Don't Forget Me ~Werewolf~

SNEAK PREVIEW! Chapter 1 Who's Greyson?

"Don't forget me"  His rough, yet soft and enticing voice echoed into my ear as I suddenly began to drift off into a deep slumber. Feeling his fingers slowly sliding down my bare side and stopping down at my thighs. That was the night that I was going to forget it all. Forget everything that happened. When I wake it will all be nothing, but a dream.

My eyes furrowed together in displeasure as an annoying sound began to pound out through my head. I opened my eyes slowly to be woken up by my ever so loving alarm clock. With a groan I slammed my hand down onto the button that turned the damn thing off. 

"So, who's Greyson?" I heard a familiar preppy voice ask in a curious tone. I jumped startled from my best friend, Camilla sitting at the edge of my bed looking at me with complete curiosity. Camilla of course shared the apartment that I lived in with me, which was great. I mean she's my best friend in the entire world, but it can also be quite frustrating at other times.

"Cami what the hell are you doing in my room?" I asked her while trying to sound annoyed, but my voice just sounded dry and cracked from just waking up.

A light giggle escaped from her lips before answering "Well I heard screaming and thought you were being murdered" she started off with a smirk then slowly spreading across her lips "or something else, are you having sex dreams again?"

"Get. Out. Camilla" I gave her my best glare pointing my index finger towards my wide opened door, but knew that wouldn't work. So, with a roll of my eyes I got out of bed, and stopped in front of the giant full body mirror that I had in my room. It looked like I got hit by a train at least a hundred times.

"Fine I'll leave, I have work in a few minutes anyways" She spoke up as I went to pick up a piece of my tangled dark brown chocolate colored hair. I had dark circles underneath my eyes and It looked like my skin hasn't seen the sun in years. God, I needed a vacation.

 DESPERATELY.

After getting dressed and ready for the day I headed over into the kitchen, and seen Camilla scarfing down a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

"Dude slow down, you're going to give yourself a stomach ache" She just in return stuck her tongue out at me like a five year old, and continued eating like an animal.

"Okay mom" Camilla sung as she went to place her bowl in the sink, as I began to make my morning coffee. I needed it or else I wouldn't be able to function properly like a normal human being. 

"I'll be back later around sixish maybe? Give or take, but I gotta get going" Camilla spoke up rushed as she went to grab her purse, and threw on her jacket. 

"Alright, be careful, and make good decisions" I said while going to grab a mug from the kitchen cabinet. I heard her little laugh slowly fade as she walked out of the door. Finally alone at last. 

I didn't have work until tomorrow, and I could actually relax for once today.