Milo

Chapter 2

   "Rihanna your home late any reason?" Her father asked.
   "My friend was having emotional issues," Rihanna said.
   "Me and your mother told you to be home for dark, it's been a rule forever," he said.
   "I know.. it's just we were sitting at the park and I hadn't realized how dark it got by the time her foster mother came to get her," Rihanna explained.
   "I'll let you have a warning this time, but only if you bring your friend over, you haven't in so long!"
   "Dad! You can't do that! And besides I don't think she'd want to come over anyway, she's not that type of person, she's kinda a loner," Rihana said.
   "Then how'd you become friends?"
   "Tyson, she chased after him for me, and brought him back within seconds. I asked to be friends, and she agreed," Rihanna said.
   "Anyway, get some sleep, you have school tomorrow."
   "Alright dad," Rihanna said heading upstairs. She didn't bother to change, she just went straight to bed.
   She dreamed of Milo picking up Tyson, then she glitches and looked creepy.
   Milo still held Tyson, but his blood was on her face. He was dead and she had large fangs like a wolf.
   Rihanna woke up, rubbing her head, what was that? Is my mind trying to tell me something? Milo can't be that bad, I mean she cried all day after school, over I don't even know what.
   "RIHANNA! GET UP AND GET READY!" Her father called from the kitchen.
   "Coming!" Rihanna did her usual rutine. She then ran downstairs, skipping breakfast, and headed straight for the shool.
   When she arrived, Milo wasn't at her usual lunch table, and at lunch Milo still wasn't there.
   Where could she be? I figured she'd rather be here then in her foster home.
   "Hey are you looking for Milo?" A boy Rihanna knew as Lukas asked.
   "Yeah, have you seen her?" Rihanna asked.
   "Well, actually it's that I haven't seen her. I usual see her leave her house at four a.m. I don't know where she goes. I didn't see her this morning," Lukas said.
   "Oh, can you take me to her house?" Rihanna asked hopefully.
   "Oh yeah, meet me out front, my dad can give you a ride to our neighborhood," Lukas said.
   "Thanks," Rihanna said leaving to class as the bell rang. The hours passed slowly, and so did the drive to their neighborhood.
   "That's her house," Lukas pointed as they got out of the car.
   The house he pointed at was two stories tall. Rihanna looked at each of the empty windows.
   She walked up to the gate of the house. Before she even opened the gate an older boy, not much older, stepped onto the porch.
   "Milo's right you are persistent. Unless you're not here for her," he said.
   "I am," Rihanna said.
   "Well come in, Milo's in her room," he said disappearing inside. Rihanna followed quickly closing the door behind her.
   "Hello again dear, Milo's at the end of the hall upstairs. Her room is probably open, so just go in," The foster mother said.
   Rihanna nodded and went upstairs. The boy who greeted her at the door, now stood looking into the room.
   She came to his side.
   "She hasn't moved since her alarm clock went off," he said.
   Rihanna passed him and walked slowly around bed to see Milo's face.
   Her eyes were dull and there was a small puddle of tears on her pillow next to her.
   "You actually came to me," Milo said in a weak voice.
   "Yes, I wanted to know why you weren't at school," Rihanna said.
   "Is that all?" Milo asked her voice barely a whisper.
   "I had a dream about you.." Rihanna started.
   "Really? What was it about?" Milo asked her voice coming back.
   "Well you were your normal self. You lifted up Tyson, then you glitched, and became an evil monster, with huge fangs and.. killed Tyson," Rihanna said.
   "I'm sorry," Milo said.
   "For what?" Rihanna asked.
   "For bringing you into my mess of a life.. for allowing my dreams to be yours," Milo said.
   "What are you talking about?" Rihanna asked
   Milo sat up, putting her legs on the floor. She stood up and went up into Rihanna's face. She swallowed.
   "I'm not strong because I work out, or fight, or anything like that. It's because.." Milo turned to the boy outside her room.
   "Milo it's up to you, you're the only one in this house. And if you trust her, and maybe love her, you'll have to tell her eventually," He said.
   Milo looked back to Rihanna, "Don't run, don't scream, just stay calm because I need you to know this.."
   Rihanna stared into her eyes. They were hopeful. Rihanna nodded slowly.
   "Rihanna.. I'm a werewolf," Milo said.
   Rihanna stepped back, tripping over herself, Milo wrapped her arm around her back, pulling her back up.
   "Milo.." Rihanna didn't know what to say.
   Milo stepped away sitting down on her bed. Her expression was unreadable.
   "I don't know what to say... my dad is a really nice person, but he's really strict about werewolves. I.. think he's a werewolf hunter," Rihanna said.
   "That doesn't matter, what matters is what you are," Milo said.
   "I don't know what to be," Rihanna said.
   "Then.. I know we haven't done anything before this moment, but.. will you be my mate? I mean girlfriend?" Milo asked.
   "Girlfriend? I thought you were straight Milo," the boy said.
   "Shut up Griffen! And besides you're gay so why can't I be?" Milo said.
   "That's not true! I've just never been with a girl," Griffen said.
   "Whatever! So.. Rihanna? What do you say?" Milo asked.
   "So does mate mean girlfriend in.. wolf?" Rihanna asked.
   "It means forever partner, forever to love, to take care of each other," Milo said.
   "Milo.. I would love to be your girlfriend!"