So still belongs to Jk Rowling. I'm nearly finished :) just a few more chapters. This one is quite short.
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy, duh
Billie Eilish
This time, for the first time ever, Lexi awoke before Bonnie. She woke to the feeling of a cold, invisible tongue sliding down her neck. "Bonnie" she said. Bonnie woke, and together the 2 werewolves sat in silence for a while. At some point, they went downstairs. Everyone was very subdued. They where all thinking the same thing. Tomorrow they would leave England. And, for at least 5 of them, they could never return. Johanna looked embarrassed, hanging out with a group she had only just met was very awkward. Especially since she had killed someone in front of them. He was the first person she had ever killed. The day passed slowly, minutes drawing into hours, and quickly, time flying like a swallow flying ahead. They ate, though no one had any appetite. So Sirius gave up trying to feed them proper food, and they sat around eating way to much chocolate. They probably ate 3 bars each. Or more. Dinner time came and went, and no one ate anything. It grew later, past midnight. No one left the room to sleep, they all just fell asleep on the sofas, Lexi leaning on Teddy, Bonnie leaning on Lexi, James leaning on Bonnie.
Werewolf number 614572.
This is my last night in England. By this time tomorrow, I will have left. Never to return. But I left England the minute I was bitten. I cannot live here. Not now. I can't live in a country that sees me as an animal. Don't become the monster they say you are. But tomorrow, there is hope.