Coming Out

Chapter 11

He walked out of the restaurant. I was completely confused about his remarks. Why'd he care anyways?

The whole thing felt a little sketchy but you never know, maybe Chris is actually a nice and genuine person.

I started eating the rest of my food. It was now 6:32 pm. Oh how time goes by.

It was a little dark out but I didn't pay mind. I walked to my car, feeling lost because I've sworn I parked my car nearly in front of the restaurant. I felt a presence behind me. Like if someone was watching me. Was someone following me? I didn't want to look back. Maybe, just maybe, I was hearing or feeling things.

I kept on walking.

I heard a sigh coming out of something or someone. I walked faster trying to look for my car which I swore I parked in front of the restaurant. Where the hell is it?!

I hear footsteps matching the pace as mine. I now decide to run to a local store. I hear the persons footsteps running at my pace, I guess when the person had seen me heading toward the bodega, the unknown person went off another direction.

I don't know what to do. What if the person is waiting for me?

I still don't know where my car is.

My phone is on 7% with missed calls and messages. Fucking great.

I ignored the looks I was receiving when I got here. I really wanted to call Derek but I didn't want to worry him.

I blocked him through our mind link so that he wouldn't know where I was, what I was feeling or thinking. I mean, I've been told I'm stronger than I think from my aunt, being the Alphas daughter and having beta blood in me.

I have to be strong right now and woman up for the love of god.

I walked out the store confidently. I started to walk around the corner to where the restaurant is located, I wondered off in to an alley figuring it was a faster way to get there. It was darker now, the wind picking up stronger. The warm air greeting me, but I felt as cold as ever. I shiver a little.

Everything seems slow motioned. I feel a staggering feeling in my core. All I see is a figure. Dressed in red. Everything the unknown person was wearing, was red. The person was also wearing a black mask. All I could see was the persons eyes. The color was a very rare one. It was a dark orange, close to red but not exactly.

The Unknown person was probably a werewolf. I feel a little sting in my stomach. Red fluid dripping from my insides and staining my favorite shirt as I looked down. What the hell.

The sting quickly faded away as I started to heal quickly. Not knowing the unknown person, they gripped my sides very tightly, knowing this, this unknown person is probably was a male.

I raised my knees up to the baby maker. And hard. The guy let out a groan of pain, slouching down. That's when I pushed the guy down. His back on the pavement. I started throwing punches after punches. I felt good and surprised I could hit this fucking hard.

"You've got some nice punches there Taylor" They guy eventually talked. I froze for a second. I didn't know how he knew my name but it only made me angrier.

I didn't listen to him and keep on, blood now gushing out of his sliced chin, but slowly healing. He was obviously a werewolf.

"Now, now Taylor. It's been a while. I will like... If you... stop.. throwing punches... goddammit... stop throwing punches at me this fucking instant!" the guy now growls in anger and pain.

I stopped and ran through the now dark alley. Trying to find my way back to Panera. I hear the cars rushing by, wondering where my car has went. I was kind of scared shitless as to wondering who that guy was, how he knew my name, what he wanted and the fact that he said that it's been a while.

I hear a distant long yell probably from two miles away. It seemed to belong to a girl. A little girl.

I looked around to see if anyone else had heard. No one seemed to hear the little girl that yelled.

I didn't want to keep on walking and act as if I didn't hear anything. This little girl was probably in trouble. I guess I have to find out.

Again, I hear the yell. No one seems to hear it besides myself. I don't know if I'm going crazy, but I decide to follow it instead.

The yelling gets louder as I keep on walking. It's now darker, slightly cold and my phone is now dead. I didn't know what time it was, but I left Panera around 6:35 and it feels as if an hour had passed by, therefore it's probably 7:35.

Again, the yell is louder. Still no one seems to notice it but myself. The girl probably is one of those girls who would scream In need of help to reach out to werewolves. I've read about those types of special people before and it seemed to fit.

If this girl is yelling at the top of her lungs for help to werewolves, why am I the only one to be hearing them? I know I'm not the only werewolf roaming around here.

I look up to the now dark sky. I gasp at the sight I see. I couldn't believe I forgot about this. It's the night of the full moon. The full moon has this power over us wolves. Any wolf roaming about in the woods during the full moon would get slaughtered by one, knowing how us wolves get during this. We suddenly have the urge to kill. Not one werewolf could control it and every wolf has to lock and chain themselves down. If you can control changing yourself into wolf form and control the urge, than you are one seriously strong wolf.

This probably makes sense on how every night the full moon had appeared, before I knew I was half wolf, I always felt anger rush through me and I couldn't control it. I was suddenly just throwing things in anger. Back in the day I've always thought it was just that time of the month thing.

My thoughts quickly get scattered away as I took a look at my surroundings. I felt scared and confused. I didn't know how I got into the middle of the dark woods.

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Derek's POV

I texted her for the thousandth time.

I kept on calling her phone only to be met by we voicemail.

I tried reaching out to her through our telepathic link only to be sure that she blocked me out.

I didn't know where she was.

I felt a little sting in the core of my stomach, ignoring the feeling.

I jolted up my bed, grabbed my keys and black leather jacket and rushed out the house to my car. I ignored my parents as I went out the door. I didn't want to waste much time knowing that Taylor is probably alone out there on a full moon.

I found myself driving toward a tree. I swerve to my right and hit the breaks of my car, stopping to a halt. I'm now confused and freaked as to how I ended up here in the middle of the woods.

SHORT CHAPTER! I know.