HOWL: UNCHAINED (rewritten)

5 - Crash

A/N So sorry. A lot has been going on recently. Y'all don't wanna hear about my struggles, enjoy the chapter lmao 

--Emilia's Pov--

Over a week went by and not a single word was shared between us.

Billie stayed in the house most days, though I've seen her leave two nights in a row. I guess things just weren't meant to work out. She was still pissed, I didn't blame her. The only people I can really talk about it with are Blake and Tara.

I still couldn't get over her eyes. I even borrowed a few of my father's books - what was left in the basement anyway - to see if I could find something that would explain it. He still wasn't returning my calls or texts. The way he left was strange. I asked Xander to try and find him but he had no luck, which was odd for him he told me. It's like my dad didn't want to be found.

I even asked Tara if she could ask around. Surely the older vampires would know something about a werewolf's eyes speckled red.

I hear the familiar roar of Billie's car, looking out my window to see her driving off to fuck knows where. This was the first time she'd driven since she's been back. Maybe she was going out with her friends or going on a drive to clear her head. I know I shouldn't care but how can I not? How could I not worry about her now that the Nightwatch have been extra careful?

I didn't want to see her shot or worse. With how she acted when I saw her I doubt she'd leave them alive. Which would give the Headmaster more motive and opportunity to wipe them out.

My phone vibrates in my hand, a message from Quinn asking if I was okay with going out tonight. I don't know if she meant out with her and a few of our friends or just with her. Like on a date. I don't even know if I'm ready to get back out there. It hasn't been that long since . . . oh well. What could it hurt? I needed to get out anyway.

--Billie's Pov--

It was close to dark when I came to a stop at a red light - music blasted loud so those fucking voices would go away - my eyes shifted everywhere as I tried to figure out where I was going. I wasn't lost, I was just lost. Nothing I could talk to mom or Finneas or Claudia about. My energy was so low, it felt like something was slowly draining it. Practically sucking my soul from my damn body.

I recognized where I was. Just outside a restaurant where Blaire and a couple vampires work. They had the whole blending in thing down, especially the vamps. At least they weren't close to being straight off their fucking rocker.

I tried calling my friends and nothing. Straight to voicemail and texts left on delivered. I guess I deserved that, leaving without a word and all but telling them to fuck off when they came to get me home. But surely this wasn't like them. Or maybe they did exactly as they were told. I would too.

A sudden chill crawls up my spine and through my arms. It didn't feel like a cold chill, but like bugs crawling under my skin. Shortly my radio began to glitch out.

I roll my eyes. Great, first voices and now my car's haunted.

I grabbed my phone to see if it was glitching out, making sure to watch the light in case it turned green.

'Billie,' a woman's voice whispered.

It was the one I heard last week. The one that told me to kill Emilia. I wondered if Tara knew any psychic or tarot reading vampires. Surely there had to be some.

'Billie.' It was harsher this time, a very harsh whisper that made my ears perk.

I felt my head move out of my control, turning to look out the passenger side window to see a floating shadow made of smoke in the clear restaurant mirror. I didn't know it was there. It looked like it was just staring at me. That voice spoke to me in a whisper, directly into my right ear as I kept staring.