Love Is Weird

4. What the Hell?! Are You Serious?!

I put my keys in my pocket. I walked into the living room, looking at Mr. Burke and my dad. "Anybody going to answer me?" Mr. Burke and dad looked at each other. "Obviously there's something going on. Y'all are making it very obvious that there is."

Mr. Burke sighed. "Sit down."

"I'll rather stand," I snarled.

"Sit down," my dad ordered, "DJ."

I looked at him. "No," I said, firmly.

Mr. Burke got up from the couch. "Look, DJ. Today is the day that something unusually happens to you."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Werewolf," he said. "You become a werewolf."

What? That's not even possible. Extremely not possible. How is that even capable of happening? Humans becoming werewolves don't exist.

I shook my head. "No. That's not even possible. Werewolf?! Seriously?!"

"Yes, DJ," my dad agreed, standing up. "It's possible. I know it may seem crazy -"

"It is crazy," I semi-yelled.

"Ok. But just calm down."

"I need proof. Show me. How am I a werewolf? SHOW ME!," I yelled.

Mr. Burke and my dad looked at each other. I could tell they were deciding on if they should tell or show me. They nodded their head and turned to me.

My dad closed his eyes. His hands was ball up into a fist. His body was slowly starting to shake. I looked at him. What was he doing?

My dad opened his eyes. They are green. His eyes are freaking green. Why are they green? Then my dad opened his hands. He has claws now. My dad's hand were like old wrinkle looking. His finger nails were long and yellow. They look sharp and painful. They basically replace his regular hands.

What the hell? Why is this happening? This ISN'T freaking possible. Like how? His eyes just turned green and his hands are claws now. I don't believe this. My eyes have to be playing a trick on me. I blinked, hoping I'll be hallucinating, but when I opened my eyes, he's still there. My dad is still there with green eyes and sharp claws.

I shook my head. This can't be real. No. I stepped back closer to the door. I need to get out of here. I need to clear my head. I turned around and walked out the door. In the driveway was five guys; Trey, Frederic, Mike, Jared, and Ark standing by the basketball court. Five guys that I dislike sooo much. Every time I use to come to Pensacola to visit my dad, they were always around messing and picking on me. They are cool with my dad for whatever reason and they use to come over his house all the time. When they use to come over to the house, the guys would bother me and just talk about how skinny I was. We would fight all the time. Now they're back and I am not in the mood for their bull crap.

I walked up to them, angrily. "What the hell do y'all want? Get off my dad's property!!"

"DJ," my dad yelled, stepping outside the house. He walked up to us. "Calm down."

I looked at him. "Why are they here? I AM NOT in the mood for this. After what you just told me in there." I looked back at the guys. "LEAVE!"

"Make us," Trey snarled.

Trey is the leader. He was brown skin, 6'0, board shoulders, had a mid-fade, goatee, and mustache. Trey was sneaky and childish.

Frederic is two out of five. He is the second leader. Whatever Trey wanted him to do, he'll do it. They were extremely close. They kind of look alike except Frederic is taller and has short twists on his head.