My boyfriend is a Werewolf

"W-what d-do you m-mean?" I asked Brandon, still unsure of what he mean.

"I mean what I said. I'm..." he sighs. He looked like he was on the verge of crying. "Kevin, please promise me you won't run away from me. Please." he said, his eyes are now filled with tears, but he refuses to let them fall.

Somehow, I found my strength. "I won't. I love you." I gave him a little pec in the lips. He turns away from me, tells me to stay where I am, and walk away. He stops about 10 feet in from of me, and starts taking off his clothes.

'Ugh. Are you kidding me? He's undressing... and is turned away from me... that's just cruel' i think to myself. All of a sudden, I see Brandon on the ground, whimpering in pain, and back arched back.

"BRANDON!!" I scream, running to him. "Are you okay!! I'll go get someone!!" I get up to get some help, but he grabs my hand. I looked at him with a worried face. "Brandon, I'll be back!"

"No. You... need to see..." he said to me. I'm on the verge of crying, and against my judgement, I stay, and watch.

I close my eyes, hoping this all ends soon. Then, silence. I open my eyes, being welcomed to a nuzzle right in my face, almost touching me, and deep blue eyes looking at me.

"AAHHH!!" I scream, running behind me to the car. When I realize it wasn't following me, I look back. Only to see it with tears in its eyes. I gasp, wondering if this was... no.... can it be Brandon?

I slowly walk up to it, hoping it wasn't going to kill me. "B-Brandon...?" I ask it. Almost immediately, it wags it's tail, jumping up and down, liking my face.

'This is crazy... my boyfriend. Is a werewolf.'