Blood, Fur, Fangs, And Love

Do you realize

Eleanor ~

"Lou, please come out... I miss you, please I want to say goodbye before I leave for school." I say to the door that keeps him out of our world and in his own. My eyes hurt from the tears I've cried for my best friend.

I get no answer and feel so upset and afraid. The skeleton key is in my hand, I'm afraid to use it and Him get mad. But I have to know if he's okay and alive, I tried to smile but there really isn't a point any more. My Louis is gone and just a shell, the night he told me what happened I fell with him. So I put the key in the lock and turn it, the click is quite but noticeable.

His room is the same, nothing is out of place or different. The only sign of human life is the stale meal I brought him yesterday and his sheets all messed up. He isn't here, but his bathroom door is closed and the light under the door is a dead give away. So I set the key down on his bed and walk over to the door. I hear sniffling and soft sobs, my hand reaches for the knob. It turns slowly making no noise, I push on the door letting it open.

In front of me is a sight I never wanted to see... Louis had multiple cuts up his arms and there is so much blood on the floor. My heartbreaks and he still hasn't noticed me, I stand there in shock as tears fall down my cheeks. As a cut stops bleeding he brings the blade back up to his arm and goes in for another cut, but he doesn't make it. I ran at him and snatch the blade out of his hand, my sobs become louder. He looks at me and breaks down as well, I fall to the floor and wrap my arms around his shrinking frame.

"I-I ha.. Hate what he-he's done to yo-you!" I cry into his shoulder.

"I'm so so-sorry." He sobs into my hair.

I stand up and help him off the floor, I never take my eyes off his cuts. When I pull out the first aid kit he protests, until I tell him it will stop the bleeding. He agrees and sits down on the edge of the tub, I tell him it might sting at first. As I pour the disinfectant on his cuts he shrieks in pain, making tears prick at my eyes. His wolf traits are showing greatly right now, his eyes though are duller almost more than a human. And that's when I know what I have to do.

Louis comes down the hall with me and I make him change into some clean clothes. I stand with an eye on him, making sure he doesn't pull anything. Then I lead him to my room where I change, he stands with his back turned and faces the wall. I don't even bother to fix the make up smudges from all the crying. I have to go to school but he's not staying here alone, so I do the one thing I can. I take him to a day care down the street and ask if he can stay there for a few hours. It does seem stupid to bring a teenage boy to a day care for little kids but he can't be alone. They say it's fine and I tell him I'll be back soon, he doesn't answer. He just hugs me and doesn't want to let go.

"Lou it's going to be fine." I whisper in his ear.

"Don't go, promise you won't leave me too.." He cries like a four year old, the people around us don't even blink. They act like it's normal.

"I promise, I just need to do something. I'll be back in an hour or so, then we can go home and spend the day like we used to. Okay?" I reassure him.

"Okay."

I leave him, and look back once. He's in the window looking out at me as I get in the car, I wave goodbye and give him a meek smile. He waves back, the hoodie that hides his bandages is holding up well. I trust that They will watch him while I'm gone and taking care of what I have to. The ride to school was horrid, the traffic meant I was going to be late but that doesn't matter. When I arrive I park where I usually do, and I get out.

It all seems to be moving in slow motion as I walk to the door. I open it, a small gust of wind blows my hair out of my face. My high heels click along the tiled floor of the empty hallway, a freshman spots me and I send him a glare. He cowered away from me, slightly running to his class. I pass my first period door and walk down to Louis's first period classroom, where he is. The door is open, as I walk in some look up and do a double take at my blood shot eyes and tear stand cheeks. He isn't one of them that looks up from his paper, the teacher motions me over to his desk and asks what's wrong. I don't take my eyes off him.

"I need to speak to one of your students." He stiffened at my voice.

"Please go retrieve them if you wish, they can easily finish this assignment tomorrow." The teacher says to me.

I nod and turn to him, giving a small smile. The classroom air thickens as I walk down the isle, some people look up as I pass their desk. One girl I made eye contact with gave me a look of concern, I nodded. He scribbles down answers and explanations as I walk closer, he doesn't look up at me. I tap his shoulder which gets his attention, he looks up and gasps a little. His eyes look over every square inch of my face, I walk away. His chair scraps across the floor as he gets up and rushes after me.

He follows me out of the classroom, whispers fill the room until the teacher tells them to quiet down. We walk silently down the hallway, he trails behind me. I lead him out of the school and to the woods out back. He doesn't try to reach out to me, not until we reach the clearing in the middle of the woods. I turn to him, anger and pain instantly surface.

"You sick bastard!" I yell at the top of my lungs and push him.

"Eleanor..."

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" I feel pained tears fall down my cheeks.

"I..." His eyes gloss over.

"TELL ME! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'VE DONE!!!" I push him harder, he stumbles a little. "I WALKED IN ON MY... MY B-BEST FRIEND SLICING UP EACH WRIST!!! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, ALL BECAUSE OF FUCKING YOU!"

He looks at me as I push him again and again. I push him one last time before I shrink down to the mossy floor, broken sobs erupt out of me. He stumbles back a little before he falls down on his bum. I look up at him and his face is ghost white with tears falling down them. His hands come up and cover his face as he starts to cry out. He curls up in a ball and rocks back and forth... He mumbles a few I'm so sorrys, I wipe my eyes and struggle to stand up. But when I do I start to run, hoping he won't follow me. He can't go find Louis and make it worse, he can't take him further away from me. I run to my car and look back at the tree line, he's there. He looks like a screwed up mess....

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Ohh!!!!! Eleanor, I just.

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