The Crush

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Bite

    "Are you okay? you've been acting... weird?" Amy asked me as we walked out of the gym and into the locker room. 

   "I don't know," I murmured. I was thinking of whether or not I should go see my grandfather today... and maybe my wolf as well. Maybe I could bring him a treat, or something.

    "Hello?!" Amy said impatiently. I looked up and met her eyes. She was already changed out of her dance shorts and had her jeans on.

    "I'm sorry... I didn't hear you." She gave me a look,"Really, I'm fine." I swore, pulling my pants up over my hips and rolling down the elastic waist so they hung low on my hips. And began folding everything to put in my sports bag.

    "I've been your friend since... Forever... you can tell me anything, Paige." Amy announced proudly, but I could see a hint of desperation as well.

    "Have you ever been in love?" I blurted aloud.

    "Sure, lots." She shrugged in her totally blond bimbo way; not saying she was. It was just a habit she had now. 

    "No, not... Not 'God he's so hot I wanna fuck him' love." I argued, pulling the white pont tail holder from my copper hair, and shaking it out and brushing my bangs out of my eyes after I did so.

    "God, you make me sound like a whore." Amy muttered, sighing exasperatedly. "What other kind of love is there at our age? Whoa! Hold the phone! Are you saying your in love?!"

    I laughed nervously, "Did you seriously just say 'hold the phone'? I mean seriously who says that anymore?" I was trying desperately to change the subject.

    "Yes, ma'am, I did say that. Now quit trying to change the subject here! Tell me about lover boy is he H-O-T, HOT?!" She cheered the word, pumping her fists rhythmically into the air, I giggled. "Oh! what color are his eyes?! Whats his name?!"

    "Umm well," I wasn't sure how much I could tell her... were my thoughts even healthy? "He has grey eyes, and brown hair. But he was kinda... pushy." I admitted even though it was kind of unfair of me to say so.

    I'd searched 'Wolf body language' on google and found that the males' would actually Nuzzle their... female and they would 'playfully mount her'- no joke, it gave it in detail. I knew what My Wolf had been thinking about; I had a wolf thinking I was his mate. The site also explained why he had been so cautious when we'd first met. He was making sure there was no threat from myself or from him. Even creepier; I'd been having dreams about this wolf...

    "Oh, God! You want to have sex!" Amy practically yelled. Thank God, I was running late and everyone had left the locker room, or she would have started a rumor I'd have never lived down.

    "NO! I-I don't even know his name! I'll probably never even see him again anyway. I don't even really know him. His eyes just..."

    "Penetrated you?!" Amy squeaked.

    "I was gonna go with, locked on mine, actually..." I said rolling my eyes at her.

    "What's his name, Paige?" Amy asked practically bouncing. Where did this girl get her energy? I was still breathing heavy from practicing our routine repeatedly for almost two hours straight.

    "I told you, I don't know his name." I was a bit snappy about it... but I mean, God! I think I'm in love with a wolf... I almost laughed at the un-needed stress this little issue was causing for me... "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go all... bitch mode." I whispered to Amy, apologetically.

    "It's okay," She murmured, "You're body is going through a lot right now." She shrugged at me.

    "What do you mean?" I watched as Amy suddenly slipped into her 'dumb blonde' look. I was used to seeing her slip into that mode around other people because that was her image, but she'd never done it with me before... What was she keeping from me? Before I could drill her on it she smiled, but it isn't the usual smile... there is something sad in her forced expression.

    "Come on, I know what will help; Sleep over!" She laughed, but I still felt the odd vibe coming from her. Even so, I nodded. "Tomorrow? My place? I'll call you." Amy practically sprints away from me.

    And I am left standing in the locker room wondering what the hell just happened.

 ***

                 "I told you I don't know his name..." I said again over the phone, as I drove down the back road heading to Amy's house. God, he is a wolf! Does he even have a name? I hadn't been able to stop thinking about him, or, rather, dreaming about him... About me... being a wolf with him.

    I stopped at the stop sign, looking both ways. But when I stop I feel the same feeling I'd had when I'd woken up from my dream last night. The shiver that crawled up my spine telling me that someone, or something, was watching me.

    "Paige?" I quickly closed my eyes and shook my head, then opened them again. Thinking that maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. I repeated the process at least three more times before Amy began yelling into the phone.

    "Are you okay?"

    "I'm fine... just stop screaming. I have a headache. Maybe I should go back home. I don't want to get you sick." Or killed by some creepy stalker like what happens in the movies... I add silently.

               "No, Paige, c'mon. We haven't had a slumber party in forever! I'll take my chances, besides you know I never get sick." She answers more quietly sounding slightly concerned.

    "It's just... remember Freshman year, in Gym class... when I had that anxiety attack?" I explain, "I feel like that now. I'm constantly feeling like I'm in danger. Constantly wondering if I'm crazy. Last night I woke up thinking some one was choking me. I couldn't breathe. I feel nauseous. I'm shaking." My words were a statement but my voice formed an unknown question.

               "You're not crazy, Paige. Just take deep breaths. How close are you to my house?" She sounded so... calm.

               I shook my head, trying to get a grip on myself. "I'm right down the street, I'll be pulling into your drive way in like two minutes."

               "Just let yourself in... I love you, Paige. You know that, right?" She didn't sound calm any more. she sounded sad.

    "Amy?" I asked quietly into the phone.

    "Yeah?" Her voice broke.

    "I love you, too." I laughed.

    "Forever? No matter what?" She questioned, but even after my re-assurences she sounds... doubtful.

    "Forever. We'll always be there for each other. Okay?" I promised, "I'm coming in now. Then you can tell me what's up, okay?"

    "Okay." She mumbled. I grabbed my gym bag and threw it over my shoulder before getting out of my car, I slip my keys into my pocket and I took a step on the ice path Amy's parents call a drive-way. My feet slipped out from under me causing me to land on my ass. "Ow," I said to no one in particular.

    "You've never been very graceful, have you, Paige?" I look up to see my grandfather extending a hand out to me.

    "Papa, what are you doing here?" I questioned, accusingly.

    "Repaying a debt." He answered while pulling me up off the ground and in for a hug. I feel him look over my head and nod. He squeezes me gently one more time, just before I see a wolf step out from the foliage behind my grandfather. It isn't my wolf, but as my Grandfather starts to pull away.

    I hear a familiar rumble from behind me, before I can turn around a strong arm clenches around me holding my arms down to my side, easily. While the free hand holds a cloth over my mouth and nose. For a few agonizing moments all I hear is my pounding heart beat in my ears as I panic and try to scream for help. I fight even as a voice whispers soothingly into my ear.

    He dropped the cloth, as I slummped back against him. The stranger stroked my hair as he began kissing my neck carefully lingering almost sweetly. He placed one last soft, warm, wet kiss behind my ear.

    "It won't hurt for very long. I promise. Just give me a chance." He whispered. Then I felt him bite hard into the skin that connected between my shoulder and neck. I screamed, in pain or ecstacy, I'll probably never know. My world began to fade out as I felt the stranger lick the wound he'd made. In that moment, I knew nothing would ever be the same. Not for me.