Blood Love and Werewolves

The run-a-way

I ran to the bathroom, and hid in a stall for what seemed like an hour. Andrea had come in plenty of times asking if I was okay. I never responded. She called out in an evil manner, "Remember, I am your guardian. You can't run away forever. Also," she didn't finish her sentence before crawling under the stall door and jerked me out by my foot. She then finished her sentence, "You are the worst person in the world. Worst hider, speaker, and worst daughter." She said counting on her fingers.

She looked in the mirror and said, "Dont you dare run away again." But, it was to late. I was already up on my feet and sprinting for the receptionist. When I arrived she looked at me frustrated. Who was she to talk, little miss wart. Seriously, she had a huge wart on her face.

"What?" She asked me obviously frustrated. 'Oh it's just, that your being a b-word and criticizing me.' I wanted to say but I knew she wouldn't listen so I just scoffed and ran away. I knew my way to Anthony's house. It was like a word or a song that you get stuck in your head. But instead the lyrics lead you to Anthony's house.

I ran, fast, to Anthony's house. It was only a few miles from the airport. When I was running a few people saw me, but I didn't care, I could just claim that it wasn't me. Or make them think they have gone insane. Even if it hurt them I wasn't thinking about that now. I was thinking about Anthony, life, my dad, my mom, his mom, where his dad is, and how my mom died. She had breast cancer, but she was turned before she could die. We didn't have any time together, and I was just a few days old when it all started.

She ran through the campsite killing every werewolf in sight. The attack was intentional, she wanted revenge for everyone. But while attacking one man, he fought back killing both of them.

I was devastated but what could I do I was only a child when I learned how she really died. I had been told that she hates being a vampire and killed herself, I don't know why I was told this story, it's even worse. I didn't talk to anyone for months. It wasn't easy, I was tempted to talk to anyone about anything.

While running I learned something.

Anthony didn't come for me so either A. He didn't know, or B. He didn't care.

I finally decided that he didn't know. It was a tough decision but in the end he did love me, didn't he? I'm so confused.

By the time I was done with my internal conversation I was at Anthony's house.

Anthony's PoV

It has been weeks since I last saw Casey. I needed her. I needed her to be with me mentally and physically. I didn't want to see things anymore. I have been hallucinating that she was with me ever since she left. I know where she is, foster care, that's easy. I just didn't know who she was with.

I can't live life with out her. I walked out of my room to the bathroom. I reached under the counter and pulled out my extra razor blades. If she wasn't here I couldn't be here either. Tears were streaming out of my eyes just thinking about not being with her. I locked the bathroom door and pulled the blade out of the packaging. I had just made the first incision when I heard my mother call out, "Anthony where are you?" I didn't answer just lowered the blade back to my wrist. It hurt so bad but felt so good at the same time. Two cuts both not very deep. Just one deep cut will end it all, then I heard it.

I heard her voice in the back of my head calling out saying no. It's too late, I thought back. I was about to end my life when she told me 'no' in my head. Should I listen or should I die. The door was knocked on five times, "Anthony, are you in there? I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'll never leave you again, just

open the door." It was Casey. I could hear her sobbing through the door, "Please," she begged, "please just open the door."