The PAST- Young Derrick POV:
‘WHAT. HAVE. I. DONE?!’ I can taste metal in my mouth… I can’t get the taste out! I cupped my hands, taking the water and splashing it in my mouth. I tried scraping my tongue with a hand towel until I bled, but I couldn’t get rid of what I had done. Her blood still coursed through my veins as if it was taunting me! Her dried blood was even on my hands and arms as if it couldn’t get worse. I scraped every inch of my skin, until my skin started to rash up from the excessive cleaning. I needed to get it off of me; this horrible feeling eating at me. Why won’t this pain go away!?
‘Why did I attack her? What is wrong with me?’ My mind seemed to be in haze as it repeated the events leading up to her death. Her jet- black alluring wolf runnin
