Unsalted Cashews

Chapter Ten- My Sorrows

A/N : wows another chappie so early???? Think of it as an apology for killing Thoma dn Alice :Ppppp

I don't know where we were, but I didn't care. We ended up in a forest, and me and Troy were lying down by a small creek. I was washing all the blood off of me (my arm already healed) with the cold water. Troy was a hopeless case, he was compeletly covered with blood, that strangely matched his amber eyes.
My stomach growled. Troy rolled his head around to look at me.
"I have some cash in my pocket, buy us some food." He said, his voice sounding weird. Troy was lying spread eagle on the dirt, little to no dignity left. It would be cute, without the blood.
I took the wad of bills out of his pocket, wrinkling my nose at the smell of blood trying not to vomit, though there's nothing to barf up anymore. I looked around, and through the trees I could see neon lights of stores through the trees.
"I'll be right back," I say.
"Wait," Troy says, and j stop in my tracks. "Get some Tylenol too." I nod and begin to walk to the store.
I look down at myself and realize that my shirt and jeans were splattered with some blood. I tuck in my shirt to hide most of the staining, and hope that others would just think they were ketchup stains.
I walked through the trees until I was at a gas station, and I walked past the cars and into the store. I first bee lined to the bathroom, where I washed my face and combed my hair with my fingers. I then looked closely at myself. My irises were blue, but the whites were red and veiny. My skin almost glowed underneath the white florescent light, and I frowned as I washed some dirt off my face that I missed. My long hair easily untangled, but I thought about cutting it, to try something new. I looked away from my reflection.
Then I walked out and started to browse the shelves to see what was good. There were some gross looking sandwiches and two hotdogs, jam donuts, and rows and rows of chips. I decided to get the hotdogs, one for each of us, and randomly grabbed different packets of condimetns as I didn't know what Troy liked. I then bought two bottles of water and a small bottle of Tylenol. I walked up to the register and paid.
"The ketchup dispenser exploded again?" The cashier dude said jokingly.
"What? Oh yeah..." I stutter, not wanting to look down at my clothes. I quickly grabbed my stuff and ran out the door to Troy.
He was still in the same place where I found him, except this time he was curled up and shaking.
"Hey, you okay?" I saw as I cautiously walk up to him and crouch down.
"Give me the Tylenol," he growled from between. His teeth. I quickly open the bottle for him, and Troy popps some pills into his mouth before sighing in relief. I hand him a hotdog and he drowns it with everything I brought. I manage to snatch one ketchup packet for myself.
We both eat quietly, the only sound was of chewing and occasionally taking gulps of water.
"So, were u injured?" I break the silence.
Troy snorts. "No, those guards were weaklings. And can't shoot to save their lives." Literally.
" then why did you want the Tylenol?_" I asked co fused
Troy sighed. "I'm actually a half-werewolf." I raised an eyebrow. "Normal werewolves and humans don't mix as well as vampires and humans do. I don't really understand it, but our body thinks that we're diseased or something when we transform, and tries to stop it."
"So it's painful.?"
Troy laughs bitterly. "Understatement of the year." I let out a small laugh too.
"What about vampires and humans?" I say.
"Well, they need to die first before they can start doing vampire things, and they're allergic to cashews. That's all I know." Troy shrugs, and I remember back to my death just a few days ago. I then wonder about my mom.
"Can I go home now? My mom's probably worried sick." I ask.
"Are you crazy? You can't just go back, SOIL is on the hunt for you, and those vampire s are also hunting you." Troy shouts.
"Then were should I go?"
"I know a place, just stick with me." Troy says, and I bite my lip and nod. He was my best bet to not die a second time.
We decided to camp outside because we were too tired to walk any further. I covered the grown with ferns that I found, something I learned from a survival class in elementary school. I hoped it didn't rain. I lied down close to Troy, who feel asleep almost immediately after our conversation. I finally had time to think about the events that happened since my death. I felt tears slide down my cheeks as I thought about Thom and Alice, before I wiped them away with the thought that they might somehow still be alive. I worried about Miranda, whose still stuck at SOIL, and Dan, who I haven't saw in what seemed like ages. I started to cry again, and this time I didn't stop until I feel asleep.

A/N: so what did u guys think of Troy's revelations? I feel bad torturing him but its so fun >:D don't forget to vote and comment and shareee!!1!1!11!!!!!