So as most of you probably know Hurricane Irene just passed the East Coast and left all of us in the dark. I wrote this during the strom on a napkin and typed it when I was able to. Please enjoy, review, and pray for the people who are still in the dark or with out homes.
I woke up to see a huge wolf standing in front of me staring down the strange man who had chased me all the way from Seattle. My forehead was gushing blood even more know and I was fading in and out of couniosness. I wondered where the hell Paul was when all of this was going down. Or even Emily, shouldn't she be somewhere around here. I slowly stood up and held onto the walls as I ran away from the scene until I heard a growl. I turned around for a slipt second to see Pauls eyes staring at me through the wolf. I blinked hard and ran outside trying to process what I just saw. Pauls eyes were the wolves...how is that possible? I run to the nearest pay phone and called Emilys house. Thankfully Sam picked up, I knew he would know what to do.
"Hello?" Sams voice sounded tired but I didn't care what he felt right now I needed help.
"Sam! Its Adele um someone, no something, chased me back from Seattle and its now in the market fighting with this gaint wolf that has eyes like Pauls," I rushed out in one big sentence. I tried to catch my breath but Sam started talking.
"I'll be there soon," I could here him yelling at the boys in the background as we hung up. I ran back inside knowing I couldn't leave the wolf there, whether I was just imganing it was Paul or not. He was protecting me so I was going to return the favor. It was eerily quiet inside the market so I tip toes back to the flowers until I heard a laugh behind me.
"You think your little boyfriend could stop me," the man rolled his eyes and came full charge at me sending me flying back and out of the brick wall. What was he talking about my boyfriend? I started peicing things together about what was really going on. Those stories I would listen to Rose talk about was true. The time those guys beat me down and threw water on me. The time Paul would come home smelling like a wet dog and make me gag on the smell. It was all coming together. This was no guy, this was a vampire. Paul was no normal smalltown boy, he was a werewolf. I thought I was about to pass out but the man picked me up by my throat and started sniffing my arm.
"The other wolves are on their way so I'm going to have to make this quick dear, I hate quick meals," he muttered as he kissed my wrist before chomping down. I heard loud screams echoing down the alley before I relazied they were mine. Fire was spreading through my veins and making me feel like I was dying. I kicked the walls and punched the man in the head before I finally gave up, I had no more energy. The man dropped me and laughed at my sickening state as he run off down the alley. I could hear the howls but I was out of it. I was trying to focus on not shaking, not puking, not screaming, not breaking. This wasn't me. I had no clue what was going on with me but I knew it wasn't right.
I got up from the floor while grinding my teeth together. I ran inside and ignored the pain that was plusing through me. I needed to find Paul, I needed help and he could give it to me. I screamed his name and pushed the thoughts of how strange my voice sounded out of my head. I saw more wolves piling in the front door and I knew it was Sam and the rest of the pack. I smirked and screamed Pauls name one more time before falling falt on my face and passing out from all the pain coursing through my small body.
I woke with a dull throbbing moving through my body. My head, wrist, and ribs were killing me but I couldn't open my mouth to groan or moan about it. I opened my eyes slowly and adjusted to the white surrounding me. I looked around to see I was alone other then a banaged Paul sleeping in a uncomfortable looking chair. I scooted up picked up a pen to throw at him when I noticed a moon shaped bite on my wrist. It was ugly, jagged, and I knew it would be there forever. I went back to the task at hand and woke up Paul. He looked at me with the kind of sadness in his eyes only a lover could have.
"I never thought I'd see you again," he said as he moved towards the bed looking like he was scared I was going to disapper. He sat by my IV covered hand and stared at me for the longest time. After a few minutes I licked my dry lips and talked the best I could.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I said in a hoarse voice that the man left me with when he choked me. Paul gave me a small smile and brushed back my fading hair, it was turning back to black and I wondered how long I was out.
"I couldn't yet," he whispered and moved closer to me. I nodded and turned my wrist around to show him. He flinched and blinked tears back rapidly.
"I should have warned you the night those boys attacked you," he said in an agonized voice. I shook my head and told him it was ok.
"I would have freaked out if I didn't see all of this for myself. If I didn't see that man with the red eyes or you as a wolf I never would have believed you," I told him as traced the scar. I looked up with knitted eyebrows wondering why I didn't turn into a vampire, it was like he read my mind because he answered me moments later.
"You didn't turn because I sucked all the venom out of you. is a vampire and told me when he thought all of the venom was out of you. You were out for a month so all of us wondered if it was killing you because it took awhile to get it all out," he couldn't look me in the eye just at the scar that would forever be there.
"Thank you," I told him as I moved forward a little and kissed his nose. He stopped breathing and moved towards me a little. I kissed by his lips before finally pressing my cool lips agaisnt his hot ones. We moved together like we were made to and soon the EKG machine was going out control. I pulled back and let my heart settle down. I chuckled before holding his hand as I drifted off into a sedated sleep.