THE BOY WHO WATCHES THE MOON [werewolf]

Chapter 10

 I deeply apologize about the cliff hanger I've left you with for a little bit... hopefully it drew you back to my book! hahhahahah, I hope it was worth the wait ((:::

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justin's p.o.v.

It only took a minute for me to put it together what had happened, but I was gone out the door long before. What the actual hell, what made her think that it was a good idea to dive out a two-story window? I clutched the note in my hand, crumpling it in my fist and shoving it into my pocket as I practically dove down the stairs, both Dillon and Kye already having retreated to their rooms. Within a couple seconds, I was out the garage door, panicking as I looked left and right.

Which way did she go?

Mentally, I decided on which way she went by debating which of the ways she would be able to escape my vision the fastest. I pressed my lips together as I agreed she had to have gone straight into the woods... it was the only place she knew of at this point that she could find shelter. After a moment of careful deliberation, I just decided to hell with it and went the way that my gut was telling me, rather than all of the anxious feelings that were telling me I was wrong.

Oh my God... it was all pounding on my shoulders, almost like it was a hammer, and I was a nail being nailed into a plank... what is even happening? How did I let this happen, how did I put myself in the position? My mind raced with thoughts faster than my legs were taking me, and it was just killing me on the inside, and I could feel it as it began taking it's toll on my body.

Up until that point, of my fatigue slowly starting to take over me, I didn't realize what type of moon was out.. Damn. As much as I couldn't believe it, this was the first Full moon that was actually taking an effect on me, and I didn't know how to react. Was this it... was this going to be the day it happened?

I was excited, anxious, and scared all at the same time. Of all times, God, why would you do this while I was looking for a girl? She would be so scared, so afraid... she'd cower at the sight. And that was the last thing that I wanted for her, already being scared to death of this lovely planet as it was.

I struggled to stand, the pressure of the change forcing me to my knees, hunching me over in a crouch with my eyes shut as tight as they would go. The pain was intolerable, and I wasn't sure at all how to react... I mentally cursed at Kye, for being such a bitch and never telling me what was going to happen to me. He never wanted to share what it was like.

I felt my body begin to take it's shape, shifting to extreme limits... I felt my canine teeth shape and press against my lower lip; as my arms grew bigger, and harrier. I clenched my hands at my sides, and bared the brutal pain until finally it was all over, and I fell limp to the ground. It took a minute to regain all of the energy I'd lost, and then, I felt like a completely new and transformed person. It was so much more astounding than I could ever imagine.

Suddenly, my thoughts began to retrace themselves back to where they'd been before my clock apparently struck midnight... Chase. She couldn't have gone too far, could she have? She's plummeted so far, there was no way that she could've lived without at least having a couple broken bones. Sadly, if there was one thing I knew about Chase, it's that when she set her mind to something, she really wasn't afraid.

I realized that my sense of smell had become one hundred times more acute, which was going to be very helpful.... if I could figure out how to use the damn thing. I'd had a nose my whole life, and all of a sudden now that it's so much better, I didn't know which of the gazillion smells out there to follow. My eyes led me in the path of blue stench... which I could only pray was guiding me the right way.

After a moment of chasing down the smell, it ended up circling me back around to where I started... oh God.

This is a lot more complicated than I thought it would be.

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unknown p.o.v.

At first, I thought that I was too late.

But, after a rather impulsive move forward, I realized that I was exactly on time.

"So," I said into the broad, an obvious shiver shooting down her spine. Her blue t-shirt had gotten smothered in blood, and at this point she was hunched over on a large rock, struggling to breathe. "Chase... that's a pretty name, you know."

As her face turned, and her eyes met mine, I noticed her attempt to scowl, blatantly not having the energy to finish. She slid down the rock, softly thumping onto the ground and resting her delicate head against the surface. "What do you want from me..."

"Nothing, nothing at all, love." I took a step closer, hesitant at the sight of her beginning to tremble. "I knew you weren't okay, and I'm here to help you," There had to be a piece of my conscience that would damn guilt onto me for saying this later, and I immediately regretted it... but, it was too late to stop now.

"If you want me too be okay... Just let me die..." The words she spoke were getting harder and harder for me to hear, as her voice kept growing weaker. 

I folded my arms together, not only managing to look at her eyes, but into them. She was just as weak on the inside as she was out. How pathetic. "Where are you hurting? I don't think that there's enough blood for you to be dying already... There's got to be something else, hasn't there?"

I gazed at her, and it became obvious to her that this was more of a statement than a question. "I don't know.." she mumbled, and I saw a small tear drip from her eye. She barely knew what was happening, the poor thing. I almost wanted to put her out of her misery right there... but there was no way that I could do it without it haunting me for the rest of my existance...

"You'll be fine in time, darling. You'll be fine." I gave her my most sincere smile, and lifted her fragile body off of the ground, cradling it in my arms. It was limp, and slightly damp from the blood that'd been soaked up. I began walking in the direction of where I was headed, careful not to drop her as I carried her through the woods that began growing thicker and thicker.

"Please. just take me out of this living hell... Please..." I heard these words form at her lips, and kissed her forehead as we continued onward.

"No worries, Chase. I can heal you, we'll both be okay. I promise." I knew how much pain she was in.. her left leg was obviously broken, and though I hadn't taken a solid look at her right arm, she hadn't managed the strength to move it yet. 

In the midst of a silence that began to grow, I felt the urge to tell her something I felt like need to be said, I don't know... I couldn't even control it as it was already being muttered from my mouth.

"You know, some time's the quietest ones are the ones with most trouble... I think you and me might actually have a little in common." I looked down as I said this to her, and she looked up at me. Suddenly, she didn't seem so helpless anymore.

"We stopped checking under our beds for monsters..." She started, gazing up into my eyes, and shutting them tightly as if she was trying to remember something. As soon as she opened them, she was whispering quiet words again. "We stopped checking, when we realized that the monsters were actually inside us."

I took the words to consideration, and found myself unable to reply... how could anyone reply to that? It explained the generation we're living in the perfect way: We stopped checking under the bed for monsters, when we realized that they were inside of us. Pulling this whole thing off, especially with some one with a mind so alike to mine, was going to be more difficult than I thought.

But, the weaker we can make Justin... the better off everyone else is. So in the end, this can't be too harmful to anyone but him.. can it?

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