full moon | g.d.

02

"WHY THE HELL WERE YOU IN MY BACKYARD?" i yell.

he continues running.

"I'M CALLING THE POLICE!"

he stops immediately and i run to him.

i looked at his beautiful eyes... i cannot be falling for him. i barely even know him.

"who are you?" i pant.

"i'm new in town. i thought that was my house, but the door was locked so i slept in the backyard. sorry." his voice was deep.

"oh, well i can help you find your house if you need," i smile.

"yeah, that'd help," he exhaled deeply. he must've been nervous of what i would say.

"okay, well, do you know what it looks like, or have directions?" i puzzled.

"uh, yeah... i have directions." he grabbed into his pocket and pulled out a large phone.

he unlocked it and showed me a text conversation from someone named ethan.

1494 willow creek court

where the fuck are you?

when you get back i'm gonna kick your ass.

you better be out killing someone.

as soon as i read that bottom text, my eyes widened and i started running back to my house.

a cold hand touched my shoulder, and then another wrapped around my mouth.

he turned me around and tears welled in his eyes.

"i'm sorry, i have to do this," he whispered.

"do wha-" he cut me off by punching me in the face.

everything went blurry.

i saw him drag me deep into the woods and get on top of me.

"PLSE DN RP ME" i muffled.

he looked confused and took his hand off my mouth.

"PLEASE DON'T RAPE ME" i repeated.

"that's not what i'm doing."
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grayson's pov
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she was beautiful, but ethan wouldn't let me take her back to the house unless she was a werewolf too.

i felt my fangs develop in my mouth and put my hand back over her soft lips.

i then scratched her softly with my sharp, black pair of nails, my killing nails. her screams of pain muffled behind my hand. i didn't want to kill her, just turn her.

i bit her cheek with my fangs, not too deep, but deep enough.

i picked her up and swung her over my shoulders.

i shook my head rapidly and felt my fangs go back into my gums.
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nicole's pov
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my eyes slowly drifted open. i felt sore.

as i looked around at this odd, gray room, i realized that my whole body was strapped to a pole.

after waiting for what seemed like hours, the boy came in.

his eyes sparkled under the bright light.

"hello, babe," he smirked.

"where am i?"

"err... my house." he bit his lip.

i scanned around the room another time and saw a closet filled with knives and guns.

"please.. let me go. please don't kill me... i just wanted to help you earlier i hope i wasn't being nosy. but like, it's terrifying reading a text saying 'you better be out killing someone'." i cried.

he sighed and brushed my cheek.

i winced. why does my cheek hurt so much?

"if i tell you everything, right now, you need to promise me you won't scream or try to run babygirl. you're mine now." he whispered into my ear, filling it with warmth.

i nodded my head.

"i promise, er... what's your name?"

"my name is grayson. now, here's the thing. i'm a werewolf. and let's just say, i like you. but see, my twin brother ethan won't let me bring anyone back to the house unless they're also a werewolf. your cheek hurts, yes?"

i nodded again.

"see, that's because i bit and scratched your cheek. you're a werewolf now, babygirl."

my eyes widened and i started to panic.

"now, you promised you wouldn't leave. so, do you want me to untie you? if you try to run, i will tie you back up. okay? we understood?" he said menacingly.

"yes, sir." i thought i'd better use manners. he could kill me.

he smiled and untied me from the pole.

"now, let's go meet up with ethan." he reached his hand out toward me. i held onto it and followed him out of the room.

—xx—

hello

it's christmas eve!

i just woke up

i'm hungry yeet bye

PEACE ✌🏻