Just Go With It || Brett Talbot

9. The Blood Moon pt.1

"The blood moon.." I said, waiting for Brett to tell me all about it as we sat on his bed.

"It's rare." Brett stated and I rolled my eyes.

"Brett! Tell me what the blood moon is..." I whined, getting a bit annoyed. Brett sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"I really have to be somewhere Hattie, I'll text you later. Just get home." Brett answered. I huffed.

"For gods sake, why won't you tell me? I think I deserve to know as you could've killed me tonight!" I raised my voice, causing Brett to shut me up with his hand over my mouth.

"Just stop!" He whisper shouted. "My mom can't know."

He removed his hand from my mouth and I sighed.

"Fine, bye Brett." I said as I got up from his bed and headed for his bedroom door.

"Wait!" He called, making me stop and turn around to face him with an eyebrow raised. "Y-you could help me."

"Help you with what?" I questioned. Brett wasn't making any sense.

"Hattie," he breathed as he stepped forward and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Will you help me?"

With his blue eyes boring into mine, his eyes said he was desperate. And without even knowing what he wanted me to help with, his soft hands that lightly squeezed my shoulders made it hard to refuse. I nodded slowly, unable to look away. For some reason I hoped he'd kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me. But my shoulders became cold at the loss of contact, he had moved away. I let out a small breath of disappointment. I don't know why I thought he would kiss me.

"The blood moon, it's when the moon is at its strongest. Like a full moon, but worse. We unwillingly change, but we can't control ourselves what so ever. Nothing can stop us apart from chains on the blood moon. And that's what I need you to do. Chain me up. But not just me, my whole pack. The blood moon makes us savage. We all need to be chained up. We can't hurt anybody if we're chained up." Brett explained. I bit my lip as I nodded.

"Okay." I stated. "I'll chain you all up."

"Right, I need to speak to Satomi to run her through the plan." Brett said as he walked past me. "Stay here." I took a seat on Brett's bed and watched as he headed to his window. Why was he going to his window? Brett put one leg out. I quickly stood up.

"Brett! What are you-" I cut myself off as Brett jumped out. I stuck my head out of the window and peered down at him. He looked up, he was standing with a smirk on his face.

"you worry too much." He whisper shouted, I rolled my eyes and stuck my middle finger up at him. He chucked before he ran off. I decided to have a snoop around Brett's room. I felt bad, but I was bored. I found his underwear drawer and immediately closed it again, we don't want to go looking in there now do we. I opened the drawer above it and found a photo album. It was pink, which intrigued me. I lifted it carefully out of the drawer and placed it in my lap. I opened it and was met by pictures of Brett and his ex. There were way too many selfies of them. But what I noticed is that Brett looked happy. Happier than I'd seen him. But so did Katherine. Now, she constantly has a resting bitch face. She must have really hurt Brett. What did she- I was cut from my thoughts as I heard a noise behind me. I quickly turned around, clutching at the photo album. I was faced with Brett smiling at me, until his eyes wandered down to see what I was holding. His smile faded. His jaw clenched. He looked back up at my face. I couldn't help but feel scared.

"Brett-" he put his hand up to stop me talking.

"Put it back and get out." He ordered. I suddenly felt upset, so I put the photo album back in the drawer and stood up.