Chapter two
It's been a few days since Brigitte had ran away from home. It was November the third; Frost covered the wilting flowers in the field she wandered through. She was completely alone, every one that cared about her was either dead or left behind.Her brown coat swayed in the wind, it was starting to get dark out her breath becoming visible in the cold.
Over the hill there where lights, that said 'E-Z motel' she headed to the motel. CRACK! The noise startled her: Something was watching her. Not wanting to find out what caused that noise she ran for the motel.
The werewolf watched the girl from behind the trees, licking its fangs Longley; it sniffed the air it could smell her blood starting to change.
The door opened with a swish, and the bell made its jingle like noise.
"Hello! How may help you?" the owner of the motel asked Bridgett who was gasping for air.
Brigitte looked at the floor not wanting to make eye contact with the owner.
"I'd like a room please." She muttered.
He handed her the key and she gave him the cash.
"Thanks" she said leaving to go to her room.
Closed the door behind her. Flopping on the bed exhausted, for two days she had to sleep on the streets. It was nice being able to sleep on a nice warm bed. Even if it was full of lumps.
Looking around the room, it was all brown/tan colored.
Getting off of the bed she walked into the tiny bathroom. Her pale face was coved in dirt and her hair was a tangled mess. Turing on the bathtub taps she striped down and, flipped on the shower switch and got in. closing the shower blinds.
The warm water sprinkled all over her face and body. Taking the hotel, soap bar she started closing her body.
She moved down to her vagina, and started to clean it.
Taking the soap off of it she saw light red stuff all over the soap and her inner thighs.
"SHIT!" She screamed punching the wall in anger. "Of all things to happen I get the cures! Not today not today!" Brigitte finished cleaning her self up. Then Wrapped up some toilet paper and, stuck it in between her legs. Putting on fresh clean clothing she, left to get food and other stuff that she needed.
In the drug store. B looked up at the massive wall of feminine hygiene products. "Tampons or pads" she thought to her self. Grabbing both she went to the counter.
The lady rung them in and Brigitte played for them and left the store.
Walking outside she looked for a fast food restaurant. Finally seeing a not to bad looking pizza store she entered it. The warm smell of fresh cooked pizza entered her nostrils.
"I'd like a medium pepperoni pizza." She asked the boy at the counter. "All right coming right up."
12 minuets later a nice warm pizza was brought to her table.
Walking down a deserted alley, She felt a presents near her. She turned around only to see nothing was there. "Get a grip" she wisped to herself.
The lycanthrope pounced on top of the young girls back forcing her to land on her stomach. She could feel the weight of this massive beast on top of her. She could hardly breathe. She could feel the mussel's becoming tense in her back. Claws digging in.
It started to sniff, gathering her scent. Brigitte let out a loud scream, but the lycanthrope had left. Leaving her shaken and confused.