Average Or Abnormal?

Chapter 11

Hey guys! Sorry for the delay. I've been really busy with my band. I'm going to try to write on this story more often though.
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Abby's pov

I walked up to my room and locked the door, before realizing that my window was open. A cold breeze blew by and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

I slowly turned around, expecting it to be Hunter. Instead, I was greeted by my best friend laying in my bed.

"Axel!" I exclaimed, running towards him in relief. He hugged me, as if he was worried about me.

"I came to check on you," he stated, as if he had read my mind, "Hunter told me what happened at the studio."

"I can't go back there," I replied, tears welling up in my eyes, "I don't even know what I am anymore."

"You are a werewolf, Abbs," he stated, as if it were obvious, "Now you are at risk of death from your family and the rest of my kind. I guess you will want to know what that means ,huh?"

"If you mean that you and my entire family are vampires, then I already knew that. It was fairly obvious," I said, wiping the tears off my face.

It was obvious that my family, and Axel's, were all vampires. I was the only one born without that full trait. No one knows how I even exist. The only vampiric trait that I have, is that once I turn eighteen, i will not age anymore. But I guess now that I'm a werewolf, I will be shuneed by my family, and my best friend.

I turned to look at Axel, expecting him to say that we couldn't be friends anymore, but instead I was met by his thinking face. He looked so stupid, but almost child-like, as if he was planning something.

"Pack you bags, Abbs. I'm gonna go get your car out of the garage. Then, we are going to leave this town together. But we are going to need some help from your kind," Axel said, after a minute.

I pulled out my phone to text Hunter, and started packing my bags.

I realized I couldn't wait for my family to find out about me.

I realized that I was now officially an enemy of my own family.

My phone rang suddenly. A call from Hunter. I answered.

"Hey Hunter. Sorry about earlier. I need a favor."