Back again, guess whos back Chika Chika slim writer.
I love Eminem. lol.
Anyway, on other notes, this life o' mine is shitty at the moment. Too much drama with my mom. It's killing me tbh. I was honest w/ her recently and I basically confessed my "sins" to her and she flipped the f*ck out. And isn't talking to me and I think I've been disowned. *sighing*
Anywho enjoy this chapter...
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I pull the car back onto the road Peter starts the conversation up after we made some distance away from the school.
"So you don't trust Theo? Doesn't Scott and the rest?" I look at Peter while keeping my eyes on the road at the same time,
"No, I don't trust him. I tried to tell Scott something was wrong with him but he doesn't see it apparently. He just sets off my feeling of 'EVIL' and well I wasn't wrong the last time I felt like that. Plus since getting my new powers I feel like I should trust him less." Peter listens,
"I agree. He was really trying to get you alone with him. But I'm curious what do feel about me? Am I still 'Evil'?" Peter says laughing a bit.
I honestly don't think Peter was ever evil. Hell, I kinda understand the feeling of revenge. And my hands are bloody in more ways than most.
"You're not evil Peter, I mean you are a bit crazy sometimes. But you're not evil. Well according to me, if you ask Scott you'll probably get a different answer." Peter looked a bit shocked and just looked out the window.
It was quiet for a bit until I felt this sharp pain in my back. I slammed the breaks and tried to claw at my back.
"Owwwww what the fuck was that!" I stared at Peter for answers. But he looked shocked too, this is just great!
"My back feels like my bones are breaking! Is this normal?" Peter looks out the front mirror and I growl because what could be so damn important, and then I see it, the full moon starting to rise into the sky. It's kinda memorizing like I could stare at it forever.
Well, I would if I didn't feel like I was dying, my god, this hurts!
" Peter, what's happening? " My voice suddenly turns deeper and more animalistic. That finally gets Peters attention.
"I think you're a shift is different. I don't really know this is new territory for me too. Move!" Peter says getting out of the car, I'm not sure what he means till my door opens and he pushes me, hard, over to the other side of the car.
I think I must have blacked out from the pain cause I woke up being half carried and half dragged down a flight of stairs.
"Peter?" I ask because I don't remember anything other than him pushing me over.
"Oh, you're awake good." He drops me oh the floor, at least gently enough.
I look up and I see that we are in the basement of the Hale house.
"Why are we here?" My question was soon answered when I see Peter carrying out a handful of chains.
"Ah, I guess this is as good as anywhere. Better than my room."
Peter scoffed,
"Your plan was to stay in your room? Are you stupid, how the hell would that ever hold you? We have reinforced steel and these chains held well before so they should hold just as good now." I nodded and walked over to where Peter was beckoning me. He brought me to a chair and I sat and got tied down. There were cuffs on my wrists and ankles, as well as chains just wrapped around each limb. And around my torso. After it was all said and done I felt very stiff and trapped.
"This will hold me right?" I ask Peter once he backed away to look at his handy work. He nods as I check the chains by pulling a bit on them. I can't move at all.
"This should hold you, and if not, I'm confident I can stop you before you could ever make it up to the stairs."
"Good, that's good. If I go crazy I give you permission to stop me. I do not want to think what would happen if I got out, I get so angry sometimes, that it's better if I don't ever go out on a full moon."
I can barely control my wolf outside the moon, I dread to think about what it would be like during it.
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Byes for a bit I'm going to upstate NY for a trip or something and I assume no internet.
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