When Nightmares Become Reality

Chapter 16

I grew more frustrated as the attractive stranger kept laughing instead of answering the billion questions I have been throwing at him.

"Are you going to answer my questions," I asked impatiently. He finally controlled his laughter.

"You ask a lot of questions. I thought he was just exaggerating when he said you were the most curious person ever," the stranger snickered.

"Fine I will stop asking. Instead, I demand you give me answers right now," I growled.

"4, to get to the other side, 1492, 1.772453851"

"I don't want the year Columbus discovered America or the square root of pie. Answer my damn questions," I yelled the last part.

"Wow, I can't believe you knew that. Alex said you were unbelievably smart but I didn't think anybody could no that off-"

I cut him off, "Alex. So that's the big mouth I have to kill."

"Did I say Alex? I meant um, well," he scrambled.

"Save it pretty boy. I already heard you," I said putting my hand over his mouth. He licked my hand and I pulled it away. Wiping my hand on his shirt I felt his abs under his shirt. Is it just me or do all supernatural have abs and look like super models?

"I was sexy even before started turning into a giant furry wolf," he smirked like he won a prize.

"What," I asked surprised.

"I was answering your question," he laughed like I was stupid. It clicked. I said that out loud. I slapped my forehead and mumbled to myself, "I have to stop doing that."

"So will you tell me your name," I asked the smirking John Doe.

"Shawn," he said offering his hand for me to shake. I reluctantly shook it.

"So how do you know Alex and why was he talking about me to you? Also if you are a werewolf, why are you and Alex friends? Aren't they suppose to hate each other?"

"Werewolves and vampires use to hate each other. After the Moon and Sun curse was broken they became friends, I guess. Well some still hate each other, but only about half. I know Alex because he is my best friend, hence the reason he was talking about you to me, and he has been my best friend for hundreds of years, I think. After a while I lost track of years," he answered.

"I thought werewolves aged."

"Nope, as long as we continue to change into werewolves."

"Oh. Anyways what has Alex been saying about me?"

"Everything. For almost three months straight he wouldn't stop talking about you, even in his sleep he mumbled about you," Shawn smirked looking over my shoulder. I turned around to see Alex standing there.

"Don't make me regret choosing you over Paul," Alex groaned.

"Oh come. You would've chosen Paul anyways. One, you love me too much and two, Paul babysitting a teenage witch with a bunch pretty little friends wouldn't be a good idea. Even a complete idea would know, you would chose me over Paul for this," Shawn laughed.

"I don't need a babysitter and especially not two," I shrieked defensively.

"After that little classroom stunt I think you do," Alex talked to me like a mother disciplining her 5 year old son. I rolled my eyes before a thought came to my mind.

"Crap if you called your buddy already does that mean you told Jer-" I was cut off by my ringing phone. I looked at the caller I.D and groaned. "Speak of the devil," I mumbled under my breathe shooting Alex death glares.