Author's Note: Hey guys! I just wanted to take a second and apologize for the delay in new chapters. I just started college last week and I'm trying to get to used to the new atmosphere. Thank you for sticking by me anyway; I seriously appreciate it. This chapter is short but I wanted to get it up for you guys and hopefully when I get some more time there will be more to come. Thanks! -Carrie
When I awoke a few moments later, Adam was hovering above my head.
"Well that was quite a reaction I must say." he said in a joking way.
After I got my bearings back I decided not to be extremely weird and scared about this whole situation towards Adam. It wasn't fair to him to by judged by one of the only friends he had.
"Well it's also not everyday your best friend tells you he's a fairytale being." I snickered.
"Best friend?" he asked with a questioning tone.
"Best friend!" I assured him. "We're in this together, you and me. I'm not gonna let you face this alone."
He grabbed my hand. We sat there. Just like that. Fingers intwined as if nothing out there could hurt us. An hour or so after laying wrapped up in Adam's arms he decided he should probably return home before my father discovered his most precious secret too. I figured he was right and with a gentle kiss on the cheek I sent him on his way. After closing the door behind me I couldn't contain the grin on my face.
"Oh, so we like this boy, huh?" Dad questioned.
"Dad, stop. I'm gonna kill you." I joked.
I chased him into the kitchen throwing the dish towel at him.
"Fine, fine. I surrender."
"That's what I thought. Keep your incorrect comments to yourself." I snickered.
"Fine B, all I'm saying is I can tell a love struck face when I see one."
"He's just a friend Dad, that's all." I tried to sound convincing.
Truth be told after Adam told me about himself I understood why he was scared to tell me. It's not like it's exactly normal to be a wolf creature. As we held hands it felt as if nothing had changed. Like he hadn't told me anything. We were just together and we were happy. That's what I imagine love feeling like. I've never been in love so I can't really say how it's supposed to feel but I suppose it's the way I felt when I was with Adam.
" I get it. No more boy talk. How about Chinese and Netflix?"
"Now you're speaking my language Pops. You call in, I'm gonna go change quick."
I bounded up the stairs two at a time. I threw off my Fall Out Boy sweatshirt and jean shorts. I noticed the bandage covering my fresh cut arm was drenched in blood so I applied a new one before changing into another sweatshirt; I didn't feel like having Dad ask any questions about where the cut had come from. I put on my favorite pajama bottoms, threw my hair up in a messy bun and returned to where my father was waiting for me. He had the latest episode of Breaking Bad pulled up on the screen and I squealed in delight. It had become my latest obsession and I was head over heels in love with it. As we watched on I wondered to myself how my life could change so drastically in just a week. My relationship with my dad was better than ever and I had a new guy in my life who I could honestly say I saw myself having a future with. Maybe Adam coming here was exactly what I needed to show me my life wasn't meant to be lived in misery but happiness.