Ashton's POV
It's been 2 weeks since my ankle cast was taken off. I am fully healed from my injuries. Though they did not heal like the first time I had sprained my ankle. But I cannot complain, because having busted ribs was worse than my broken ankle. I was basically confined to my bed.
Right now, it is Sunday night and I am trying to sleep. I decided to start school again as of tomorrow because I already missed a lot of class, though Alex did me a huge favor and brought me the missing assignments and explained as best as he could. I am very grateful to have him at my side.
I haven't talked nor seen my best friends after the day that I explained what happened at school. It's like they are hiding something. But I decided not to bother them. I will wait patiently until they decide to tell me. Of course, I will throw subtle hints here and there. But I would never force them to do something that would make them uncomfortable or make them distrust me. I keep having endless thoughts about everything. I sighed and faced my room window. I turned around and decided on texting Alex hoping he was awake.
I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and sent him a text.
Ashton: Hey, you awake?
Alex: why are you still awake, do you know what time it is.?
Ashton: Yeah, couldn't go to sleep. Just thinking about tomorrow.
Alex: Don't worry. I will be with you. No one will dare mess with you unless they are asking for a death wish. Now go to sleep we both have a long day tomorrow.
I smiled; that made the tension strangling my body to dissipate.
Ashton: Thx u.
Alex: Good night.
I blushed. It was only a simple message, but It made me feel giddy inside. I smiled
Ashton: Goodnight.
I placed my phone on the night and trudged myself to sleep dreading for tomorrow to come.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Crash!
I woke up and was confused for a moment but realized I was in my room. I looked to my nightstand and saw my broken alarm clock.
Damn, another alarm clock broken. I should really stop breaking the alarm clocks. I sighed. I was already dreading going to school again. I was fully healed from the attack from Chris and his friends. But who knows what waits for me at school? I am lucky that alex takes the same classes as me but what would have happened if he didn't. would Chris and his friends jump me again?
I shook my head and gave myself a pep talk not to worry; everything happens for a reason.
I got off the bed and stretched my tired limbs, then trudged to the bathroom to pee, brush my teeth, and shower. Once I was done, I changed clothes and fixed my hair, Grabbed my phone, earbuds. And bag and went downstairs. I decided to skip breakfast because nerves and food don't mix well together and left the house.
I started walking towards school. I told alex that I wanted to walk to school today to clear my head before going to school. Though he was relucted saying that he should take me to school and about safety. But I convinced him and told him that I just needed time for myself to clear my head before I went to school. The voice was acting up again. I was too caught up with my thoughts that I didn't notice someone was following me.
Just as I was about to turn the corner towards the school. Someone grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. I was about to turn around to confront that person, but they pressed a cloth over my nose and mouth causing me to panic. I struggled trying to shake away the arms that wrapped around me like a snake. I started throwing kicks in the air. Trying to hit the person who was going to take me away. I yelled as best as I could with the cloth covering my mouth. I was starting to lose consciousness. I struggled as best as I could before unconsciousness fully consumed my body. The last thing that I remember was a scar that ran across the man's face.
A/N
I apologize for updating this chapter late. i thank all of my readers for being patient when publishing this chapter and for that i will reward you with another chapter. i know this chapter is short but i promise you the next one will be longer.
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Free the Wolf
WerewolfAshton Monroe thought he would have an excellent and normal senior year, but all that falls apart when he meets Alex Whitmore. Alex Whitmore is an 18-year-old senior student, the next in line alpha who just started at Berrymoore High school that als...