~The Beast~ Chapter IV

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Well here it is!!! Hope you like it. Kinda last minute. :)

Well later on in the conversation I found out his name was Troy. I know hot right. Well through the conversation he went from Mr.Hotty to Mr.Insane. He spoke of fairy tales and things that could not be true. Like how I was a werewolf and he was my mate. I just tuned him out thinking about what Asylum he escaped from. Then that's when the conversation got even more crazy, he said my dad was a werewolf too and that I was the next in line to lead the "Pack" since my dad has been missing for ten years now. I looked at him as if he had grown three heads. He peered at me, most definitely taking in my shocked expression. I hadn't heard my dad's name in years; so that's what caught me off gaurd.

The sound of his name sent me into a state of saddness. I could feel my eyes brimming with tears. I just looked at Troy and pointed at the door saying "Get out" with as much authority I could muster; to hide my sorrow. Troy looked a bit surprised, then a look of understanding showed on his face. I then shut the door, and slid to the ground and broke out in tears. I tried to pull myself together as I heard a knock at the door.

I opened the door and their stood my dearest Damien. I flung myself into his arms and soaked up his shirt with my tears. He whispered to me saying "Everything's gonna be alright." When I finally stopped crying I told Damien to take me inside. He picked me up bridal style and carried me up to my room. He gently layed me down on my bed, and stroked my hair. I soon fell asleep going over what Troy had said to me.

-------Saturday--------------

I woke up at around ten o'clock and stretched. My bones popping is the greatest feeling in the world. I then go into my walk in closet so I can get dressed so I could take a hike (literally lol!). Every weekend I go through the forest down the street; that leads up to the piece of rock we call a mountain. I put on my skin tight hiking 'suit' and put on my army hiking boots. Brush my teeth and throw my hair in a ponytail. I'm not really in the mood to put on make up. Still depressed because of Troy Mr. Syco.

I walk up the street and enter the forest. The outdoors smell hits me. Pinewood, sapp, bark, and the variety of flowers growing around here. I love the smell it's like im home. I pick up my pace as I trudge through the brush. Excited to reach the begining of my special trail. I was so absorbed in my own excitement that I didn't notice the presence on my left. But surely I had to notice at the last moment. The figure lunges at me and I am tackled to the ground. I make an ear splitting screech as I look on at the beast with horror.......

*Sorry if there is any errors I was in a hurry to get this up. I hope you like it -kisses- :) *

-Felicia

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