"Elexis! Hey Lexi, calm down! It's ok, seriously!" I tried to calm her down, I tried to hold her in my arms.
"Get away from me!" she cried, Elexis pretty much tried scratching me to death. If she gets too violent she will lose control and the worst thing is, she doesn't know that or how to control it... yet. I decided to just stop, stop trying to calm her, stop talking, I just stood there, still, in the small space of this tree trunk, I couldn't blame her for reacting in this way, I wasn't as bad as her but I, myself was once in her shoes, I knew how she felt right now. She looked at me in frustration.
"Dylan?!" She cried, "Dylan! Stop this stupid tree I want to go home! Take me home! Please, I don't want to be here." I hated myself for putting her through this, especially when she's stuck inside this confined area with me, not knowing where are going. I needed her to trust me, she needed me and I needed her.
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Elexis's point of view:
I wiped my eyes, I couldn't control the flow of my tears, my face felt swollen, I felt weak and I couldn't stop my bottom lip from quivering. Trust? Not again, not ever, not in a million years. The scenery transformed into a low lighted room and a metal door was all that was inside. I stormed out and examined the walls, nothing but metal.
"Is this some kind of joke Dylan?! Huh?! Because it isn't funny!" A Glimmer of light caught my eye, near the door was a gear box looking thing. I ran over and swung the little latch door open only to find numbers, obviously there's a code to get to where ever this door leads too.
"What do you want with me?!" I screamed at Dylan. I felt terrible but didn't show any emotion, I couldn't believe what he just said to me. I can't be anything but human, that's impossible, that's just crazy. Wait, crazy? Suddenly I remembered what Dylan had said earlier.
I choked on my words, "You aren't joking are you? You're serious about this."
Suddenly my body felt too heavy for my legs to carry, my legs collapsed under me and knelt on the ground crying. The uncontrollable flow of tears dampened my clothes. I felt sick in the stomach, I knew what he was talking about now, everything hit me at once, thoughts and flashbacks. Flashbacks of me as a child.
Everything made sense, he was right, I wasn't human, I looked up, "I'm a wolf."
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The Hunted
Teen FictionElexis Riddle has lived a normal 15 years, what makes this year so different? In effort to forget about her selfish father, her and the overly protective mother move to America. She meets her first true love, they were attracted to each other like a...
