W A R N I N G -
This was not edited so excuse the typos
So in just a matter of a couple days, I find out that my boyfriend is a hellhound, my trainer is a werewolf and I'm just a girl with a scream that predicts death. I'll make sure to put that on my resume. Training was awkward as hell, and I haven't talked to Jackson much either. Even though I live with him. My training had blown over within a couple of weeks until I was assigned a partner. Nobody would accept me as a partner, so I haven't been on much missions lately. Summer has come and gone and school is right around the corner for me. School was the last thing I needed to worry about. Camden and his Dad moved into a house down the street. I don't see him much anymore and that's sad. I don't think much of it though. He still texts me and calls me and comes over when I have my nightmares. My ankle has fully recovered, so Siena has been helping me get ready for volleyball this year. A lot has changed, but the only tension in the house now is between Jackson and I because he ate the last of my oreos...
"Get off your phone! You have a boyfriend, you have a bestfriend. Do something!" my mom bugs, entering the livingroom. I groan, clicking my phone off and stretching out my limbs.
"I'm gonna.. Go to Camdens-" I start but then stop when I hear the words flowing out of my mouth. I didn't want to talk to him, But I knew I needed to. I needed to find out about what he was. I needed to find out about me and training and missions, I just need to find out where to go from this awkward phase in our relationship.
"Not like that I hope." Jackson grumbles, stumbling down from the stairs. Cocking a brow, I send him a glare.
"What's so wrong with my outfit?" I ask, tugging on my shirt. I was wearing some sweatpants and a tank top. Okay, he's got me there for sure.
"Nevermind." he groans, scooting into the kitchen. Rolling my eyes, I take his hint and jog upstairs, trading my sweats for some baggy black capri joggers and throw on a plain white tee. I didn't feel like touching makeup at the moment. I just put on some perfume and flipflops and head out the door. The wind whips my hair around and before I know it I'm standing on Camden's front porch debating weather or not I should knock. Sucking in a breath, I knock three times. When the door comes ajar, I hear a loud hollering growl come from inside of the house. Not waiting for anybody, I swing the door open and search the house for any sign of life. An orange glow comes from the downstairs basement along with multiple growls and shouts.
"Camden?" I ask, standing at the top of the staircase. A loud thud responds along with a groan. My blood boils hot with curiosity and wonder. What could possibly be happening down there? Is he throwing things? Is a dog down there? How could he not tell me he has a dog? Stepping down the steps and into the doorway all I see is fire in one tight space.
"Camden!" I shout. The figure turning around to face me has eyes as orange as the fire that surrounds him.
Oh, duhh he's a hell hound. Riigghhhtt.
"M-maze," He growls, as if it hurts him to say my name. The fire surrounding him brings him to his knees, Covering his face like he's in shame of some sort.
Me being the stupid person I am, I step forward to try and touch him, but flinch away when the heat gets too overwhelming. I watch as my boyfriend's eyelids grow heavy as he falls to the floor, dismissing the fire that was quickly put out by what seems to he his very own skin. All thats left is soot and cracks where it looks like lava would peek through. What the hell was that? What am I supposed to do now? Now that was quite a show. Really had me going.
"Can you get me some water please?" The limp body asks. Snapping me into reality, i rush upstairs and grab two bottles of water.
"Here," I say, handing it over. What I do next, I found it pretty hilarious.. I twist open the bottle and start to pour it on Camden, not thinking twice about it. Steam rises from his body and I can tell this was cooling him off. He let's out a moan chugging his water and pours some over his head.
"Why am I like this?" he asks, heaving a breath. I sit on the floor to meet his level.
"I ask the same question." I say, dragging my thumb across his lip, wiping the remaining water away.
"Why are you here?" He asks. Wow. Because I'm your girlfriend thats why???
"Umm.. I needed something to do?" I say as if its a question. He snorts, looking up at me. I examine his face before letting out a sigh.
"What happens? When you get all... Ya know... Lit as fuuckk." I ask, exagerating the last word. He bellows an laugh, sitting up in his burnt basketball shorts.
"I get sweaty. That turns to steam then I get all smoky and I catch fire. Normally happens when I'm angry. Or feeling.. Stuff." He explains, catching my attention. Tucking a loose strand of my blonde hair behind my ear, I begin to ask more.
"Does it hurt?" I question yet again. Biting his lip, he slowly nods. Is it wrong to say he looks really hot at the moment? Badum tsss! Yikes..
"Yeah, Maze. It does." he sighs, Sounding a bit more serious.
"I don't even understand you. You become a complete and total different person when you do your hellhoundy shit." I explain, leaning back on my hands. He sits up, leaning forward, raised eyebrows and all. I hate when he gives me that look. It makes me feel like an idiot.
"And you don't? You go all blank like you're brain washed and then continue to explore your surrounding until something sets you off. You're an annoying alarm. A cute annoying alarm.." he retorts back, causing a smile to play on my lips. I bite my bottom lip trying to hide it and think for a moment. Is that really what happens? That sounds a bit creepy to me. Then again, This is supernatural business.
"Whatever." I grumble, standing up. My voice echos off the cement walls, getting louder and louder with each passing second. My vision becomes blank while a small brunette child appears, frolicking through tall grass without a care in the world. Laughs play along with her until her world flops into a dark area near a clearing in some type of forest. Her laughs get louder and louder and louder until-
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There's an update finally!!! This chapter is dedicated to my soccer mom ( @averyunsocialdev )
Andd this is part one of two! Im so happy i finalky got this done. Wattoad was acting up and kept deleting this so yeass new uodate and nore to come!! Be on the look out.
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