Chapter Dos
Jazzlynn’s P.O.V
I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I was too in shock to even scream. Oh, no, he had his hands over my mouth. That’s why I couldn’t scream. I felt something poke in the side of my head. A GUN!
“If you scream I shoot” He said. I know this is wrong to say considering that I’m in danger but he sounded so good. He was to my ear, what sugar was to coffee. I nodded and he let go.
“You have to hide me… I don’t want to threathen you, so just help me… if something goes wrong, I’ll leave”
“See… If you would have been nicer, I would have meant it when I said yes, but since you’re so mean you don’t get that, so yes” I said. I crossed my arms against my chest and walked back in. He followed in behind. I locked my door.
He grabbed my towel and began to dry himself. I could barely see but by his outline I could tell that he worked out.
“You have guy’s clothes”
“Do I look like one?”
“Aren’t you?”
“No, I am clearly not a guy… But I do have guy clothes” I said. I went to my closet and took out Mike’s white polo that he had left a few days ago. I gave it to him and sat on the bed.
“Is a little tight”
“Maybe if you would of told me you were coming I could have gone shopping”
“Ha very funny”
“Thank y-”
“Honey, who are you talking to?” I heard my mom say.
“I was umm, counting sheep” I said.
“Oh, why is your door lock, honey” I told the guy to go into my closet. He shook his head as in no.
“I’m coming mom” I said.
“Okay, when my mom calls the cops it wont be my fault” I told him and he went into the closet. I went by the door and opened it.
“I think I locked it by mistake, sorry”
“Is okay Jazz, just don’t lock it again” She said and I nodded. She kissed my forehead and left. I closed the door without locking it. I sat on the bed and the guy came out.
“Do you have a name?” I asked.
“Yeah” He said.
“What is it?”
“I don’t know JAZZ” UGH!
“You have to sleep either under the bed or in the closet… You pick”
“How about on top of the bed”
“Yeah so if my mom walks in she could call the cops and they would take me to jail for hiding a fugitive”
“Fine, in the closet… I guess.” He said and I smiled. He was actually going to sleep inside my closet. I gave him a set of bed sheets.
“You sleep with pillows?” He nodded and I gave him my pillow pet.
“Really?” He said and I nodded.
“Okay” he added. He went to the closet and I went to my bed.
“Good night Jazz”
“Good night freaky dude”
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Freaky Dude’s P.O.V
I saw her walking home, my mate that is. Her legs were long, as was her light brown with dashes of a darker shade of brown, hair. Her bangs went straight across her forehead. She was wearing a brown skirt and a white tank top. I followed her all the way home. I saw through the window as she got change into cargos and a t shirt. She began to work on some homework I supposed.
Later on people started coming. I hear how bad some of them talked about her family. Then after an hour or so all the teens a little kids were outside. My mate came out.
“Hey” she said but they all ignored her. Except for a guy. They began to talk. They talk for hours and hours until people began to leave. They hugged and the guy left. I saw my mate go in her room get her towel, and come back in a few minutes later.
She changed into her pajamas and got in the bed. After a few hours of rain passed I decided to introduce myself.
I knocked on her window and by the 10th knock she woke up. She walked to the window and opened it. When she saw my face she just stood in shock. I took that moment to place my hand over her mouth. I put my fingers on the side of her head.
“If you scream I’ll shoot” She nodded and I let her go. I told her that she needed to help me and she gave me a long speech on a yes that was meant and a simple yes.
I dried myself with her towels and asked her for clothes. She’s so funny, she asked me if she looked like a guy. She was way too sexy to be a guy. But she gave me a polo that was very tight on me. I wonder where she got it from. Her mom knocked and I found out that her name was Jazz, so beautiful.
Now I was here expecting to sleep with my mate, but she gave me the option of the closet or under the bed. I took the closet.
I loved the fact that she wasn’t freaking out because I was in here and that she treated me so well. But I wonder, if she’s not human, or werewolf than what is she?
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There's A Monster In My Closet!
WerewolfJazzlynn or Jazz for short, is a normal girl. She's not ashamed of her background.One night as she was watching T.V. with her father the news report a guy that ran away from a crime scene with a gun, what happens when that guy is right infront of he...