Help! I am the werewolf

Chapter10

On a scorching hot day, the band decided to take a break and head to the pool to cool off. They hoped that a fun day by the water would provide a much-needed respite from the challenges they'd been facing. However, as they all gathered their swimming gear, John's apprehension became evident.

Paul noticed the hesitation in John's eyes and approached him with a reassuring smile. "Hey, John, you coming to the pool?"

John's response was hesitant, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I don't know, Paul. I mean, with these ears and tail... I'm afraid people will just stare and laugh."

Paul's expression softened, and he placed a hand on John's shoulder. "John, we're going to be there with you. And honestly, if people are that shallow, it's their loss."

George chimed in, his voice supportive. "He's right, mate. You're still John, no matter what you look like. Don't let their ignorance get to you."

Ringo's voice held a note of encouragement. "Yeah, John. We're a team, remember? We'll have your back."

Despite his friends' comforting words, John still felt a wave of self-consciousness. But as he looked at his bandmates, he realized that their support was stronger than his fears. With a deep breath, he nodded slowly. "Alright, I'll go."

As they arrived at the pool, John's heart raced. He hesitated for a moment, feeling the eyes of strangers on him as he stepped out in his swimming trunks. His wolf ears and tail were still visible, but this time, he wasn't alone.

The initial stares and whispers still stung, but as the band laughed, splashed in the water, and enjoyed themselves, John began to feel a sense of belonging.

As the day at the pool continued, John's initial discomfort gradually transformed into a sense of liberation. The warmth of the sun, the laughter of his bandmates, and the playful atmosphere around him allowed him to momentarily forget the pressures and judgments he faced.

The band swam, played games, and enjoyed the simple pleasures of the day. And as the day came to an end, the band members gathered their things and prepared to leave the pool. John felt a mixture of contentment and gratitude for the experience. He approached his bandmates, his smile genuine and heartfelt.

"Thanks, guys," John said, his voice filled with appreciation. "I needed this more than I realized."

Paul clapped a hand on his shoulder, his own smile warm. "Anytime, John. We're in this together, remember?"

Ringo chimed in, his expression sincere. "And we're not going anywhere."

Walking away from the pool, John felt a renewed sense of determination. He knew that the challenges he faced wouldn't disappear overnight, but he also knew that he had a support system that would stand by him through thick and thin.