Chapter Eleven~
I don't know what happened. I really don't. I just snapped. The nurse gives me an icepack and I put it on my knuckles.
Niccone is laying back with several icepacks over his body. Nurse Lee clears his throat. "Alpha Zale will be here shortly," Nurse Lee says as he rushes out. I quickly look back to Niccone.
"I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened," I blurt. Niccone chuckles before removing the icepacks from his chest and lower regions.
"I'm proud of you Little Red. There is no reason to be sorry." Niccone says as he slings his feet over the side of the bed.
"I am sorry. I physically hurt you and it is pretty bad!" I shout only to hace Niccone to chuckle again.
"I'm an Alpha. I'll heal, watch." He says and picks up the pair of scissors and stabs them in his arm. I yelp in surprise. He pulls them out and slowly the cut closes until it looks like a paper cut.
"Why did it heal so fast?" I ask scooting my chair closer to him.
"I hunted last night while you were sleeping." He says with a small smile.
"So, um, how did I attack you?" I ask a little above a whisper.
"Well, you jumped at me so I was holding you back back the shoulder until you kicked me. Then as I fell to the ground in pain you just kept hitting me and screaming at me." He says with a laugh.
"That is pretty impressive if I must say, Miss Schneider." Alpha Zale says making me jump. When did he get here!
"What? Beating the life out of your son?" I ask. Alpha Zale let's out a deep belly laugh.
"Yes, yes it is." Alpha Zale says. I look back at Niccone and he just shrugs.
"What? It is impressive." Niccone admits. What's wrong with these people? I set as far back in my chair as possible hoping that maybe, just maybe someone still has sanity
"Now, show me these arms I've been hearing about." Alpha Zale says as he squats in front of me. I turn my arms around showing him the ink like vains. Alpha Zale traces them with a sigh.
"She says she was enjected with something." Niccone says. Alpha Zale makes uh-huh noises as he presses in certain spots on my arms.
"What's wrong with me?" I ask but none of them answer. My heart speeds up and so does my breathing.
"Calm down Little Red." Niccone says. I look away from him with a sigh. Why won't anyone tell me what's wrong? I have a right to know what's wrong with me!
"Niccone you-"
"I need to go." Niccone says quickly as he gets up. His father follows him out the door. Oh great. I hope he doesn't expect me to wait for him.
I get up and go to my locker. I grab my jacket and start on my lonely journey back home. Everyone already went home by now so I have to walk alone. I wonder why no one will tell me what's wrong with me.
I didn't mean to beat Niccone up. Heck, I don't remember beating Niccone up. Why did he take me in the woods of all places? Why couldn't he be a normal person and talk to me in class? Ha! Niccone isn't normal.
Cars zoom past me and no one bothers to even slow down. I pull my hood up over my head and keep my gaze on the ground. I let out a small sigh. I wonder what Granddad did and why he done it. What does that mean? Don't let them tame you?
I look up only to stop at the sight in front of me. A man in cupping his hands into a woman and drinking her blood. Her head rolls back and her hand reaches for me then falls on the ground. The man looks up at me. His eyes are glowing red. He licks his fingers and lips wiping the blood off.
"Freash blood, little girl." He says. His voice sounds rough and scratchy. He stands up and slowly walks to me. I start backing away. "Come here little wolf." He says motioning me to come closer to him. "You'll be a great meal."
I take off running but he yanks me back. I scream as I turn around and take my nails across his face. He pulls me to him as I pull back. We both go rolling backwards down a hill. He rolls off of me with a battle cry. "Submit you little wolf." He cooes as he walks closer to me. I scurry back looking for a weapon.
He crouches in front of me with a sick smile. His teeth seem to have a reflection but I know it is not true. "You are going to be a great treat, I might keep you alive to try more later." He mutters while grabbing my face. I wrap my hand around a grimm feeling object and stab him in the throat. He falls back as I pull it out and stab him I'm the chest.
I scramble back from him. I look around to find that I am in a nest like thing of bones and bodies. I jump up and run to the top of the hill as fast as I can. I take off running and then stop for air. A 1968 Mustang Fastback stops beside me. "You need a ride?" A boy asks. I look around with the feeling of someone is watching me. I open the door and get in.
The boy has blonde hair and dark eyes. I tell him how to get to my house. "I'm Gabrial by the way." He says and I just nod my head.
He stops infront of my house and I get out without a word. I shut the car door and walk to my house. I hear people laughing and talking. I open the door and everyone looks at me. "Little Red?" Niccone asks taking a cautious step towards me. I feel tears run down my face and my body shake. Hank says my name but I only hear a soft buzzing in my ears.
"I killed him." I gasp out. Baron quickly looks up and Niccone walks closer to me. "Who? Where?" Niccone asks quickly. I shake my head not knowing what to say. Niccone walks out of the house with rage clearly written over his face. I fall to the floor. What have I done?
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Little Red
WerewolfWerewolves do very much exist. They live among us and we fear them. For Chris, her brother just got her in more than she can handle. After all who could tutor a violent, moody Alpha to be? **All rights reserved** ~Very unedited~