Seven
Cruel
Hours
Of
Our
Lives.We stepped out of the truck (Well, I lunged), and onto the cursed ground. I looked around, no sign of Raphael or the gang. I smiled and started walking into the soul sucking pit with Dakota behind me.
We walked into the doors holding hands and laughing at a joke Dakota said. "PILLA!" Someone screeched. My smiled was replaced with wide eyes. Oh. Dear. Goddess. Save me! Run! Abort mission! Find a bomb shelter!
Up stormed a very angry Poppy. "Where were you?! Huh?! Why didn't you try to contact me?! Where's Serin?! Why are you holding hands with him?" Poppy questioned at a million miles an hour. She narrowed her eyes at Dakota.
"Woah! Calm down, Poppy." Dakota said and held his hands up. Oh no! He didn't! He did... Let me explain. When Poppy gets mad, the last thing you do is tell her to calm down. Last thing.
"Oh! You want me to calm the fuck down?! Well too bad! You don't get to tell me to calm down, Mr. Taking My Best Friend From School! I swear to god, if you don't leave in the next three seconds, I will do more than hurt your ears!" She got up in his face, which was funny since he was a foot taller than her.
"Yeah, right." He said crossing his arms.
"One."
"You won't do anything." He said a little unsure.
"Two."Her eyes flashed everything angry, and she managed to get closer to his face and stared him down. Dakota looked at me unsure, I just nodded and he zipped away.
"Good. Now you." She diverted her anger from Dakota to me. Oh crap. "Oh, I've got so many questions for you and you better answer every last one of them. Now, why are you with him?"
Gulp.
"Ok, Poppy, please don't get angry...angrier. We kinda went on a date." I winced as she smacked my arm. Who knew a girl that small could have that much strength? I didn't...
"You what?! A date and you didn't tell me?! Did he try anything? Ooh, I'm going to get him now." She rubbed her hands together grinning evilly, and I knew she was deciding on how to torture him.
"No! He didn't try anything! He actually told me he loves me and I love him too. He's so sweet and gentle with me, and he didn't care I was abused. He hasn't tried to hurt me or anything like that. Poppy, I love him."I told her softly.
Poppy's entire face crumpled into a soft smile. "Oh, Pilla! I'm so happy for you! So I have to like him now?" I smiled and nodded. "I only have one more questions. Why did you leave yesterday?"
I felt my smile drop and tears well in my eyes. "Raphael is back." I whispered not having the mental strength to say it any louder.
Poppy's eyes went hard and hatred filled, and she stood closer to me. "Pilla, he isn't going to touch you again. I swear on my life. Walker made me promise to look after you when he left, and I don't break my promises. Speaking of Walker, I miss him. I wish we knew where he was." She said sadly.
I smiled as I saw a bright orange head sneaking up behind Poppy. "He is right behind you." I smiled. "Yeah, right. You know, that's just cruel. You know how much I miss him." She crossed her arms looking sad.
I do.
Poppy and Walker were as close and Walker and I, and she took its the hardest when he left. She always had a little crush on him, but she did nothing about it. She cried a whole week, because she missed him, but I understand. I would've been too, but I was used to people leaving me.
"Boo!" Walker shouted and grabbed Poppy's shoulders. Suddenly, Poppy turned and kneed him in the family jewels, causing him to drop to the ground.
"Poppy! You just..." I gasped. "So?" She shrugged not caring. Walker groaned and curled up in a ball. "Look at who you just kneed." I glared at her. She rolled her eyes and looked down at Walker's groaning and curled body. "It's just Walker." She shrugged, then it snapped.
She screamed, and everybody turned to us. "WALKER!" She screamed and pounced on him. "Poppy... Can't... Breathe." He strangled out now sitting up. She automatically let go and looked into his eyes.
Suddenly, she leaped off of him confused and looked at her hands, like she had been shocked. Walker's eyes flash red for second, and he stood closer to her growling so only other werewolves could here.
"Is it just me or did Walker become a lightning bolt?" She laughed unsure. Shocks.
Uh oh.
Poppy and Walker are mates...

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Howling Badboy
WerewolfPilla Gordan was a sarcastic, lively teen. She was the best at history, math, science, and anything art related; the teachers praised her. But of course that's all just another cover-up for her. The math hid her insecurities. The science hid her b...