Behind Golden Eyes [boyxboy] (On Hold Temporarily)

Chapter 5

Well I just realized I'm addicted to the song Angel with a Shotgun and I felt like sharing that fact with you lovely people. Yes I called you people lovely because you are and not just because I want you to like my story, nope I would never do that.....Alright ignore me and enjoy chapter 5. :3

I silently opened my window and stepped through the large frame. Once I was in my room, I slid the glass down and shut it. Exhausted, I took off my jacket, tossing it on the floor and slipped off my sneakers before walking into the hallway. I didn't hear anyone else in the house so I decided to take a well needed shower. I started the bath and made a quick glance in the mirror. I didn't take notice of the strange reflection and I went back to tending to the still cold water. A few minutes later, the realization dawned on me and I ran back to the mirror to double check (and prove I wasn't bat-shit crazy. Unfortunately for me, I am). When I looked back in the mirror, I didn't see a person; instead there stood a black wolf. It startled me at first. I rubbed my eyes to check once again that I wasn't seeing things. It was there, showing the same emotions of fear and confusion that I was. I tilted my head, studying it as it mimicked the movement. I guess that was it. I was a wolf now. It was kind of hard to believe. The truth that I was a werewolf was staring me in the face (literally) and it felt as though I was really seeing myself for the first time. The thought caused a grin to form on my lips. I pulled the spout plug, turning the small stream from the faucet into a mini Niagara, but, lucky me over here was still waiting for the damn water to get hot. Impatient, I began to take off my clothes, wincing slightly at the action. I guess my muscles were used more than I thought. I suppose shifting takes a lot out of a person, however, Ryder said that the more a werewolf shifts, the less strain it has on the body. Let's hope, in my case, that's true. I stepped inside the shower and let the now hot water hit my skin. The heat felt so welcoming against my sore muscles. I closed my eyes, sorting through the endless thoughts that have been reoccurring in my head since yesterday. So many things had happened in a small amount of time. I wasn't the same Jay I was a week ago, I felt different but, not in a bad way. I felt better, stronger. Running through those woods, past the trees, I felt alive and I hadn't felt that way in a long time. I accept who I am now, it would definitely be easier to do, if I knew that I wasn't alone, but I couldn't possibly tell Nat or Molly. Both of them worry about me enough as it is, and adding the fact that I was a werewolf might not work well with them, although, Molly would probably get a kick out of having a werewolf best friend. Thank god I wasn't a vampire or she would freak. Once finished with my relaxing shower, I stepped out of the tub and wrapped a large, white towel around my waist. I grabbed another one to dry my hair with and went back to my room. I changed into clean clothes before falling onto my wonderful bed. My face hit the soft pillow as I felt myself beginning to drift into a well-deserved nap. A while later I felt a warm hand gently stroke my hair. It would have been comforting if it weren't for the fact that my inner wolf was growling up a storm. It wanted the person who was touching me to stop, as if this feeling was irritating or disturbing. I didn't understand why. The person wasn't hurting me and their scent was very familiar. I knew who it was, and I knew they weren't a threat, but my wolf wished for it to be someone else. Secretly, I did too.

"Molly, what are you doing?" I mumbled, slowly opening one eye to look at her. Surprise surfaced in her hazel eyes but the emotion was quickly dismissed.

"How'd you know it was me?"

I couldn't possible tell I recognized her from her scent so I thought of the most reasonable explanation I could think of, "Well only two people are allowed in my room, to touch me, or to wake me up without me punching them in the face. Also I highly doubt Nat would pet me so it was easy to assume that the suspect would be you".

She giggled, "Guilty, besides, you looked so adorable when you sleep I couldn't resist".

I rolled my eyes, scowling. I hated it whenever she called me adorable or cute. I am certainly not cute. I'm more smokin' hot, at least in my opinion along with every girl in the school. "Anyways Jay, what happened last night? You left so quickly, we were worried."