as he approached me. Suddenly, he disappeared into thin air, and I was going crazy trying to find him.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, squeezing me almost murderously, and despite my best struggles to escape, it was pointless.
And then…I blacked out.
TO BE CONTINUED.
A/N: This concludes part one of the Crushing series! The other part will begin soon, so stay tuned. Thanks for reading so far, please leave a review!