Chapter 4

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"What. Was. That?" Before he got to answer I bolt down the hall to my right. I hear Ryker run after me. I listen to the scream again. I understand it's coming from the left. Then I find where it's coming from. I find a young girl about my age with wolf ears and bushy tail laying on a bed with a guy leaning over her with his hands on her sides, then the worst of all they touch lips, and she giggles. I feel the heat rise to my cheeks. The palm of my hand touches my forehead "I don't feel sick" Luckily they didn't see me. I retraced my steps and found Ryker as I'm walking back "Why did you run off like that?" I keep my head toward the ground "Let's go" I grab his hand "Did something happen?" I shake my head, he puts his hand to my forehead then moves his hands to each of my cheeks "You do feel a little hot, maybe you are getting sick" I look up at him and shake my head "Then what's wrong?" He asks, curiosity written all over his face. I look around and stand on my tip toes and whisper in his ear "I'll tell you when we get back to my room" he nods and just stands there "So I'm lost" I look both ways. I hear a little groan come from him, and he leads the way. We turn a corner, and I spot Brady talking to some other guy "Brady!" I yell and wave. He looks our way and says something to the man and walks toward us "Hey" he says. Patting me on the head "Wait, did you just talk?" I nod, he smiles and looks at Ryker "Damn, and you got to hear it first?" I roll my eyes, as I see the boys glare at each other. Then I remember the girl and guy in that room, and I feel my cheeks heat up again "Are you sick? Your face is all red" I grab both their hands "Okay Ryker lead the way" I look up at him and smile. We must not have been far because it only took a few minutes to get back to my room. I open the curtain to my room and push the boys in the room and I walk in after them. Brady looks around the room and his eyes stop on the pile of hair I pushed to one of the corners of my room. "You cut your hair?" I spin showing it off "Yeah you like it?" No response and my smile turn into a frown "You hate it?" He blinks a couple of times and puts his hands on my shoulder. "No, not at all, I love it" Ryker pushes Brady aside "Well, thank you for the compliment" he puts a hand behind his back, and one on his stomach and he bows then walks to my stool in front of the mirror and sits "You did this?" He rubs his hand through my hair as he passes by me and sits on my bed "Yes" Ryker says as plainly as possible and glares at Brady. I move to my bed, and I lay down "So Ryker want to know what I saw?" He looks away from Brady to me and nods. "Brady I need your help" I lay down on the bed as the two boys watch. Calm down. "Now" my voice wavers and I clear it "I need you to sit leaning over me" he looks at me wide-eyed, and I move my hand in a circular motion indicating him to hurry up "Now put your hands at my waistline" he hesitates but does what he's told. I look over at Ryker who now glares our way, not at me but, at Brady. "Now move your fingers up and down" He does what I tell him, and I can't help but to burst into laughter "What was that?" I move his hands from my side and try myself, but, nothing happens "How did you do that?" I tilt my head to the side with full eye's "Don't look at me like that" I tilt my head the other way, I can't help it, it just happens "Like what?" He moves away from me to the other side of the bed "Did I make you angry?" He shakes his head "No, of course not, I just won't be able to control myself." I move closer and put my hand on his, and he looks at me through split fingers. "It's okay, we're friends now, you can tell me" he slips his hand out from under mine and stands up. "Wait, Brady, I still need your help" He puts his hand to cover his eyes and pushes Ryker up from the stool "Ryker can take over for me" Brady and Ryker share a look, but Ryker shrugs it off. I think I'm beginning to understand them more. Ryker walks to the bed but he doesn't move like Brady, no Ryker moves with confidence. "I need you to get in the same position" I look him up and down, they're built the same muscles pretty decent, Ryker might be a little taller but if he is you can't tell much. "You're staring," He murmurs "Oh" was all I could get out of my mouth, Oh right mouth "Now next part the boy or was it the girl? I don't remember but I need you to put your lips to mine" I lay there waiting, what's taking so long? Ryker shakes his head and blinks "I can't do that."

"Why?" I whisper "Does it mean something?" He removes himself from on top of me and leans against the wall I look back and forth between them "I won't be able to control myself" He sighs "Just like Brady" They look at each other "Did something happen in your past to make you like this? I mean you seem like friends one minute then the next you give death glares" Brady is the first to speak "You say that you don't remember?" I shake my head. Brady now moves to the bed, and I watch every movement he makes, he is hard to look away from when he walks "Your staring" as he sits on the other side of my bed, so I'm in between them "Oh."

'Oh' is the only answer I can come up with when they say that, it's the only way I know how to respond. "How long have you known us?" He says as he points back and forth between him and Ryker. I think about it 'How many hours ago did I meet them?I ask myself. I don't even know what time it is now, I'm going to guess almost 24hours. This is a weird question, though, maybe he just forgot "About 24hours ago, give or take." He looks to me then to Ryker. I feel so small when I'm around them. "She doesn't remember" He replies to the look Brady is giving him "And you knew this! I thought she would remember." Brady's voice is harsh and evil like he was back in the room when I first met him. It scares me "Can you please not talk like that" He looks down at me, his harsh eyes burn into mine "Why not!" He snaps, I flinch a little and hop off the bed to go to my stool, I sit but I face the mirror so he can't see the tears I'm fighting off. I watch him through the mirror, but he can't see me, because, he sits right across from me and he would only see my back. I see Ryker punch Brady in the arm, Brady brings his arm back "Why?" I finally get out but with a sniffle along with it, I didn't want them to hear that. "Why did you let me fall, Brady?" Another sniffle. Dang, why can't I stop from crying? "It was an act" I nod. Seriously an act! "An act huh?" I stand and turn wiping my tears away "I could've died Brady!" I snap "I was terrified. You're lucky Ryker was there to save me. Because if he wasn't, I could've died" I pause and shudder at the thought "And you wouldn't be talking to an old friend" I use air quotes. I don't know if I believe them they might be making it up, no, they have to be making it up I've never met them until today. "But I didn't!" he snaps right back "Did you know Ryker was going to save me?" I cross my arms trying to look more intimidating, but I can feel the tears run down my face still. He just shakes his head, and anger surges through me, I pick up my stool and throw it at my desk, everything falls.

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