The Big Bad Beast (bxb)

Twenty-Nine: Window-Watcher

A/N: Not proofread and I don't really feel this chapter. Sorry, it's late, anyway, goodnight/morning. 

Red P.O.V

The first good thing that happened today so far was me having first period, which ultimately ended up being my saving grace from Mitchell, who had gotten very protective at the last second. I love him, but he was becoming the definition of clingy, and you have to put a stop to that kind of behavior when it first begins; otherwise, it will only develop and worsen. The last thing I wanted was a 24/7 body-guard instead of a part-time best friend.

It was sad that I had to force Mitchell to go to his class; he had been seconds away from walking into mine. The second the bell rang and the class started, I knew I was free from the watching eyes of my vampire best friend. It wasn't permanent freedom, as there was a chance that Mitchell would be back the moment class ended, but even a short break was nicer than no break at all.

But Mitchell wasn't the only semi-annoying thing on my mind. Thoughts of Welfen kept drifting back into my train of thought without much hesitation. As much as I wanted to see him, another part of me wanted to kill him for being on my mind as often as I was. It was like remembering an annoying commercial over and over again. I was beyond tired of having thoughts of someone who I haven't seen for five days. This mate thing was going to be the death of me; as if my chaotic life wasn't enough.

As nice as being back in school was, the lesson very quickly lost my interest, and literally anything could grab my attention over the lesson. I was entirely too happy for the bell to ring and dismiss me to my next class, which was my favorite, photography. It was kind of weird to be returning to the class that technically started this all. Would I have even met Welfen if the football team didn't get their photos taken that particular day? It was a what-if kind of question that was impossible to answer now that the occasion has passed.

The case of cameras was the first familiar sight that I was drawn back towards. I left my camera in my locker, having completely forgotten about photography until the middle of first period. I was not going back to my locker with the bell seconds from ringing again. If we took any photos today, I'd just use one of the schools, which is technically what they are there for. If not, then I'd just go back to my locker to retrieve my camera.

The class hasn't even started yet, and I am already worrying about silly little what if's. Mr. Johnson walked in, conversing with another teacher who entered the classroom as well, their conversation continuing instead of the other teacher leaving. I didn't care enough to listen in, knowing it was probably just a stupid teacher conversation.

Boredom made my attention wander, as I couldn't seem to focus on things for very long today. That was until I looked out the window only to see Welfen standing there.

Of course, I looked away, sure that I was just seeing things because he's been on my mind all morning, and I was finally crumbling into the void of insanity. Then reality kicked in, and I glanced back over to see him actually standing there.

Was he a figment of my imagination, or was Welfen actually standing there? I'd make the executive decision to believe that the Welfen standing outside the window was, in fact, real.

Welfen gestured for me to come to him from the other side of the window, making me look at him like he was stupid. Was he expecting me to skip my favorite class? Even though I thought that my legs seemed to have a mind of their own, as I stood from my seat and moved to exit the classroom, ignoring the weird looks my classmates were giving me. I was just lucky that Mr. Johnson was too enthralled with his conversation that he didn't notice me getting up and leaving after the bell had rung.

I spent the whole time walking outside to meet up with Welfen thinking about how I could have just turned invisible and avoided getting caught leaving altogether, but of course, I didn't think about that before.

I peeked my head outside the school exit, hesitating in actually leaving. Welfen was starting to become a bad influence. I smiled before exiting the building, heading towards where Welfen had been standing, happy to see him meeting me halfway. I didn't want to be seen through the window by someone and get in trouble when I can just avoid getting noticed.

"Hey," Welfen said when I came to stand in front of him. This boy, this werewolf, has been on my mind nonstop since we left the packhouse. Here he was, the boy whose been on my mind without pause.

I couldn't help but stare at him like he was stupid, though. You call me out of class, and the thing you start with is an awkward hey? I think I give this boy to much credit in my head.

"I've been dying to see you again," Welfen added, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, his face flushing at his confession. My face flushed to, but only because he was saying something I had been thinking. Unlike him, I would not be admitting that he has been on my mind more than he should be. "Shall we?" He asked out of the blue, making me look at him, confused. Shall we what exactly? I followed his hands, which were gestured towards the student parking lot.

"Shall we what?"

He smiled at me, a mischievous smirk on his face. On anyone else, that smirk would have made me uncomfortable. A lot of things that Welfen has done would have been grave offenses from anybody else, is my standards that much lower when it comes to him?

"That's a secret," He tried to play it off, but I stared at him blankly. As low as my standards may be, I was not going anywhere with someone who I barely knew, mates and feelings regardless, without knowing in general where exactly we would be going.

"If you're not going to say where we would be going, then I'm going back to class," I probably wasn't going to anyway, but I did need to know where we are going in case something bad happens, and I can message Mitchell about our whereabouts. This boy can't just be thinking that I'll follow him everywhere like a lost puppy desperate for attention.

"Trust me?" He fluttered his eyelashes at me.

"Not in the slightest," I deadpanned, making him wince slightly. For a second, he seemed to struggle with a reply, before sighing.

"I want to take you on a date, it would be in a remote location without peeping eyes, and we would be back before the end of school," He said slowly, looking saddened by the fact that he revealed some of his plans. I blinked at him, slightly shocked by his date statement.

"Where would this remote location be exactly?" I had to ask. I can't just trust this guy with everything he says simply because I'm attracted to him or that I'm his mate.

"Somewhere in the woods . . ." I could tell that he realized while he said it that it wasn't really going to help him. "But there is cell service, so if you're uncomfortable you can call for someone to come get you, one of those vampires," Him saying I could call on Mitchell made me really feel better, even more so because I know that the two of them don't like each other.

"Fine, but this date better knock my socks off. Otherwise, I'll be forced to leave a one-star rating," I joked, getting a smile from him as we walked towards the parking lot side-by-side, our hands dangling alongside each other, our fingers tapping against each other, but never intertwining.

I kind of wanted to hold his hand, though.