Secrets✞ C.T.H.

History

I put my books in my locker and slammed it back up. After that I walked towards the classroom, but on the way I stopped at the pin-up bord where I saw a poster. It had the face of a guy named Tony Jimson. I recognized it. I killed him yesterday. 'Brutaly murdered by an animal. In memorial.' Was written on it. I grinned in myself and walked into the classroom.

I sat beside Ashton and thought about tonight. Of course I felt bad about it, but I'm already doing this for like 6 or maybe even 7 years, and I'm getting used to it. I turn every night, except for the full moon. It's like I have a chance to break this silly curse that's resting on my shoulders. But I don't even know how so how am I meant to do this? Every full moon me and Ashton go out to a cafe and drink until we pass out. Full moon is in 2 days, and I'm looking forward to it. I leaned back in my seat and waited for the teacher to come in. I heard a heartbeat rising next to me. I looked at Ashton and furrowed my eyebrows. "What's wrong?" I whispered. "I didn't make my homework and he was going to check it today." I rolled my eyes. "God I thought something was really wrong. Control your heartbeat. And so what? I never make it." "No but you are different. Some of us aren't supernatural creatures who can live only killing people." "Sshht, damn you know he can hear us!" I whispered a little loud.

"I'm sorry kay, but Hemmings is still in the bathroom so no worries." "Dude, I turn off my scent and when he heard us talking he knows I'm one of them. Believe me when he finds out I'm dead." "Chill. Believe me he didn't hear us." I sighed and rolled my eyes.

The teacher came in shortly after Hemmings, Checking every notebook that was on the table, mine wasn't. Mine was at home, rotting in the corner of the basement. "Where are your books Camille?" Mr. Harrison said. "Rotting in the corner of the basement." I sighed rolling my eyes. The teacher just got to Ashton, knowing I won't care what he says anyway. "Ashton. Where is your homework?" "He didn't make it, are you blind?" I tried to defend him. "He's having a hard time. Don't blame him." "Well. I guess I will leave it this time." He walked over to his desk and sat down.

"Thanks." Ashton smirked. I giggled and gave him a high-five.

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School was over, so... I swung my bag over my shoulder and looked for Ashton. "Ashton! See you tomorrow okay?" "See you tomorrow and be carefull tonight please?" "You know I don't have control over that." I laughed. I waved to him and turned around, before running towards home. Yes, I run 8 miles to get home, because hey, I'm a freaking werewolf. Or... Yeah I think so?

But every time I get home I remember what happened here. What I've done here when I was only 11 years old...

(Again, this flashback contains blood and gore. Be aware of that please. Not my responsibility if you read ahead ^-^ )

《《 FLASHBACK 》》

I let my hair down as I step into the hallway. I put my jacket on the coat rack and went into the living room. My parents won't come home until 12 and Darren is upstairs, playing with his Xbox. I lay down on the couch and turned Netflix on. I yawned a couple times while watching a movie, and then fell asleep.

I woke up at the smell of blood. I always was a normal growing up teenager, but never smelled blood. I stood up and started going crazy. The door closed and the smell of blood got worse and worse and it seemed to drive me crazy. I started screaming as soon as I heard my own bones breaking. My parents rushed in, then I saw the little cut on moms arm and my bones started change form. My parents saw me and stepped back, I could smell and feel their fear, I could hear their heartbeat rise every second. I could hear every beat. As I looked into a mirror my eyes were glowing red. My teeth made place for fangs and fur jumped out of nowhere. I looked like this black wolf, but much bigger. I lost control over myself but experienced every single detail.

I jumped onto my dad and started ripping his skin off. I heard him screaming for me to stop, I heard him begging to live. But then I sunk my teeth into his neck and bit it so hard that it chopped his head off.

I tilted my head to see mom had started running upstairs to grab Darren. When she set foot on the first step, I growled loud and she wanted to distract me from Darren so he could live. So, she ran outside because she knew she was going to die anyway. I followed her and when I caught up to her, I jumped in front of her and showed her my teeth, quietly growling. Slowly I placed my one paw in front of the other, making her freak out and run the other way. I jumped over her and stood there again. "Camille, please don't." She cried. She was so scared it broke my heart. But after all, I still did it.

I jumped on top of her and bit her arm. She screamed, but then cried: "please don't do this to Darren, take good care of him." Her tears streamed down her face as she let out her last breath after I started biting her chest. When I reached her ribs I pulled them out, one by one.
{End flashback}

Before I ran into the woods, I remember licking her cheek one last time. I might have killed her myself, I didn't want to and I hate myself for being what I am. And I know I was an animal, but I still loved her and the lick I placed on her cheek was meant as a kiss. When I got home later on, as a human, I cried again when I saw what I did. But I heard another heartbeat in the house and remembered I didn't kill Darren. He is still alive, but he isn't around. I decided to give him up for adoption, so I would still have a younger brother when I was older. Never saw him again since that day. I'm planning on visiting him, and the family he's with is keeping me updated on his situation. They think it's a good idea to meet him once.

But I'm not going to visit him until I'm in control...