I can feel your heart beat.. (Justin Bieber) *werewolf*

..when I lay my eyes on you..

I can feel your heart beat..when I lay my eyes on you..*werewolf*

Day 17 of Month 09

My heart beat began beating faster and faster with each step we took down the all too familiar road. My breathing was heavy as I stared at the house before me. Dim lights shone through the large house. I looked down at Patrick feeling small just looking at it. I felt strength grow within me as we made our way closer and closer to the house. My eyes burned with delight as I stared at the front door in wonder. 

Does he want me back?

Will he except me?

Does he even want to see me?

I let my eyes wonder over every inch of this house. The large wooden door underneath the large glass window. Large flower pots sitting on each side of the door, the silk curtains draped over the wi-

"Are you gonna stand there all day or are you gonna work up the guts to see that lover of yours?" I broke my gaze from the house with a slight blush, hearing Patrick chuckle. I watched the small man walk towards the modern day house. "Come on sweet heart, nothing to be scared of." he soothed. I nodded my head as I followed.

I watched as he carefully unlocked the house and opened the door wide enough for me to get a clear view of the house. "Go on in." he smiled reassuringly as he gestured for me to go in side. I stared into the darkness as I bit my lip in anticipation."He's the only one here. You both will be the only one here because.. this is as far as I can go. I'll stay here but I can't go inside." I nodded my head as I watched him sit on the old, wooden bench outside.

My stomach was doing flips with each step I took into the house. My forehead burned in pleasure making me go weak in the knees. I traced over the mark engraved in my forehead as I made my way for the stairs. My eyes widened when I heard his soft breathing. It made my thumping heart melt inside. 'It's now or never.' I thought. I quietly made my way towards his ever so charming bedroom door. The wood creaked beneath my feet with every step I took. My heart stopped once I heard his soft breathing become closer.

"Sam.." I heard him whimper. My eyes brows furrowed as my insides turned. His ever so soft voice made me melt inside. I gasped as I felt the cold door knob come in contact with my fragile skin. I held my breath as it turned loudly, but slowly. When I heard the click of the door, I swung the door open in anticipation, wanting to see the one I love. 

All my worries about him not wanting me here and my fears of being rejected vanished once I lay my eyes on the boy I love. His head was buried underneath a pillow, as the duvet off his bed lay around his waist line. His bare back glistened in the light and with every move he made, a new shadow was formed. Bruises covered him, he wasn't the only one effected by all this, he had become much skinnier and it looked like he had lost his muscle. I became weak in the knees as he shuffled in the bed, probably just wakening up from the loud bang from the wooden door. If just his body had this much effect on me, I couldn't imagine what his eyes would do to me. "Sam.." I heard him whimper again, automatically making my body lunge for the bed, but I stopped myself not ready to disturb. "Don't go." he whimpered again. His legs moved up and down in a running move and as soon as I saw this I knew he was dreaming, dreaming about me leaving.. and it scared him. He cares, he loves, he needs me just as much as I need him. 

I quietly walked over to the messed up bed where his perfect figure lay in the middle of it. I took a quick glance at my surroundings, seeing the usually clean room turn into something messed up. The shelves on the walls were broken and there was holes in the wall from what looked like someone punching it. His clothes lay in heaps on the floor beside what looked like alot of gravel. The windows and balcony door were open wide letting the mood light, light up the dark room. The wind blew leaving chills running up and down my spine, but the chills weren't just from the wind. "I'm not going anywhere." I heard myself choke out. It didn't sound like the person I had been hearing for the past few days, it sounded fragile, soft yet loving. It sounded like my normal self I had known to hear my whole life.