I'm in Love with a Werewolf

I'm in Love With a Werewolf - Part 18

In case you might be confused, this is back to Allison's point of 
view, continuing from last night. By the way, it's summer! Which means 
no school. That means, I'm not that busy, so more storytimee. Yayy. :D
 Also, I thought I had uploaded this last month, I guess I didn't. Aha, I'm a fail. XD Oh by the way, I seriously have no clue why my layout is like this. I emailed this to myself from my ipod in order for me to upload it and it just turned out this way. Strange right? Anywayyy, enjoyy! ♥

Im in Love With a Werewolf

Part 18



I crawled back into bed and cried, sinking my whole body beneath the 
covers. Damon was here, leaving a mark on my body, scarring me. The 
worst part is, I didn't even know it.

My fingers slid down and felt the scratch, making me flinch with every 
touch. I didn't even notice it before, but now that I did, it hurt 
more then ever.

Damon was here. These words scar my life. My brother scarred me.

Trying to sleep with the scar was unbearable. I forced myself to get 
out of bed, and sat back in front of my window. The ground was cold 
and hard, but I didn't care. I laid down and let sleep overwash me 
that way.



My comfortable bed was the place is woke up in. I guess my parents 
picked me up and carried me into bed, so I didn't have to bear the 
hard ground.

After freshening up, I carried myself down the stairs and tore a note 
off of the fridge that I've never seen before. It was from my parents, 
stating that they had left already. They don't even bother waking me 
up, why did they leave so early? Their flight was scheduled for 
tomorrow. I guess they had to leave unexpectedly early for some 
reason. I guess all I have to do today is, absolutely nothing.



It was just so particularly boring today. I hadn't talked to anybody 
or done anything great, but I still didn't feel alone. I felt secure 
for no reason at all, and that freaked me out.

Flipping channels through the tv didn't do much. Stuffing myself up 
with food just made me full. Even studying and catching up on 
schoolwork was a bit hard. Why was I so bored? Maybe someone had to be 
online for me to talk to.

Surely enough when I signed in, I saw Liam's username blinking on my 
screen, and Seth's as well. Screw Liam for now, Seth would probably 
brighten my day.

-hiiiiii :D- I IMed him.

After a good 10 minutes I got a reply, and even Liam managed to IM me 
before him. Liam asked if I was alright, and I assured him I was 
completely fine. Seth just hey, meaning I had to start the conversation.

-what's up?- I began.

-not much. Seen Liam lately?-

Liam? Where'd his name come from...?

-what about him?-

-oh nuthin, just wonderin-

-why?-

-lol is it wrong for some1 to ask abt some1 else?-

-I guess not...-

-lol k thenn. I'll ttyl bye-

And then he signed off. Liam hadn't replied after I said I was fine, 
so I just signed off and started to prepare my dinner. Pasta was what 
I was having to eat tonight, not like I had to share it with anyone. 
Right as soon as this thought had popped into my head, my doorbell rang.

I got up to answer it and was greeted by this black haired, green eyed 
boy. He didn't seem that older then me, he could have been my age.

"Yes?" I asked.

He rubbed his chin and flexed for no reason, making me roll my eyes at 
how he was showing off.

"Are you, Allison Withers?" his voice asked me. He had on this smile 
and it looked like his eyes were twinkling.

"What do you want?" I asked, annoyed by his behavior.

Without asking, he made his way into my house and plopped down onto 
the couch. He started sniffing the air, and the next thing you know he 
had a bowl of pasta in his hands. I grunted in disbelief at how rude 
he was, although it was the strangest thing ever.

"What the he-"

"What happened to your leg?" he interrupted. I hadn't even noticed he 
was staring down at my scar.

I blushed and tried to think of an excuse. "Uhh, my dog bit me."

He looked around and frowned. "You have a dog? Really, where?"

I hadn't thought this through. "He...died."

He chuckled. "Your dog bit you, and then died?"

"Time to go! I don't know you, sorry!" I said, pushing him out of my 
house.

"But Miss, the pasta-"

"Keep it, I have plenty! 'Kay bye!" I squealed, releacing a sigh of 
relief as I finally shut the door.

I ran back into the kitchen and realized that guy had just barged into 
my house, and ate my dinner. It didn't really matter anyway, I had 
lost my appetite. Within the next 5 minutes, I was yawning so much, 
even though I was wide awake right before. I just laid down, and 
surprisingly, I instintly fell asleep.



The next morning, I felt awfully energetic, that I rushed and got 
ready in just a matter of minutes. I began my walk to school over 20 
minutes early, and I just couldn't explain why. I walked into the 
parking lot and sat on the bench, reading some of my textbooks since I 
had nothing else to do. School was about to start and I was already 
walking inside of the building, unpacking and gathering my things for 
classes. I sat patiently for a while, not paying attention to the 
teacher and other students. It wasn't until later that day when Liam 
grabbed me by the arm and pulled me secretly inside of an empty 
classroom, while I was on my way to the bathroom.

"Liam, what's the meaning of this?" I asked.

"Nothing, I just wanna know if you're alright?"

"Li-am! I'm fine! Seeeeee." I jumped up and down to show him that my 
leg was fine, but he grabbed hold of me suddenly.

"Liam..." my voice faded.

"I've just been, worried. I think it was my fault you got bit, and the 
pain...does it hurt?" Liam said, his arms wrapped tightly around my 
waist. He looked like he was about to cry.

"No, it doesn't. It did at first, but now I feel fine. I feel more 
then fine, actually. I feel great! Don't worry!" I tried calming him 
down.

He still held on, and we stood in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Liam?" I asked.

He let go and said, "yeah?"

"I have to go to the bathroom..." I stared at the ground, although 
there was nothing that caught my eye there. However, Liams laughing 
made me look up and smile.

"Then go!" he laughed.

Before quietly exiting the classroom, Liam added a "Be careful" and 
then I was on my way to the bathroom. Don't worry Liam, I'll be fine.