The Sun Will Rise (Moonlight 1)

Chapter 18-Taking Off

They'd seen everything.

Well, at least I was sure they had. It wasn't like they'd yelled out my name or anything. Perhaps they hadn't even seen me. Michael had seemed sure that they hadn't. They hadn't followed us, and we both agreed that if they'd seen me they probably would've.

No. Despite all that, I was sure that our eyes had met at one point. It would've been long enough for them to see my face. Yet, I still couldn't figure out if they'd found us; why they would leave Ashton and Calum once Michael and I had run off? Was there another pack of wolves they were searching for or did it have something to do with the two of us? Or maybe even Michael had done something? Had they spotted him when he'd gone to see Zoe?

I'd stuck with Michael until we returned to my street. I'd assured him that I'd be fine the rest of the way on my own. Michael had frowned, but replied that he wouldn't be far away if I needed him. A part of me had wanted to ask him to stay, but I knew there was a chance they might have seen him too. It wouldn't be safe for him at my place if they had. Heck, it probably wasn't safe for me to go back there.

I'd noticed he'd watched me until I was up the stairs and into the house. I was beginning to feel less sure that he thought my parents had seen nothing.

Right now, I sighed as I looked around my now half-empty bedroom. I had quickly packed everything that I felt to be important, into a black canvas bag that was sitting on my bed. I wanted to be able to get out of here at a moment's notice. I didn't know what was going to happen now if they had found out about me. Would they kick me out the house or would they accept me?

I took another look around my room for anything else that was sentimentally important. My eyes lingered on the small plush penguin that Michael had won out the crane machine for me. It was special, if I ended up leaving it I couldn't live with myself. It was a reminder of that day we'd had in the game centre. Along with the small strip of photos from the machine. Gosh, they were ridiculous so I'd made sure to pack it as well. I also remembered about the comic that Michael wanted to read and packed it in, along with the other three that I had in the series. I'd have to give them to him later anyway. I might sneak over and see him once this was done anyway.

My thoughts soon returned to replaying the nights' events. I couldn't believe it, I was sure they'd seen me with them. Why had my hoodie decided to slip from my head as it did? They might not have even seen my face if it hadn't. Surely, they'd have put two and two together about me if they'd seen my face. There were four wolves and four people hanging around in the same spot. They could have even seen me shift for all I knew. They started attacking us not long after we'd shifted back. Was it possible they'd been there the whole time?

As I walked into the lounge room. My eyes lingered over a pile of books sitting on the coffee table in the centre of the room, my eyes ran along the spines they were all last year's yearbooks from the schools around the area.

Beside them, a book was laid out, open to a page of school yearbook pictures. My stomach clenched as I realised that this was my school's one from last year. It wasn't hard to see who they'd had this open for. The pictures of Michael and Calum had been circled.

No.

I stared at the page for a while.

This was my fault. They knew.

Of course, they did. Mum had seen Calum that night at the hospital; and the other week when everyone had been over looking over the files. She'd have to have recognized them, and perhaps even planned to confront them. If she recognized them she'd have to know we were friends, even if they thought I didn't know about the werewolf thing.