Blood and tears

Chapter Two

Six months later…..

Lydia

My legs are tired. So tired I feel like I could collapse at any moment. They feel like jelly. My breathing comes in short deep pants as I struggle to get oxygen into my lungs. But I know if I stop now, I’m a dead man. You see I’m in a situation where I’m literally running for my life.  You’re probably wondering what I’m running from. One word. Werewolves. You see I have been hunting this one she-wolf for nearly two weeks now and as soon as I get her alone, she howls for all the other bloody mutts. In a way I can’t blame it, like if I had a gun being pointed at me six months ago I would have screamed. Now not so much. I jump over logs and tree stumps. I can hear the beating of paws on the ground, not that far behind me. I just need to get past the border, and then I’ll be safe. A wolf never crosses on someone else’s land even if it is no man’s land. It’s their number one rule. Tree branches a slapping me in the face and clawing at my arms. I can see the edge of the border, not even 20 meters away. I pick my legs up to go faster, but soon come to a stop when a giant grey wolf steps in my path. God can my life suck anymore right now? This wolf is the only thing in my way stopping me from getting across. I grab my gun from the right side of my belt, and point it at the wolf. He snarls and snaps his teeth at me. His yellow eyes turning black, watching my every move. I point and aim at his head. I don’t waste a second and pull the trigger. At the last minute the wolf lunges at me, making the bullet only just graze its side. Shit. He lunges and I slide down onto my knees. His claws scraping my upper arm in the process. I bite my tongue so I don’t scream. I get up and start running again. I feel the air get knocked out of me as my stomach hits the ground. The wolf has its paw on my back holing me down. I manage to wriggle and turn over facing the wolf. He growls and snarls in my face. I don’t even flinch. I just smirk. The wolf looks at me with confusion. I take that minute to kick him off me, and start running again.  When I reach the border I look back, to see the yellow eyed wolf still looking at me confused and a wolf so black he almost looks blue, coming out of the trees. I stare at him. Power radiating off him. He stares into my eyes, I frown thinking how familiar this wolf seems. But that can’t be right I’ve never seen a wolf so black before. I turn and start running again. I hear howling In the distance, I reach down to touch my gun, to feel some sort of comfort to feel that it’s not there. 

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I stumble towards the front door holing my arm. God it kills. I look down to see its getting all infected. Oh my god what if I have to get it amputated? I raise my fist to knock on the door but before I even have the chance the door flies open. Revealing my very, very angry father.  

“Where the hell have you been?” he says through clenched teeth.

I take a deep breath and was about to answer but I’m cut off.

“And what happened to your arm? I told you to tell me if you were going hunting and to take someone with you.”

“Taking someone will only slow me down. “ I say as I push myself through the doorway. A wave of dizziness takes over me and I grab the door frame for support.

“Here, let me look at it.” My dad says his voice slightly concerned

He goes to touch it and I pull away.

“God! Don’t touch it!” I whisper yell my voice strained.

He inspects me arm, not touching it.

“Shit Lydia. He got ya good didn’t he?” he mumbles

“alright, come on lets go get you cleaned up.”

He grabs my good arm and starts leading me towards the kitchen. Once we’re there I jump up on the counter, while my dad goes to fetch the first aid kit.

“you know I really wish you would be more careful.” My dad whispers while cleaning the three long claw marks down my arm.

“I know, I’m sorry.” I mumble

“I can’t lose you too.”

I look up to my dad to see he has tears in his eyes. Ashamed that I’m bringing up bad memories, I look away.

“Alright this is gonna hurt.” He says while sticking a needle In my arm.

I don’t even flinch, I’m too numb. 

*20 stitches later*

“There. All done.”

“Thanks, goodnight dad.” I say jumping off the table.

“I love you Lydia, please be careful.”

“Love you too dad!” I call out as I walk up the stairs. As soon as I get in my room a crawl in bed not even taking off my muddy, torn clothes.

The last thing I remember thinking before I fall asleep is of the black wolf staring back at me.

A/N

how was chapter two?

i was thinking maybe megan fox as lydia? but when shes a bit younger?? let me know what you think...

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