Ruby's POV
“Thank you, Joey. I thought you'd leave me to rely on first aid.”
“Whatever.” Joey responded, also accompanied by a scoff.
Maybe this was Joey's way of reconciling with me now that she had found out I wasn't much of a loser after all. I didn't bother asking for her help when the creature gripped me, because I was certain that she wouldn't assist.
When my stepfather tried assaulting me in his office. I had pleaded for Joey's help, just wanting her to get her claws out and defend me, but she refused.
I touched my healed neck once again.
What was that creature? The lights were off. I could only feel it's claws and the hairy nature of its hand. Was it a werewolf or some other beast that I had no idea about?
“Tomorrow, make sure you see a doctor. I feel really weak,” Joey sugg
