The Hunted

I Won!

Hi! Just wanted to apologize for not posting for a long while, and I promise I will try to post the next chapter quicker than this one. But I hope you all will like it! #HappyHolidays

-Minnie2898

**Peter’s POV**

I woke up screaming. My parents came bursting through my bedroom door.  My Dad was holding a metal baseball bat in a swinging position, while my mom held a spatula in her hands, and in unison they both said, “  Peter are you okay!

I sighed in relief, and then I responded, “Yeah... Yeah I’m fine Mom.”

“Are you sure honey?” She asked inquisitively and waited for a response back.

“Yeah I am sure, just a rough night. I Think” I said as I looked from side to side in my bed.

“Well cheer up honey, its Halloween, and furthermore it is you birthday.”  My mom said in a soothing and calm voice, and Halloween is my favorite day of the year plus I am going to have an amazing party tonight. I wasn’t going to allow some dream get in my way. My mom came over and sat next to me on my bed, and continued, “Come on we have breakfast for you, and you still have to go to school even if you are sixteen.”

I nodded and replied,” Thanks mom, I’ll be down soon.”

“Alright hon.” My mom said, and both of my parent left my room, my face transformed from a smile to uneasy.  

I looked at my hands that were buried underneath my covers. They looked normal. Then I took my hands and felt my face I was so relieved to feel my skin instead of rugged animal’s fur. Everything was normal except my open window. I went over the open window, and gazed out to see six indentations which lookd like pawprints. At first it scared me and I was in denial.

I told myself that I was hallucinating, and I went on regularly by getting ready for school.

Like normal, I found a pair of jeans on my bedroom floor, and a decent V-neck shirt, and walked out.

Today somehow felt different. I didn’t feel tired, or scared, or overly cautious as normal, but strong and confident. For some reason this particular feeling didn’t last long. I was walking towards the stairs and out of nowhere my idiot brother takes me by surprise and kicks me in the stomach.

As I fell to the ground Chase taunted me by saying,” Happy Birthday little bro! Ready for another ass kicking!” I looked at his evil grin, and I was so tired of being bullied and harassed by him. I didn’t seem to notice how mad I was becoming, that the adrenaline in my body was surging through me, and just as Chase was about to deliver another kick, I grasped his foot, and twisted it, and flipped him over onto the floor.

As I sat there for a moment I was in shock of what just had occurred. I arose from where I was on the floor. Chase still in awe said,” How the hell did you just do that?”

I stuttered, “I-I don’t know.” Chase gave me another astonished look and then he picked himself off of the wooden floor and gazed stared at me with the same face as he limped away. I hoped that no one saw what happened. I immediately I bolted down the stairs and towards the front door. I didn’t even bother going to get breakfast. I opened the door and ran.