I slowed down, bringing the car to a stop, infront of the barrier. This was a different guard I notice, as he walks out the guard booth, approaching the car.
"I don't have approval, for this vehicle leaving today," he tells me.
I remain silent, not looking at him. Why the heck would anyone, need approval to leave this town. Didn't these supernaturals, have freedom? Maybe not, in the human world.
What am I to do? How do I get through? These thoughts, run through my head.
I had honestly forgotten about this part, when devising my plan earlier.
"I am going to have to notify Beta Ethan," the hulk looking guard tells me.
I panicked, and says,
"Don't call Beta Ethan, don't call Beta Ethan, don't call Beta Ethan."
I see his body stills, his eyes glazing over, then he repeats,
"Don't call Beta Ethan."
"No," I tell him quickly.
He stays quiet, staring at nothing.
Whatever this weird thing was, I was going to try my luck.
"Let me through, let me through, let me through" I say, staring at him.
"Let you through," he tells to me, then walks back to the guard booth. He goes inside and a few moments later, I see the barrier gate raising up.
I pressed the pedal to the floor, and drove through, like a bat out of hell, losting controll and almost turning over, the car in my haste to escape.
I didn't know what was happening to me, but whatever it was, I liked it.
Maybe I had powers, I giggled. I would definately know, if I had powers.
I was dealing with supernatural beings, so weird sh.it was bound to happen.
I drive to the end of the dirt road, and make a left turn. I didn't want to head back, towards the airport side. I wanted to explore, and see where this road would lead me.
After driving for about an hour, with only bushes and trees as my view. I realise that I should have searched for a map, and decided on a destination.
Right now I was lost. So very lost, no houses or humans in sight.
I drove for a few more hours, eventually coming to a town. I spied a gas station ahead, and pull over to refill the car.
I speak with the attendant, and he tells me, that I was in Baton Rue. He says the main city, Charolloy was twenty miles away. It would take me, eight hours to get there.
I decide to keep on driving, at least to the next town, Baketville which was only four miles away.
It was evening time now, and I should reach there before dark. I buy a map from the gas station, along with some drinks and snacks to give me energy.
I had never driven so long before. I had learned to drive at thirteen years old, my dad taught me how to drive his truck.
He died a year later, an accident my mother said. I never found out, what kind of accident, as she never told me. I never asked her again, as she got real sad whenever his name came up.
I see the 'Welcome to Baketville' sign up ahead. It looks like a thriving town, the buildings and houses were clean, and people were going about their business.
Almost like Bluemoon town, but without the supernatural beings. No witches and were-wolves, at least I hoped.
Being around humans, like my self would be great. I never knew, that wanting to be accepted and to belong, would become so important to me. I had experience, a slight inkling, of what my mother went through.
I drove into the town as the sun was setting, driving around, looking for a place to stay for the night.
After many a twist and wrong turns, I eventually see a sign, saying Baketville Inn.
I park the car in the lot, and turn off the ignition.
I grab my bag on the seat next to me, opening it I take out a blue scaft and a pair of thick ugly glasses, that belonged to Ms. Anna.
I place the scaft over my head, tieing it under my chin, trying to hide my face. I glance at myself in the rearview mirror, needing to adjust it. I pull the scarf down lower to my eyes, and put on the glasses, not satisfy, but it would have to do.
I get out of the car, locking it behind me, and walk into the Inn.
I lay on the double bed, after taking a bath. I was clad only in pair of white clean underwear. I had paid one hundred dollars, for the ensuite room.
The old man behind the counter, barely looked at me. I just needed to sign the register, under a fake name of course. He handed over the keys, to this room on the third floor.
I felt exhausted from all that driving, just wanting to close my eyes.
A knock at the door wakes me. I sit up in bed, wondering who would knocking on my door this hour. I knew that it was around two o'clock in the morning.
Did they find me already? I had been so careful, only using cash.
"Maybe its the landlord," I say to myself softly. I see the door knob being turn left and right, the knocking getting louder.
I get off the bed, grabbing my bag and go to the window. I open it and looked down. Damd it, I was too high up. I would hurt, if I jumped from this height.
The sounds of the door crashing in, puts my half naked body, halfway outside the window readying to jump, when a firm hand grabs me, and pulls me back in roughly.
The hand shakes me hard, and my bag falls to the floor.
"Are you crazy?" Ethan asks me angrily, shaking me some more.
I hear my teeth rattling together and my head starts spinning.
He lets me go, and I go to fall to the floor. He grabs me back and pulls me close to him.
"Get your stuff, we are leaving," he yells in my face.
"No," I say to him, trying to get out of his grip.
"I said get your stuff now!" he yells some more, letting me go.
"You are not the boss of me," I yell back at him.
I see Ethan's face starts to change, his nose got larger, his eyes bigger and his skin hairy. He growls at me meancingly.
I freeze, feeling scared. Was Mr. Wolf going to eat me now.
He turns his back to me, and I take my chances with the window. Before I could even reach it, I feel him grab me and flings me on the bed. I try getting up, but he pushes me back down, and straddles me, pinning both my hands over my head.
"Let me go, you monster," I scream at him, unable to move.
"Monster?" he questions. "Before, you seemed to enjoy this monster's kisses," he says leeringly.
"That was ages ago. I don't even remember it," I tell him.
"Well, let me remind you of how great it felt," he whispers seductively in my ear.
His gorgeous face was normal again, as he brings it, and his body closer to mines. He gently nibbles on my bottom lip, seeking access. I open my mouth a little, and he plunges his hot tongue into me.
Ethan kisses me like, there was no tomorrow. As if, I was all he needed to survive. I kiss him back, and he wraps his tongue around mines, twirling it, caging it. I surender to his dominance.
I feel something hard poking me, by my upper legs, but I ignore it, too caught up in Ethan.
He leaves my lips, and kisses every inch of my face. My forehead, my eyes, my cheeks, my nose. Ethan sucks on my chin, grazing me slightly with his teeth. I never knew this act, could feel so erotic.
I feel him place both my hands, into only one of his. I still couldn't get free, not even to touch. I feel his freed hand between us, caressing me on my naked stomach.
I tense a little, but he keeps it only there.
His mouth trails wet kisses down my neck, sucking on it.
Feelings of utopia takes over my body, I moan and squinch, twisting and turning under him. I get wet between my legs, soaking my panties.
I get lost in all these, old and new feelings, wanting, no, needing something, but not sure what.
His hand suddenly enters my panties, I freeze trying to get free.
"What are you doing?" I ask him, feeling petrified.
His hand stills.
"Trust me, you will love it," Ethan tells me softly, not removing his hand.
"I.... ahem, I don't think...," I begin to say, when he stops my words with a deep kiss.
"If you don't love it, I will stop," he says smugly, in between kisses.