Jay's POV:
The moment her touch disappeared all my muscles felt weak. All of a sudden I couldn't hold myself up, leaning heavily on my parents. I didn't hear what the conversation was but I felt Lillie's presence leave.
"Easy baby," my mother said as she led me to the lounge room and helped my onto one of the arm chairs. Its fabric was soft yet ruff. I stared at the orangey-red coloured arm of the chair when suddenly I heard my mother speak.
"Blake, go get the turning room ready. And a glass of water!" she spoke in short quick words her eyes resting on me the entire time. Those words. Turning room. They were familiar. I thought I remembered something for a second. A distant memory that tried to resurface, I must be going insane now.
"Jay? How are you feeling?" she asked me after a while. I looked at her a drop of sweat falling in front of my eye. I jumped back in my chair, since when was I sweating so much.
"Mum? I feel hot?" I asked looking over to the chair she was now sitting on across from me. I groaned as a shooting pain cursed up my arm.
Everywhere. Everywhere was in pain and it wouldn't stop.
She grabbed my hand, but it didn't help. I felt my head do a circle as slowly black was everywhere. The next thing I knew I was laying on my bed on top of my blankets. Immediately I checked my phone. All the messages were from the only person I cared about at that moment. I put it down next to me so I could think for a moment
I remembered everything. I was a werewolf, almost everyone in town was some sort of paranormal creature but Lillie was one of the few humans here. She needed to stay away. I was dangerous, too dangerous. A weird thought popped into my head She didn't seem human. She didn't smell human. She was different but not like any of the beasts in this town.
I quickly disregarded the thought and picked up my phone again.
Jay: Hey babe. I'm okay. Don't worry about me, just a bad fever. I'll talk to you tmrw :)
For a moment there was no reply.
Lillie: Ok. Call me as soon as you get the chance! I love you :)
Jay: Ok.
Jay: Also you can't come over for dinner tonight, lets post pone until tmrw
Lillie: Ok? :(
Lillie: Let me know if you start to feel better.
I didn't respond. She couldn't know who- no, what I was. It would ruin everything. Suddenly I remembered about Mr. and Mrs. Criket. The people who took me in after... the accident with my parents.
I grabbed a new T-shirt and threw it on running down the stairs two at a time. "Blake? Kristy?" I yelled. There was no reply. Oh no. That was never a good sign with someone like me, never.
I ran around the house checking all the rooms until finally I remembered the turning room was sound proof. I ran down into the basement and opened the door. There were two sides to this room.
The first one was a meeting place, directed to the right. A long round table sat in the center surrounded by wooden chairs, there were soft arm chairs along the wall next to it. Along the back wall was a long benched which had a shelf imbedded into the wall with endless rows of alcohol.
The left side of the room however had cages and chains. It was like a prison, or even a pound where they would look animals up. There was a thick wall of plastic separating the room and the hall leading into the room split into to so you could go into either door.
I looked around and again called out, "Blake? Kristy?"
"Jay?" came a worried voice. I followed it, but didn't dare enter the chamber room. I couldn't, not again.
"I'm here," I said cautiously until I saw Mr. and Mrs. Criket walk out of the chamber room.
"Ah Jay. I'm glad you've woken up! We have the room prepared for your first turning," Blake said smiling at me wiping his hands. I stood there and looked at him unsure.
"Now, now Jay. There's no need to worry," Kristy said stepping into the light. Her eyes were glowing, red. This wasn't like them, when their wolf was coming out their eyes would glow yellow. She tilted her head to the side harshly. I took a step back, something was very very wrong.
Sorry about the shorter update guys :/
I will try to update everyday but my mental health isn't the best.