Forbidden love with a werewolf

Episode two - The plan

It is dark and the wind is blowing against my back. It gives me shivers all over my body. I’m not able to move. Stuck in my position I scan my eyes over my surroundings. But it is too dark to see anything in front of me. My breathing is accelerating. I feel my heartbeat pounding in my chest.

                ‘You killed me’ it’s like a whisper. It makes the hairs in the back of my neck stand up. The voice came from behind me. I want to turn around and look who’s voice it was. But I still can’t move. I try to scream, but no sound is leaving my lips. ‘You killed me’ the voice says again. This time it was closer. I feel his breathing to my shoulder. A figure is moving in my sight, stepping in front of me. It is the man I shot.

                ‘It can’t be you’ I stutter, finding my voice back, ‘You’re… you’re dead’ a tear leaves falls down my cheek. It feels warm.

                ‘BECAUSE YOU KILLED ME’ he yells. He makes me shoot. It is now that I see he is covered with blood. He leans in, getting closer to my face. I hear his breathing, it sounds shallow. I see his eyes changing. There becoming dark yellow and his breathing is getting heavy. He screams out a cry, hurting from his body transforming.

                ‘No! No! Please!’ I scream. He’s changing into a wolf. He will tore me to pieces in a blink. ‘No! Stop! I didn’t mean to! I had to!’ but he doesn’t react to my word. In seconds a fully transformed wolf is standing before me. He is big with a light brown fur. His eyes darken at the sight of me. I know I’m going to die. I hear the growls echo trough the dark, it fills the room. Screams disappear from my mouth.

                ‘MIA! Wake up!’ it is a familiar voice. I feel someone shaking me. ‘Mia, wake up’. The dark room I stood in earlier has disappeared. I wake up to see my own room. I’m soaked in sweat. Next to me is sitting Kenneth. He has a worried look resting on his face.

                ‘Nightmare?’ he asks. He gives me a tissue. I have been crying.

                ‘Yeah, nothing more then a nightmare. You don’t have to worry’ I try to reassure him. I don’t want him to be bothered with my problems. After that one night I have been doing research work for the last week. But I keep thinking back to the young man lying on the ground. The sound leaving the gun in my hand and him collapsing in the grass.

Kenneth is still mad at me for doubting Uncle Sam. But I can’t shake the feeling werewolves are not as bad as Uncle Sam is making them seem. I have been searching the boy I… killed on the internet. His name is Vince. I found his i********: and f*******:. He looks like an normal boy of his age. Going out with friends, study, and so on. He doesn’t look like a killer to me. It makes me even worse. Knowing he had a life and people are probably missing him, searching for him, wondering what happened to him.

After realising these things and seeing his social media, the nightmares became worst. I wake up screaming every night. I want it to stop. But it is what I deserve after what I did.

                ‘Don’t worry?! You have them every night!’ Kenneth says. He steps away from my bad, to the bathroom. I pull myself up and place myself at the edge of my bed. Kenneth walks back into my room with a glass of water. ‘Drink this,’. I take the glass out of his hands and place is at my lips. After a couple of sips I put the glass down at my nightstand.

                ‘Can you call Sander please?’ I notice now my voice is sore from screaming.

                ‘Why? You can say to me what you want to tell him. Talk to me. We haven’t talk about any off this since that night’ he sits next to me. I feel bad for him. He really wants me to talk too him, but I can’t tell him what I’m thinking right now. He can’t know what I’m up too.

                ‘I talk too you someday. But know I really want to talk too Sander. Please call him,’. Kenneth looks disappointed. But then he takes out his phone and hands it over too me. I have a phone off my own. But Uncle Sam took it from me when he heard I thought not all werewolves are bad. Then he saw my search history of Vince’s social media, he took my phone away. It is strictly forbidden too speak about any of our kills after it’s done. It’s too risky. And searching about them is just as bad, he told me. ‘Thank you, I be quick,’ I say while I take the phone from his hand. I dial Sanders number and place it too my ear. I hear the dial tone for a few seconds before hearing Sander’s voice.

                ‘Hello?’ he says with a sleepy voice. ‘Who’s calling me in the middle of the night?’.

                ‘Sander, it’s Mia. Please come over to our place. You sleep here afterwards’ I beg him. It is silent for a while so I ask him once more.

                ‘Alright. I’ll be there in 30 minutes,’ he says before hanging up. I give Kenneth his phone back. Kenneth stays for me until Sander arrives. Then he walks to the door and before leaving he turns around one more time.

                ‘If you need me, you know where to find me, Sis’ he then exits my room, closing the door behind him. I immediately focus my attention to Sander.

                ‘I need to do it. Tomorrow I’m planning at going,’ I say.

                ‘No, Mia. Please. Did I come all the way over here to hear your crazy plan? You can’t do it, you just can’t’ he says trying to make me realise. But I know it is a risk. But it is worth it.

                ‘I have nightmares every night. I think about it all day. It even got my phone taken away. I need this. I will not ask you to come with me, I would never do that too you. But please don’t try stopping me. I need your support with this. If Uncle Sam finds out, he’ll kill me,’.

                ‘But going too the ceremony is so dangerous. You will be surrounded by werewolves. What if they find out you’re a werewolfhunter or worse… That you killed there missing beta?’ he whispers. He is afraid Kenneth will hear.

                ‘They don’t know if he is even dead. The ceremony is to honour him. Dead or alive. I need too go there, too be part of that. Maybe it can be a closure. I will blend in and stay at the back. No-one will even notice I’m there,’ I say. But Sander shakes his head.

                ‘No-one will notice we are there,’ he says.

                ‘Really? You would do that for me,’ I say. I feel a smile surface at my face.

                ‘If you think I will let you go in there alone you’re crazy. I’m coming with you. It won’t hurt having the best werewolfhunter in this country at your side,’ he says with a smile.

                ‘Wait is Kenneth coming too?’ I tease him. He gives me a playful punch.

                ‘But really I’m coming with you. It’s not safe. But no-one can know. Not even Kenneth. He will tell Uncle Sam immediately. And it’s in and out. When I see you’re having a hard time, we’re out off there. If they notice us and start asking questions, we’re gone. That’s the plan,’ he puts out his pink. I lock mine with his. ‘Pinky promise’ we both say.

Sander and I talk for another hour before he leaves to the guestroom to go to sleep. I put my head down on my pillow. I’m scared. Scared for the ceremony tomorrow. Scared of falling asleep and waking to a nightmare again. Scared of what Kenneth will say when he finds out what I did. Scared of what Uncle Sam will do to me. Thoughts are filling my head and sleep seems so far away. But then I think about what Sander told me before he left my room.

                ‘Don’t worry. I get you trough this. You’re not alone, I’m here for you. It will all be okay. You’re stronger than you think. Now get some rest, try to sleep and tomorrow maybe you will finally get that closure’.

With that thought in my head I fall asleep.