Jared's POV
I was surprised when I woke the next morning and Scarlet was sat up in bed watching me. You'd think it would be creepy but it wasn't. Seeing her beautiful eyes first thing made my day.
"Hey you're up early, wanna get some breakfast?" She's probably hungry anyway but no harm in asking.
Her lip twitched slightly before she bit it and nodded to answer me. Maybe she's trying to smile again. I wouldn't comment on it though, if I did there could be a chance that I could just make it harder on her.
I got up and went to the closet to change before I grabbed a few extra of my clothes and brought them out to her. She still sat there just watching me. Like she was fascinated with me in a way, not that I'm complaining.
I sat done next to her still holding the clothes for her. "Do you need any help getting dressed or do you think you can manage?" She reached out for the clothes to take them obviously believing she can do it herself. Not that I doubted her at all, just worried.
"Okay I'm going to be right outside the door so if you need some help just knock on the stand here and I'll come in." I told her while pointing to the nightstand next to the bed. She nodded and I took that as my queue to leave.
I closed the door quietly and leaned against it waiting for her to be ready.
I stared at the wall while I waited for her to be ready. Why are the walls painted this color anyway? It looks like the only thing that would go with it is elevator music. What color is it anyway, don't people always call it eggshell? Cause ya know saying white just isn't correct for some reason. God I really need someone to pai-
My thoughts cut off instantly when I heard a thump come from my room. I acted fast and without thought walking straight into the room.
Where I found Scarlet laying on the floor face down with a pair of my pants hanging off one leg. I hurried over to her and knelt done. Grasping her shoulders I flipped her over to see if she was alright. I was shocked yet again to see her eyes staring back at me.
"Are you okay?" I couldn't see anything wrong but I needed to know 100%. Her face was slightly pink while she nodded. I let out a small breath re-leaved she wasn't hurt again. If she got hurt again, god I don't know if I could take it very well.
I looked down to her legs, one of them still bare. I reached down to help her get the pants on but she was gone from my sight instantly. I looked up to see her huddled in a corner the pants still hanging off her body.
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The broken and fragile
Werewolf"She was knocked out on the ground in the corner of the room. Laying on top of that ratty old blanket completely naked...The room was cold even for me. I'm guessing they kept it air conditioned to keep her weak. The room was quite small and damp. He...
