Mussle Full of Blood

My very first story so please deal with my mistakes and whats worse im writing it on an ipod haha, comment please!! I need to know if you enjoy the story... Soo ya lets begin.........................

This story is dedicated to my brother Mark, who died in a horrific car accident, may your soul rest in peace... I love you man... :(

Chp 1

I laid there from confusion of what just happened, I slowly moved to my knees. My best friend Taylor laid halfway across the hood of my 69 Chevy Chevelle. I looked back to the road, and it was unconsious, some weird wolf-like dog creature.

I crawled up to the horrifying creature, half wondering if it would live. I listened to its heavy breathing, I watched the rise and fall of its chest. It slowly opened its eyes, those eyes ive seen before. As i hot closer to the beast, Taylor called to me.

"Dude, what the fuck just happened?" he cried as he started pulling shards of glass from his arms.

"How the fuck should i know, this creature just jumped out in front of the car!" I yelled in reply.

He walked up and kneeled beside me.

"What the hell is that?!" he said in astonishment.

"I dont know dude." as I finished that statement, the beast jumped up and bit down right on my throat, tearing flesh and muscle.

I staggered back, blood pouring from my neck, I shuddered and fell to my knees. I started to fade in and out of reality. Right before i passed out, I watched as it turned on Taylor, he put up his arms to defend himself, It bit down crushing his arms in its mussle.

I woke up some four days later, my neck swollen as fuck, I was afraid for what it looked like underneath all of the bandages. I called Taylor's cell, no answer..., I tried again and I heard his voice in the other end.

"Taylor!" I yelled over the phone

"Dude, stop fucking yelling man!" he replied with annoyance.

"How the fuck did i get home man?" I said

He sighed, cleared his throat, and replied.

"Well, after that thing crunched down on my arms, it released and just took off man, like it didn't want to kill us, it took some time for me to realize that ur where having a little nap, so i went through the wreckage of your car to find my cell, but the funniest thing happened man." he sounded freaked out.

"What happened man?" I really wanted to know.

"You wouldn't belive me man." at this pont he really sounded freaked.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!?!" I burst out without realising where the anger came from.

"Well...you kinda got up, howled, and ran off into the forest, after that i blacked out and woke up in my room with my cell ringing, and here we are." he replied in a voice, that i knew i had hurt him.

"Meet me at IN-N-OUT at noon, got it?" I commanded.

"Aigt man see you later" was his final words as I slammed the phone on my dresser.

What the fuck happened and what the fuck did that THING do to me?