Bite me

My flats made it so I could keep up with him as he ran on the sidewalk.
" Hey! Give it back! " I yelled tispy-ly.
I took off a shoe and chucked it in his direction hitting the back of his bald head. He stopped short enough for me to get behind him and put my arm around his neck. Struggling, he did the last thing I could have expected. He bit me. Right on the arm.
Suddenly, I felt light headed letting go.
" Shit..." I whispered, looking up at the man who was nowhere in sight as I held my arm.
Blood poured out where the teeth marks were at. I wasn't that far away from the club so I began to walk back in my horrible state. Blood was getting on to my dress as I walked, staining the perfect shade of crimson. Everything started to get blurry with each step I took. So I ran. Faster and faster. My brain couldn't focus. Blood, the blood smelled so weird.
But why was I thinking that of all things?
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Fae Tom Miller has always been the odd one out in her family. After her sister's death, she spent most of times going out avoiding her family as her family avoids her. Until one night where she's gets bitten trying to stop a robbing from happening.

Now strange things are happening, things she can't explain. How will she freshly go through life now that she's a WEREWOLF?