Chapter Twenty-Six

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Skylar

I wake up with bleary eyes. I don't know what time it is. The curtains cover the window, casting a dark shadow across Ryder's room. Not our room. His room.

I cough violently, leaving my throat raw. My stomach is so empty, I actually want to eat some food. I usually don't eat much when I'm sick.

I know much time couldn't have passed if I still have pneumonia. And I'm in the same clothes, which stink now.

I stand up, only for my vision to be obscured by black spots. And the urge to throw up.

I sit back down for a few minutes before standing back up. The spinning in my head and stomach has decreased, but not by much.

I heave a great sigh as I walk to the bathroom. Once I get there, I brush my teeth and then look at my neck. There were two bites, very small. But they were red, so they were noticeable.

I was confused. Why did he bite me? And why did he look triumphant once he did.

Then I think of the impossible. He turned me into a werewolf. Was he so angry that he did that? That he'd turn me into a werewolf, a creature I despise? Well, other than Ethan, Alec, Makayla and Kaiyah, I know of no werewolves who I like. But he would do that. To torture me.

Crestfallen, I step out of his room and walk to my old one. It's quiet today. I didn't see anyone around.

I suppress a sigh and peel off my stinky clothes. When I walk past the mirror on my way to the shower, I don't look. Why would I? It's not like I look healthy.

I turn the water up as high as I can stand, nd than proceed to let it roll over me. All I could think about was the bite.

Why would he bite me!?

What is it for?

Am I going to be a werewolf?

At the last question, I choke back a sob. I don't want to be a werewolf.

So you want to be human? my subconscious asks, her tone soft for once.

I ignore the question. I don't know. I don't know what I want to be.

Yes you do, she answers.

I want to ask her how does she know. Does she know what I want? She is in my head.

But I don't want to know for some strange reason. What if a part of me does want to be a werewolf? The same creature that killed my Father. The same creature that Ryder is.

I mull over that thought as I wash up. I would've stayed in there longer if my stomach wasn't stormimg with bats that wanted to make me throw up.

I don't know what I'd do if I actually wanted to be a werewolf. But at the second time, that may not be the explanation behind the bite.

I walk to the closet where a few of my clothes are, and find a bottle of lotion on a shelf. After I lotion up, I get dressed in some sweatpants and a tank top. That seems to be all I wear.

I was going to walk to Ryder's room. I was going to force him to tell me what this bite meant. But then I passed Ethan's hallway. I had actually never been down Ethan or Alec's hallway. They seemed to own it.

But I learned which hallway was which. Alec's was the right, and Ethan's was the left. I'd seen him come out of the second room multiple times.

I contemplated on whether or not I should go there. Maybe he's calmed down. Maybe he knows about this bite.

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