Silver {FIN}

{53} Home

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When Lawson, Leonardo, Denis, and Brandon left, my mom, Chase and I cleaned the table and the dishes. Serge, Clayton, and Vincent wanted to help but my mom wouldn't let them. She told them to sit their butts down and watch TV. Serge and Clayton scared because they didn't want to piss off an angel. They think my mom is like me since she made me but she wasn't. She was opposite of me. Edgar stood behind me, checking his nails. He was the bad side of me but he was really lazy.

My mom scrubbed the dishes, I wiped it, and Chase checked see if there were food that my mom missed. It didn't feel weird cleaning a house that I wasn't comfortable with because it felt like I known this cabin my whole life. I've always seen the cabin but I knew mutts lived in it. That's why I never got too close to it. I sometimes wonder what happened if I never went to the woods and found the cabin. I wouldn't be normal because I would still be slaying werewolves. But would I go crazy and kill every werewolf that crossed my path? Would I took it too far? I shook my head and wiped the last plate that my mom gave me. We walked into the living room where the rest of the gang were and Chase sat down next to Clayton while my mom went upstairs.

"Night mom," I said. She kissed my forehead and then Chase's.

"Night boys. I want to see breakfast on my bed by morning, okay?" She said playfully.

We nodded and we heard her footsteps walking upstairs and then a door closed. "You're cooking the sausage," I said.

Chase groaned. "Why do I have to cook the pancakes? You know I suck at that!" He whined. I chuckled and sat next to him. We watched random channels because everyone wanted to watch something different. Edgar was standing up and it made me uncomfortable.

"What the hell do you want, Edgar?" I snapped.

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. 'When are we leaving? Shouldn't be going back home?'

That startled me. I did wanted to go back home because it was home. It was the place I was born in. It held so many memories, good and bad. Did I want to go home? I remembered Chase cried about going home and see his family. Edgar growled and I sulked.

"Chase...do you want to go home?" I asked.

Chase turned to me with wide eyes. Chase hasn't been going out with girls or drinking like he used to. I haven't had a smoke in weeks and it felt good. The change in us wasn't noticeable because we didn't care. It felt neutral.

"Um, I don't know," Chase whispered.

I stood up and turned around. I felt eyes burning on my back. Did I want to go home? I looked at Edgar who looked confused. 'Don't you want to go home? I know the bastard hurt you but you can get over it.'

I could but leaving this cabin would be leaving a big part of me. There was a food in the fridge, everything wasn't made out of wood, we made dinner in here, I had Serge licked m cheek near the cabin. Did I want to throw all of that away to go back home? I turned back around to see Serge ready to get up.

"Eddie, if you want to go back home then you can. I'm not stopping you," he said and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lifted me up a little so my chin would be on shoulder blade.

Edgar put his hand inside of mine and made me put my hands on Serge's shoulders. Edgar pulled away and I turned my head to see Edgar walking upstairs. Where is he going? Why's he walking away? Why did he do that? I turned my attention back to the Serge and his face was close to mine. I could feel his warm breath hitting my face.

"Why do you want me to stay here? You got what you wanted," I mumbled and cast my eyes to the floor. Even though I couldn't see Chase, Clayton, and Vincent, I knew they were looking at us.

"I would love for you to stay here with us, with me."

I could feel my heart warm up. Serge held me tighter and thought this was bad. I shouldn't being hugging a werewolf. I shouldn't be talking to one but I am because they weren't bad after all. Serge and the others made me realize that they didn't help me just to get it over with. They helped because they cared and wanted the best for us.

I waited for Edgar to say something rude but the only thing he said he was sleepy and that he's going to sleep outside. Thanks Edgar. You're gonna leave me to make a decision wither to stay or not. Serge brushed his thumb on my cheek and I looked up, my hair dropping over my eyes. I was going to move them when Serge did it first. His pointy nose it mine and I smiled. His lips moved upwards and I think he knew my answer.

'Took you long enough. This is your life, Eddie. Not mine.'

I felt Serge's lips on my cheek and waited for his warm lips to kiss it. Instead, I get a wet tongue and I pushed him away, glaring at him. He laughed and pulled me towards him again. I let a smile slipped through my lips and I rolled my eyes.

'You're part of me, Edgar. Don't forget that,' I said back to him.

Chase jumped the couch and hugged my back tightly. I laughed and said, "I guess we're staying."

Clayton smirked. "This is gonna be fun."

Vincent groaned, closing his eyes. "Four horny boys in the house. Fantastic."

Serge smirked and his eyes flashed black. Shit.