I don't know what to do. I think Stacy called my mom to see what was wrong with me. So my mom being mom she decided to come over.
I tried my best to act nice but I don't think it worked. Me being on my man period, you can only imagine the unexpected surprise I would have had when my mom knocked on the door. Any other day this would have put me in a good mood but this was not the week for that.
I actually cringed when I saw my mom in the morning outside my doorway. I played it off by telling her that I had just woken up and the sun was hitting my eyes. Wasn't a good lie but wasn't a bad lie either if you get my drift.
Anyways we chatted for a while, she asked questions, I answered as best I could with all that was happening but soon I just had to get out for a bit. I excused myself and let her have access to anything she wanted and I went out for a bit. I honestly didn't think I'd be out for long.
I soon saw him though. That strange man that was on my street staring at me has come back for another visit. I slowed down and started heading for a alley. As soon as both were nearby I turned grabbed the man by his jacket and flung him towards said alley.
Listen to my wording. I didn't throw him. I didn't push him. I flung him. At the time I didn't notice. He was as light as paper to me. I was to enraged to stop and think about it though. This man had been tailing me for the past few weeks and I intended to learn why.
The guy hadn't even landed when I was picking him up against the wall. I'm really ashamed to say this but I wasn't myself just then. More so than what's been happening. I actually growled and yelled at the man. Usually I would have stayed calm and talked to him peacefully but no. Our conversation. No interrogation went something like this.
"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" I yelled.
"you will pay for what you did to me." He whispered.
That actually made me pause for a moment because up until now I don't think I've ever met the guy. Much less hurt him.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Before I could get an answer he shoved me into the next building just behind me. As I was organizing myself for a punch he grabbed me by the shoulders and made the first flying man.
I honestly have no idea how he did it but he threw me so hard I was so deep into the alley that I probably had just come out the other end. I honestly think I heard the song "I believe I can fly" or "Ride of the Valkyries" somewhere in the background.
When I looked back the guy was gone. There was nothing natural about that man. For the rest of the day I tried to forget about it but I think that he'll always haunt me.
I must go to bed before it gets too dark. Mason out.
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Diary of a Werewolf
WerewolfRead how Mason turns into a hunted werewolf. He retells his story through his trusty diary. He has to kill to survive. This is the first books I write so any feedback would be greatly useful.