Ch.6
I screamed, and realized I was in my room. I heard the door open and saw Mike run to the end of my bed. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked. I stared wide-eyed at him. “What?” he asked again.
“Nothing, I just had a nightmare…” I said in a small voice that was barely audible. Mike nodded and left. I shivered, not from the cold and eventually fell back to sleep. This time, for once in my life, I had no dream.
When morning came, I got up and went into the kitchen. I hadn’t seen it since I left so it didn’t surprise me that there were dark, granite counters, and new appliances. I found some bacon and cooked it. I guessed I had gotten up before Mike or his dad, I had no idea where his dad stayed. I guessed that he stayed in the back room of the basement. I didn’t dare go look to see if Mike was still asleep, no matter how much I wanted to see how calm he could look in his sleep.
As soon as I got done cooking, I heard the door to his room open. I saw him walk into the kitchen, stretching as he walked. I turned my attention to plating the bacon. He was wearing pajamas. A sweater and sweatpants. Something I could never imagine him wearing. I would have laughed if I wasn’t so unsure about everything. “So, bacon?” Mike said. “Looks like the werewolf part of you is already showing. You would expect you to just eat cereal or something, but you were craving meat.” He smiled. My stomach fluttered. It was a new feeling for me, to have feelings for someone.
I grabbed my plate and sat at one of the stools at the counter-island. I bit down into the bacon and I knew he was right, the taste of the meat was overwhelming, it didn’t taste like bacon. It tasted more like an unrecognizable kind of meat. My eyes unfocused for a second and I set the bacon down. Instead of eating it, I threw the rest of that piece away and put the rest back in the pan and got cereal.
“What’s wrong with it?” Mike asked. He narrowed his eyes at the bacon in the pan.
“Nothing.” I answered. “I won’t let it rule me.” I said in a cold tone. Mike turned to face me. He sighed. It’s not going to rule you. You can eat meat, it won’t make it any worse for you.” He placed one piece of bacon on a napkin and laid it next to my bowl of cereal. I finished the cereal and ate it, then washed the dishes and sat outside. It was nice that the house was a mile away from other houses. Nobody could see me.
Mike came outside and sat next to me. “Nice day.” He said and laid down. The grass was very soft. I could have sat out there forever. “Jasmine, I can’t tell, but I think I need you, part of me is very afraid you will leave again. I think I have feelings for you. I know you probably feel the exact opposite, but I wish you could see that I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.”
I looked down at him. The second day I had been here and he has already found he has feelings for me too? What was going on? For the first time, I saw how he looked at me, his eyes gleaming, I felt a tear fall down my face. But I was happy. “Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”
I interrupted him. “No, it’s fine. I just was thinking of how much I hated you yesterday morning, but now I think I have feelings for you too…” I trailed off and got up. I walked as quick as possible to my room, Mike calling my name the whole time.
