Werewolf White; Book 1- White Wolf

Chapter 5- Considering Cliche

I woke up and stretched out my arms, letting out a groan as my bed creeked. I rolled off of my mattress and ploped on the floor back-down. This was when I observed that it was dark in my room. My window was covered by a wooden board to keep all light out. Every window in the house was attached to hinges that connect to a wooden slab. At night, Mom goes around and covers all of the windows with the wood so moonlight doesn't come in. Where is mom? I checked my alarm clock. 8:54. I tried to make my way to the door but ended up tripping many times. After a few embarrassing minutes, I made it into a hallway. I decided to check the living room. In case mom was asleep, I decided to not turn on any lights. By memory, I, eventually, stood in a doorway leading to the room, when, suddenly, click! The room was instantly flooded with light, and my eyes weren't prepared, for they adjusted to the darkness. I put my hand up to shield my eyes from the light. Tshk-tshk! That was not a light switch. Was that a... I finally could see and I scanned the room. Yup. It was the cocking of a shotgun. A shotgun in the hands of... mom?

"Mom, what are you doing?" She had a blouse with purple flowers over a blue background on and pointed the shotgun directly at me.

"You think you can leave me Azure? Just like your dad? You really are a monster! Monsters should die!" She raised the gun and before I could do anything... BANG! I didn't feel the bullets pierce my body, but, against my will, I fell limp on my back like a marionette with it's strings cut. I could feel a liquid pouring out of my torso and onto the floor. As if it couldn't of gotten worse... BANG! Then... I woke up. I shot out of bed, breathing in rapid, short breaths. Another nightmare. My breathing started to slow, and I thought on something intensely. Mom said I was leaving her... would she react like that if I wanted to leave? Do monsters deserve to die? My breathing stopped. Am I a monster? I haven't been for a month, but a new moon was coming soon. So I came to the conclusion that I become a monster, but the true me, the human me, is just a boy. But there was still the big question, as if there weren't enough. Do I stay for mom... or leave for dad? Am I being childish for yearning to go on a cliche adventure? If only there was a manual on 'how to cope with being a werewolf'.