Twolves

Chapter 16

So yesterday my tablet was being a butt and deleted all of my work for this chapter. So i had to re-write it on my computer in 1 day because I had so much homework and I still do have some...

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Alana's POV

By morning time, I was crowded by people at shcool as they congratulated me on my winning for math league. I just simply smiled and thanked them for it.

"So, class." Mrs. Gloss started off. "I want to say congrats to Alana." more applause. Cue the smiles. "Now, today's lesson will be on the square routes." I zoned out as she began talking about shit I already knew.

The bell rang and I rushed to get to kemistry. Disection day, with my partner. Louis. "So, how does it feel to be above Styles?" he grinned as he placed gloves upon his hands. I did the same and looked up at him.

"Whats the difference? Social status? Whatever." I sighed and cut the amphibians belly and pinned the flaps down onto the board. WE began to disect.

"But you took their breaths away babe!" he chucked and held up the animals lung.

"Ha ha. Very funny." I rolled my eyes. "At least it wasn't enough to take their hearts away!" I held up the dried up animal heart.

"And I thought I was cheesy!"

"Tomlinson!" Mr. Krums yelled. All eyes focused us.

"Sorry Mr. Krums." he mumbled and looked down. The class snickered and Louis looked back up at me as they went back to work. "He needs a breather!" He whispered, holding up the other lung. I about exploded into a fit of laughter.

"Ok, enought with the puns." I chuckled at him.

"Fineeee." He whined.

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"Hey Liam!" I yelled down the sidewalk as I walked outside. He didn't turn back to look at me. "I'm talking to you." I tapped him on the shoukder and he turned around with a cigarette hanging from his lip. Niall and James having the same. "Whats this? So tuis is what my best friend does? What the hell!" I nearly tripped as I took a step back.

"Alana, lis-"

"No! Don't tell me to listen Niall! You fucking ass! How could you-" I screamed and stopped talking. I took one glance and Liam took a step forward. When he did, I ran back inside, tears rushing down my face. Niall kept this from me, and he got Liam involved in it too? I ran to the stairs and sat on the very top step leaning my head against the wall.

"Well, well, well." A voice sounded from my left. Brian Anderson.  "I see life isn't treating you well." He picked me up and slammed me against the wall. My head hit and blood trickled down my neck from just one slam. "What happened to us, baby?" He brought his lips to my neck and started sucking on it.

"Let go of me!" I struggled in his grip. He just tightened his grip along my wrists.

"No. Not until you-"

"Let go of her!" A voice boomed from behind him. I moved my neck just enough to see Liam in his leather jacket and jeans. But something was off. His eyes. They weren't the murky brown I've grown to know, they were a pure gold.

"Make me!"

"Gladly." He cracked his neck and the next thing I know, I'm on the ground crying as Liam beats up Brian. Kicks, punches, and the occasion crack of a rib is heard as Liam beats him. "Leave, and don't tell anyone, or you'll get worse." He growled. Brian scurried away and left a trail of blood as he left. I glanced up at Liam and let out a shriek.

"Get away from me!" I screamed and hid my face. His eyes weren't the gental brown, nor even the gold just minuets ago. His eyes were now crtstal blue.

"Shh, its o-"

"No!" I clamped my hands over my ears and cried even more. Eventually, I passed out at the amount of blood I lossed.

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Its officially Thursday. The day before my birthday. And I'm spending it in the hospital.

I groaned as I felt the nurse apply the medicine to the back of my head. "Sweety, you're lucky to not have gotten a concussion." She chuckled. I only replied with another groan. "Honey, your family is here to see you. Do you want me to let them in?"

"Sure." I closed my eyes and she let them in.

"Alana!" I heard Heather's voice. She crouched down next to me and stroked my hair. "Are you alright? We came as soon as we heard." She smiled meekly.

"Yes, it just hurts." I sighed and closed my eyes yet again.

"Alana?" An irish voice sounding worried. I tensed immediately when I felt his presence. "Please talk to me." He whispered, closer then before. I didn't respond. Everyone in the room could most likely feel the tensity. "Please." The desperation in his voice made me cringe.

I moved my face to face the other wall to let my tears out. Yes, I want to talk to him, but I'm pissed and I can't show him the pleasure of seeing me crawl back to him. I heard him sigh deeply.

"I guess we'll see you for your party tomorrow. The doctors are letting you out tomorrow. I love you." Were the last words I heard before the door slammed.

"Shit." I breathed out. Here come the tears.

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The feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeels! Yasss, this made me cry! Oh yes, I definitely liked this better then the first one! Lol

QOC

What would you do if you found out your best friend was a werewolf?

-K