*Louis’ POV*
I practically skip towards the cafeteria, happy to see Juliet again and from the joy that comes with not having a stabbing pain in your stomach. I pass by a couple of jocks and one goes out of his way to come to me.
“Hey punk!” He snarls. He turns to his friends and grabs me by the shirt. “Hey boys, looks like we have a newbie!”
He slams me into the locker behind me and reels back to punch me. I close my eyes and brace for impact.
*Juliet’s POV*
My instincts tingle and I dart to another hall, honestly unsure of where I am going. My eyes find the school bully in on another victim. Usually, I wouldn’t interfere, so I don’t know why my instinct was to come here. I take a step forward and immediately recognize the victim. My inner wolf takes over instantly. My hands move and grab the bully’s shoulder, throwing him into the ground. He looks up in terror as I angrily throw a kick into his ribs. He shrieks in pain and my eyes go into slits as I begin to associate him with my next prey. The only thing that prevents me from shifting is the human presence. I take a deep breath and take a step away. His friends help him up and he realizes that his reputation is at stake. A grin spreads onto his face.
“Is that all you’ve got? Wimp, you couldn’t hurt me if you wanted to!” He snaps. My strong wall snaps like a toothpick as I whip around and knee him in the abdomen. He doubles over in pain and I step onto his back, pushing him down flat onto his stomach. I snap his neck in between my hands and smash his face into the white tile, leaving a crimson red stain. He whimpers in agonizing pain and I push him onto his back. Somehow, I prevent morphing and going in for the kill. I do, however, grasp his neck and lift him up against the wall, growling two words before letting him fall hard back onto the floor.
“Stay away.”
He stumbles around, trying to get away from me and his “friends” run away, leaving their injured acquaintance behind.
“Oh my gosh.” A voice mutters from behind me. I whip around and remember that Louis was there the entire time. I take a step towards him and he backs away in fear. My intimidating stance and expression melt away back into a more human one. I try to take another step, but he still backs away. My head drops and I turn around and walk the other way, with a stabbing pain in my chest for reasons unknown. I decide to skip out on lunch, seeing as I wasn’t hungry for human food anyway and I need to get off some steam. I sprint to the woods behind the school and go deep inside before allowing myself to shift into my wolf with a sleek black coat and the same killer eyes.
My instincts take over and I run among the trees, attacking anything that moves. I tear rabbit after rabbit apart, only to find that I cannot force myself to eat. I shift back to human form and lie in the grass out of pure desperation. Tears run down my face unwillingly, causing me to growl and snarl at their presence.
I'm such a wreck. This is why I'm the outcast. I’ve always been the outcast of humans and werewolves alike. I'm that one person who doesn’t belong. I'm that one wolf with no pack. I'm too tough to give up, so I trek on, completely alone. I am lost in this world.
I let out an exasperated sigh and run back to the school. I approach from the woods in human form and go to my final class.
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KILLER (One Direction/Werewolf)
Fanfiction*One Direction/ Werewolf* Those eyes. Those deep grey, nearly black, killer eyes. They haunt me. They have since that night. That one, fateful night. It left me with one wish, one urge. To kill.
