chapter 3.
"Izzy?" Baillie is staring me down now. I want to look away but I can't move. Can't think. "Why do you keep staring at me?"
The words are out of my mouth before I realize it. "Because you're beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, lovely, and stunning, because you were bitten by a vampire so you should be trying to drink my blood but your not, because your eyes are violet, because you smell like books, the woods right after a summer rain, and cookies hot outta the oven, because you smell like all of Paul's favorite smells too, because your Change only lasted maybe 30 minutes I don't know for sure!" I've never spoken so fast before in my whole entire life. But the scary part is, I didn't mean to say all that. I couldn't stop the words from spewing out of my mouth!
Baillie looks confused and excited. "My eyes are violet? Really? No way, my eyes are hazel! And what do you mean I was bitten by a vampire? What 'Change'?"
"I have a mirror in my purse, I can go get it and come back." I say standing up. Baillie moves so fast she's hardly even a blur. Instantly, she is standing in front of me. I blink in shock.
"I'll go with you, we need to get back to work before Johnny gets pissed and fires us." Baillie loves her job as a bartender. I still can't figure out why.
Then, Paul is standing towering over the both of us. "I don't think that's a good idea. We need to get outta here."
Baillie looks at him now and his broad shoulders slump again. "I need to get back. I have rent that's gotta be paid and Johnny has already been mad at me for being late the past couple nights!"
Paul looks stunned, like he just got zapped or pushed against an electric fence.
I put a calming hand on Baillie's shoulder, noticing how it feels much stronger than before when she was so frail and thin. "B, I don't think you should go back there. I think we need to just go back to my place and talk about what's going on here."
Baillie looks at me now. Her violet eyes are glowing. My shoulders slump and all the breath rushes out of me.
when she was so frail and thin. "B, I don't think you should go back there. I think we need to just go back to my place and talk about what's going on here."
Baillie looks at me now. Her violet eyes are glowing. My shoulders slump and all the breath rushes out of me.
We stare at each other for awhile. Her glowing violet eyes are slowly losing their light and then her eyes are still piecing but at least they aren't shining.
Baillie sighs and gives in. "Iz, I can't lose this job but I trust you." That's one of the ways B got my friendship, her never ending trust and kindness that she gave out to every one she met.
I swallow and try to speak around the sudden rock in my throat. "Okay, well um ... lets go back to my motel room then. There, B, you can take a shower or something to help you relax and clean you up. Maybe on the way there we can stop for pizza or something if your hungry."
Paul seems to cheer up at the idea of eating.
"I could eat thanks. Don't you need your purse though?" Baillie asks, her silver-bell voice ringing through the soundless night air.
"I'll get it." Paul volunteers. "It's under the bar right?" I nod.
"Wait! You don't know where I live."
Paul rolls his eyes. "'S fine. I'll just follow yawl's scent. No problem." And then he's off running. My eyes can't see him very well but I think I saw him take his shorts off. Weird...
Baillie is giggling next to me. "Whats so funny?" I ask grinning at the sound of her laugh.
"He took his shorts," She pauses to laugh some more,"off while he was running."
I thought I saw that. I look back to where he ran off but I can't see him anymore.
"Baillie, can you still see him?" I ask my friend.
"Yeah crystal clear. Ya know whats weird, I can see everything. I mean even though its night, it looks like day. I mean, no that sounds lame." Baillie struggles for the words. "It's like ... look, I can see in the dark and I can still see Paul even though I know he's way out there running- HOLY SHIT!" B suddenly screams the last two words. Her eyes are shining again, illuminating her face even more now.
"What?" I yell grabbing her shoulders making sure she's still intact.
"He just ... Paul just ... turned into a ... thing! I mean a ... bear or wolf or horse or something!"
"Oh, B ... Paul is a werewolf." Might as well just say it.
"Oh my goodness! He's a ... but that's all fictional!" Baillie's eyes tell me she know I'm telling the truth but her mind refuses to believe it.
"Yea that's what I thought too." I laugh a little to lighten the mood. "Listen, I'll explain everything once we get to my place."
"Ya promise?" Baillie asks.
"Of course." I tell her.
Baillie takes a deep, calming breath and her eyes start to dim back to their normal, well not really normal, violet beauty.
Paul comes back pretty quick, his shorts on and in his human form. He's not even breathing heavy but I know he must have just ran at least 40 miles.
"Here" he hands me my fake leather purse and I pull out the tiny mirror I kept in it.
"Don't freak," I say to Baillie as I hand the small mirror to her.
