The Shattered Me. [ scrapped. ]

Chapter Six

I was well past ready when Scott charged at me. He swung his claws but i quickly front flipped over him. For that brief moment that I was upside down when I flipped, I grabbed his head. Then threw him in the opposite direction, when I landed. I watched as he staggered back and that's when I bared my fangs at him, letting out a growling sound. If we didn't stop soon, we would both reveal our werewolf secret. I tried to reason with him, "i don't want to fight you, Scott!" He charged back at me and I tried to jump again but he was too fast. He caught me in mid-jump and charged me into a locker. He held his elbow against my chest, making me unable to get free. That's when he stared at me, his golden pupils glaring into my blue ones.  "Let me go," I said through gritted teeth, or gritted fangs to be accurate, before continuing, "Fine, you know what? You're my ....brother. Brother's fight but it should be fair. So. let. me. GO," I made sure to add more danger to the "GO" part. He still held me there for a second before he let me down and turned away. Scott didn't answer at all as I watched him dissappear around the corner. My stomach growled as my fangs retracted back into my mouth and my pupils returned to their normal hazel color. My claws also retracted back into my fingers as I walked back to the cafeteria. Once I walked in, everybody suddenly went deathly quiet. Some people cupped their hands over their mouths. I looked confused as I looked at my chest. My shirt was ripped, showing my chest, but it wasn't just my chest. There was blood and a long scratch mark, that looked like it wasn't going to heal for a while. I covered it with a hand and then used my other hand to wrap the ends of my shirt together to cover it up. Everyone followed my every movement with their eyes as I walked back to my table that i had before. The only difference was that, Scott, Lydia, Isaac, and Allison, were gone. I tapped my fingers nervously, but I started to eat my food. Man oh man was it good. I couldn't help but replay the events of Scott and I's fight in my head. We were werewolf brothers after all, what did you expect?