Chapter Four: Birthday and Pain

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Two days later....

Bexley's POV:

"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Bexley. Happy birthday to you." I wake up to Dad and Michael, singing to me.

"Get the fuck out!" I yell at them. Looking over at the clock, I see it's 12:01 in the fucking morning. Getting up, I decide to go out. I walk into the closet and pick out my clothes for the day, slide them and my Converse on, and walk out of my room. Heading to the back door, I walk outside. When I get outside, I notice I forgot my phone. "Oh well." Thinking back to what that boy said the other day at school, I decide to find this so called 'Bad Blood Gang'.

"Where would I hide if I was apart of a gang?" I ask myself out loud. Hit with an idea, I head to the woods. Walking through the dark woods might not be the best of ideas but oh well. Looking around, I see a wolf watching me. God it's so fucking beautiful. Pitch black fur and those bright blue eyes that I swear I have seen some where else. Ignoring the wolf, I keep walking.

The closer I get to the middle of the woods, the worse I am getting a headache. I look around and see a sign that says 'Beware. Go no further.' Thinking nothing about it, I cross over the imaginary line. Almost instantly, I am hit with this extreme pain.

I bend over, holding my ribs. It feels like I'm being ripped apart, piece by bloody piece. I fall to the floor as my ankle cracks and replaces differently. The same happens with my legs, making them look very unusual. My ribs start to break and replace themselves.

"God stop!!! Please! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!!" I scream out in pain. My jaw pops out of place, then pops back in. Replaced is a long snout like thing and canines. 'The fuck?'. The last thing before I black out is this.....

I'm on four legs and covered in fur...

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