The Monster Within

Chapter Twenty-One {Final Chapter}

A/N: I Know The Last Chapter Said It Was The Last One...I Lied :| Forgive Me? Lol..Here's The Legit Last Chapter *Sad Face* Don't Frown Yet! :) Maybe There Will Be A Sequel ;) Depends On How I Feel...Got Alot Of Crap Going On...Still Recovering...But Getting Better :) Biebers Got My Mind Occupied ;)

Enjoy :)

||Justin||

My eyes grow wide, did Ryan really just say that? Ryan's entire body is shaking now. His eyes are not squeezed shut so tight, I'm afraid his eyelids will rip in half.

"Ryan..." I say quietly, resisting the urge to call him 'Bro', "I-I'm sorry..." I couldn't think of anything else to say. What is there to say? I obviously don't have feelings for Ryan in that way, and even if I wasn't a werewolf, I still wouldn't have feelings for him that were any stronger than brothers.

A low growl erupts deep in Ryan's chest, and he takes a few steps away from me. I swallow a lump inside my throat, and try to break loose of the ropes that were tied around me. I search the ground madly for something sharp, a rock maybe. Finding one, another obstical is thrown at me, and I realize I have no idea how to pick it up.

There was a loud Riiiiipppp! sound, and I look up only to see Ryan's torn clothes laying on the cave ground, Ryan nowhere to be found. I'm left alone, in this cave, tied to a rock-like chair.

Shit. I think as I try to find a way out. He's going after April...

The thought of Ryan finding April erupts a burning-like feeling inside my stomach. He's probably going to throw her around like a doll. I'll bet she's still in the lake, defenseless, unknown of the danger that is headed her way, until the exact moment Ryan will strike at her.

The burning in my stomach grows, and I can feel my body begin to shake as I can imagine Ryan swiping his hand at April, throwing her limp, helpless body into the air, only to have her fall a few yards away, broken and bloody while I sit here, unable to help her, all because of some stupid, rope!

Thats when my entire body feels like it's erupted into flames, and I can feel the rope torn off of me. I land on all fours, and a low, deadly growl escapes my lips.

It's On Now...

||April||

I was in a dark room. No, I was in a cave. It's damp, cold atmosphere suffocating me. I felt claustrophobic, like the walls were slowly closing in on me, yet I couldn't see them. I felt like I was in a dream. I wanted to move quickly, to get out of the area, yet I felt like everything was in slow-motion, and I was practically dragging myself towards the small dot of light I saw.

Another thing I noticed, is how hard it was to keep my eyes open. I tried my hardest to resist the urge to blink, yet when I did, I'd find myself no longer struggling to get out of the tight spot I was in, but found myself struggling to keep my eyes open.

Where am I? I think silently to myself, yet it echoed in my head, as if I had said it outloud. When I was able to re-open my eyes, I searched for the little speck of light I had saw once before. I began to nibble lightly on my lower lip, my heart pounding in my ears, my hands shaking.

I look from side to side, no sign of life anywhere. Nothing but darkness, and shadows that stood still. I moved my hand over to one of the shadows, and felt the jagged edge of a rock hit my palm. I remove my hand, and wipe the moisture from my hand onto my pant leg.

I felt something wet and warm drip down the back of my neck. Wrinkling my nose in discust, I take my hand, and place it on the back of my neck. It felt sticky, and moist. Too moist to be sweat, since I wasn't sweating anywhere else, and it almost felt too sticky to be water that could be dripping from the roof of the cave.