Furs & Fangs: A Complicated Love Story

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

I tried to scream out, but something cold and soft covered my mouth. I tried to adjust my eyes to see the person who walked in on me, only to find the outline of Patrick covering my mouth. My body froze up as I waited for the blow, the kill, something! But all I found was him holding a finger to his mouth in order to keep me quite, and motioned me for him to follow out of the closet.

Should I trust him? My head said no, but what choice did I have? I wanted to bust out, but that's pretty hard when you have no idea where you are. He didn't seem threatening at the moment, so I followed.

The closet lead out into a dimly lit hallway, every other light on the ceiling not on. The walls were a dark brown and the floor was old and wood, making little creaking noises as I tried to quietly follow Patrick.

Once we were out of a hallway we ended up in a small opening to the rest of the house that looked like a cheap living room. There was a giant grandfather clock and an old couch that smelled like old lady, along with a black and white T.V. and a shaded window. Patrick waited a second listened for any signs of life, and let out a breath once he knew we were alone.

"Ok, where am I?" I hissed at him. He fumbled with his fingers a bit nervously and let out a deep sigh.

"We're in Melinda's house. I can assume you already know who she is?"

"Sort of...I know she's a witch. And I know she gives, um, Mrs. Amber this stuff for me. But I want the details. Spill it!"

"Shhh!" he hushed and looked up at the clock nervously. "We don't have much time, and I can't explain everything to you. We got to get out of here soon, ok?"

I nodded at him in understanding. "By the way...why did you come to get me? I thought you were on their side?"

He looked down at the ground and ran his fingers through his hair and mumbled a bit. "Let's just say I sort of...kinda...um, went against them too. I done with you know who's plans. I with you."

This made me smile a bit. Before I would have thought I lost my brother, though technically he really isn't anymore. But now I know he was always on my side. I went up to him and gave him a quick hug that he didn't expect coming. Once I let go he smiled too.

"Ok now come on!" He said as he grabbed my hand. "They'll be back any second!"

He lead me to the front of the strange house where there was more cheap and old stuff that looked like it was decaying. We were about to go out the front door when we saw HER along with someone else coming in, too. We both stopped in our tracks and I was dragged up a set of stairs by Patrick. Once we got to the top we both froze and watched from the corner of the railing from where we were hiding as too figures walked in.

Mrs. Amber was on a rampage and spitting off words to someone else. That someone else was a very old lady with a birdlike nose, and wrinkles galore. She had dark, beady eyes and long silver hair she wore in a braid. She wore feathered earrings and beaded necklaces, and had a a harsh, raspy voice.

"What am I supposed to do?" Mrs. Amber screeched. "I need MORE!"

"You know I can't just give you more!" the old lady spat back. "It's not my fault if its not working. Maybe you gave her too much as it is, and she became immune. Or maybe just seeing the boy triggered something, but who cares? Its just not going to work now. She won't drink it now that she knows."

"But you know what will happen if she doesn't! You know I won't be able to get the job done. It will be too late! What do you suggest I do?"

"Why can't you just kill her? Hmm? Your running out of options. You can't hold it off any longer, or she'll become the guardian wolf again. She'll remember EVERYTHING you've done and gain all her powers back."