She doesn't freak but her eyes go wide and her jaw drops. "Wow, I'm ... um ... different." The hand not holding the mirror goes up to touch her cheek delicately and brushes her long eye lashes.
"You're beautiful." Paul murmurs and Baillie blushes a light pink. Her face didn't go red as a tomato when she got embarrassed like me, she just had a light pink flush on her cheeks.
"You're a werewolf?" Baillie asks and to my surprise she doesn't look scared.
"Yup." Is all Paul answers with. "I thought you two were gonna go when I left?"
"We got side-tracked." I say laughing as Baillie's cheeks turn pink again and she giggles.
"Um okay, so I guess you two will take Izzy's bike and I'll just run." Paul says, his brows furrowing.
We laugh a little more as Baille and I get on Harley. Paul waits for me to turn Harley around and start driving to move but then I see a giant white werewolf keeping pace beside us.
We race home but when we get too close to the road Paul dissapears. I look around for him but he's no where to be seen.
After stopping for pizza, I make B wait by Harley in the parking lot, we go home. Baillie holding the pizza but somehow she manages to not fall off.
The lame motel I currently reside in is ... well, lame. Theirs only three other people here too but I don't know them.
My room is tiny and shabby but it's better than living in an alley way, that was in Chicago. I don't recoment it.
Baillie and I are just entering my room when Paul comes in too. I don't ask how he got here.
Baillie opens the box of sausage pizza, her favorite, and digs in. I grab myself a slice and Paul takes two but I have a feeling he'll be taking more later. Big guy gotta eat.
"You promised you'd explain." Baillie sits down on my bed and takes a bite of her pizza, looking at me with her eyebrows raised curiously.
"That I did, okay, so," how do I explain this? ...,"vampires are real. Just like werewolves. And you were, well we believe that you were bitten by a vampire. But, you didn't turn into a vampire and for some crazy reason you didn't go through the change immediatly afterwards."
B looks at me for a second but finally nods and says, "I trust you Iz, if you say vampires and werewolves are real then I know they are." She takes another bite of her pizza chews then swallows. "So, you have no clue why I am the way I am?"
"No clue." I say. Paul nods with his mouth is full of pizza. He grabs two more pieces.
"Um ... have you been bitten by anyone lately?" I feel like such a dork saying this.
"Yeah" Baillie says, "I was walking home and this guy came outta no where and bit me but then he just ran off. I don't know why he ran like that but he did and I was like really freaked out. Eventually I snapped out of it and walked the rest of the way home. This was maybe three days ago I think."
Wow.
"Okay then. So, uh I guess that's everything. Um, B, you can use the shower if you want." I tell her nibbling on the cust of my eaten pizza.
"No, that's fine. It's your place you take a shower than I will." Baillie insists.
I shrug. "Well, okay." I grab one of my towels and take a quick shower. The water helps my muscles relax but not by much.
I don't have a blow drier so I just run a comb through my long hair and remind myself that it's almost time to dye it again, my brown roots are starting to show but it isn't all that noticable.
When I walk out only Baillie is here.
"Where's Paul?" I ask noticing the empty pizza box.
Baillie looks kinda dazed so I snap my fingers in front of her face and she finally looks at me. "What?"
"Where is Paul?" I enunciate each word slowly like I was talking to a mentally retarded child.
"Oh! He went to patrol the area for any vampires." She says matter-of-factly, she looks like she has something to say so I keep looking at her. "I think I like him!" Baillie blurts out at last.
I roll my eyes. "Okay so?"
"So?" Baillie looks at me incredulously. "What do you mean 'so'? I'm a lesbian! He's a guy! Since when do lesbians fall for guys?" She was standing now, her eyes crushing and shining like violet flashlights.
"Oh, by 'like' you meant ..." I slowly realize what she's trying to say.
B nods slowly.
"Well, are ya sure?" I ask.
"I think so. I just can't stop thinking about him and how magical he is and how his voice is so calming so deep and his muscles and... I think I really do like this guy Izzy!" Baillie is practically screaming.
"Okay okay so you like him. Then you should be with him. He seems to like you too." I say encouragingly.
Baillie looks at me and my breath rushes out again at the odd weight of her stare.
"Your right." She says and then embraces me in an incredibly fast hug. Her arms are like tiny vices! "Hey, do you have any tampons or something I could use. I was supposed to start today."
"Sure." I walk into the bathroom to retrieve my box of lady products. "Actually I'm supposed to start in just a few days."
"It sucks." B says.
"Yeah it does." I agree.
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