Holding Onto Heaven

Chapter8: Say Something

"Let me recapitulate: you and the young man were in the parking lot of the night club. He went to his car to look for a lighter and he never came back. After a few minutes you started to worry and decided to look for him. Then you found him dead, his throat ..."he stopped and winced. My hands were shaking at the mention of this horrible scene. Meanwhile, he continued reading the report behind his computer.

"After that you called the emergency but then your cellphone run down."

I covered my face and cried silently. He sighed.

"Hey, you're doing fine . You couldn't do anything about it and thanks to your call, we could track the signal and find him."said the Sheriff while handing me a tissue.

"So, let's continue."he coughed.

"You tried to scream for help but nobody heard you. Then you saw someone coming but it wasn't a person, I mean a human. Is that right?" His brows furrowed as if he wasn't believing this part of my story. I wouldn't believe it neither if I haven't seen it. It seemed so unreal.

"Yes."I muttered.

"The animal. The "lizard" as you described it, he tried to attack you so you run to the woods and that's where M.Hale found you." I hold on tight to the jacket that I had on my shoulders at the mention of his name.It smelled like him. It was comforting me in some way.

"Exactly sir." He raised his hand to his forehead and stayed silent for a minute, probably suffering of a headache because of the happenings . The poor man has the whole city to look after. He has dark rings under his eyes so he must be really tired. I can't imagine what I look like too!
He then started to write something and he seemed really focus on his task. I observed the room: there were a lot of paperworks on his desk and the wall behind him was covered with pictures and notes. I stared at the clock on the wall, it's 5 o'clock in the morning. I feel like I've been awake for days...

"Alright."he finally said after a long moment.

" Well," he hesitated. " I think you should go home and get some rest Mrs.Morris. We will call you if we need some details or informations."

"Are we finished? But what about the animal? It's still out there in town ! What if it kills another..."I started to panic.

"Don't worry, we have the whole Beacon Hills police department on this case. My team and I will do our best to catch the... whatever it is. You go and get some rest."

I stood up. He looked at me from head to toe. I could notice the worried look on his face. I was still wearing my dress but it was a bit torn and covered with mud.

"Do you need someone to drop you at your house? I can ask one of our officers to do that."

"I already have someone waiting for me. Thank you Sheriff Stilinski."

"And if you need anything..."He let hang the end of his sentence and smiled. This is not how I was imagining meeting one of my students parents! I smiled back and left the room. Peter was waiting for me at the reception. That's what he has been doing for hours, waiting , since he accompanied me at the hospital as well.

"Are you alright?"he asked as soon as I joined him. No, I'm not. I saw that poor guy dead, a giant lizard tried to attack me then you came out of nowhere and saved my ass but it turns out that you're a werewolf! So don't ask me if I'm alright! I wanted to shout at him but I hadn't got the strength to do that so I simply nodded. We left the police station and went to his car.

The drive was the very worst: he kept staring at me, obviously trying to talk about what happened in the woods. But I couldn't talk to him or look at his face without thinking of him as a werewolf. I was disturbed. I can't find words to describe how I feel, there are just so many emotions. I can't handle it.

"Are you scared?"he finally said.

I laughed hysterically, which surprised him and me as well.

"What do you think Peter? What do you think?"I looked at him.

"I can't trust you anymore. I don't know your life, I don't know shit about you. You keep lying to me since day one! What do you really want from me? Who are you? I don't even know what you are since you're not human! You could be a vampire, a demon or a..."I started agitating my hands.

"I'm a werewolf Sophia. And what you saw in the woods is real. That's the real world. But we are not how you think we are, we don't hurt people who do not hurt us. See, I was born this way and being a werewolf is a gift."

He's unbelievable!

"Can we just not talk about it right now please? I am beyond tired. I want to sleep for a year if it was possible!"

"I get it, you are shocked but you have to know that my family, the Hale, was really powerful and lived in Beacon Hills for centuries so if anyone founds out..."

"I won't tell anyone if it's what you're worried about!"I shouted. He doesn't even care about the way I feel , he just wants to protect his secret! He's so pathetic! There's a silence. We finally arrived in front of my apartment and he got out of his car. He helped me because I was so weak and walked me to my front door.

We stayed speechless, staring at each other and not knowing what to say or do.

"I guess I have to thank you for saving my life."I said. I took off the jacket that he gave me earlier and handed it to him.

I entered in my apartment. I looked at Peter one last time and closed the door.

I took a hot and long shower. It relaxed me although it was removing my bandages on my legs and burning my scratches. My whole body was aching.There was mud on my hair, I struggled a lot to clean and to brush the knots out of them .I stayed a little while then get out of the tub. I stared at my reflexion in the mirror: I'm such a mess! I have bloodshot eyes, the bags under my eyes are enormous. I look like a crack head. I noticed a bruise on my left rib. It brought back some bad memories...I sighed and I dried my hair, then dressed up in a comfy jogging.
I went in the kitchen and took the medicines the doctor gave me. Paracetamol, sleeping pills...
I jumped in my bed and tried to get some sleep but I was still thinking about everything that happened. Peter is a creature, a werewolf... Werewolf do exist. I can't believe it and I just don't want to believe it! That's crazy!
He said in the car that his werewolf family lived in Beacon Hills for centuries. It means Cora and Derek are werewolfs too. Does it means that there are other werewolfs here? In Beacon Hills? Or in other cities?
I didn't had time to reply to my own questions that I fell asleep.

I woke up with a terrible headache. I stared at the clock on the small table, it's 6pm. I wanted to fall back on my bed and I struggled to stand up. I was also starving so I took a prepared meal in the fridge and ate it. But even after eating I couldn't fill the hole in my stomach. It wasn't hunger. I think it was anxiety or fear. The fact that werewolfs exist makes me feel insecure. I don't feel safe anymore. No one is safe! I want to forget everything about it. Everything about that horrible night.
I put my sunglasses on, my trainers and left my apartment. I walked to a little shop to buy a mobile at 35$ then came back quickly . I locked my door and checked multiple times if it was really locked. I draw the curtains as well and sat on the floor. In the dark.