Werewolf Forest

Werewolf Forest::Chapter 7

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I grabbed another piece of meat from the metal tray and shoved it in my mouth. It had now been exactly twenty-three days since I came here. Twenty-three days. Twenty-three days of confusion, twenty-three days of pain yet happiness. I chewed the meat slowly, thinking deeply.

Ever since Danny had taken my collar off I had been debating the whole "running away" issue. If I ran away, where would I go? I couldn't go home. I would never go back to my father. Where else could I go? I had no money no other family, in truth, I had nowhere to go. Maybe I could live in the forest. I could hunt for my food and sleep under the stars, but what kind of life was that? Living alone in the forest? No, I couldn't do that. As much as I loved my old night-time lone adventures to the forest, I couldn't be alone for the rest of my life.

'But I can't stay here, I mean they kidnapped me for cripes sake! And one of them beat the crap out of me! I'm miserable here.'

*Ya, but is it of your own making?*

'What?'

*Well, let's think about this for a second. They've been pretty nice to you since you've been all "yes sir" and "of course sir". Maybe, just maybe, we could be happy here. If we just follow orders and keep our head down, we could live here. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...After all, we do have Jason.*

I couldn't dispute that. Maybe it was my fault. Maybe, if I just behaved, I could live here and be happy. Just maybe. Jason was so nice and sweet...maybe...maybe I could have a life here... with him...

I looked to my side where Jason was sitting. He was gulping down food, not noticing me staring.

Maybe...just maybe...

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Jason and I were sitting in the camp, playing mancala with holes dug in the earth and stones we had found lying around. It was Jason's turn and he was taking forever so I leaned back on my hands and looked around the camp. I frowned when I noticed something.

"Hey Jason?"

"Ya?" he answered not looking up from the make-shift game board.

"Are there any other girls in this camp?" I continued to look around, seeing boy after shirtless boy sitting or eating or talking amongst one another, but not one girl. Why hadn't I noticed before?

He looked up from the game. "No," he answered simply.

"Why not?" I pressed.

He looked down again, seeming to deliberate his answer. He then looked up with a smirk. "Not all girls can be as tough as you. And as you have probably gathered, you need to be to live with us."