{set in traphouse 1.0}
The blonde ran his fingers over his arm, wincing as his fingertips glided over the grooves that had been dug into his skin. His eyes screwed shut at the memory, at the screams and terror circling through his brain on repeat. He limped through the forest, tears flowing down his face freely as he held his arm to his chest tightly. He could see the full moon shining overhead.. it made him cower away. Leaves crunched under his feet as his blonde hair blew around in the gentle wind that was blowing. It was weird; it was such a peaceful night, yet Sam had never been more terrified. Finally, he saw the edge of the woods, and he could see the familiar lights of LA. He audibly sighed in relief as he saw his car parked exactly where he left it, and he broke into a jog; not relaxing until he was safely seated in his car. He instantly went to tend to his arm, where the angry cut was oozing bright red. It wasn't too deep, but it stung. It stung a lot. Sam went to grab his phone; call somebody, anybody. But he stopped. There was no point. What was he gonna say? "Help me, ive been attacked by a wolf".
They'd laugh at him; tell him to stop being stupid. There weren't wolves in LA, Sam knew that; but the past half an hour had proved him overwize. If he closed his eyes; he could see it happening all over again. The big, angry creature dragging its claw through Sams skin, snapping its sharp teeth right in his face. And it's eyes-the angry eyes-glowing bright red. And then it had walked away; growling at Sam as it disappeared into the woods. And Sam was left with an burning cut and a haunting memory of the video gone wrong. He didn't even know where his camera was. It was laying somewhere in the woods; forgotten and probably broken. He didn't care. He just wanted to go home. So he started his car, pulling out the car park and down onto the streets of LA.
The blonde winced, trying to dab at the cut on his arm with the disinfectant cream he'd found downstairs; but every time the stinging sensations caused him to hault his movements. It was 2am; and he'd walked through the front door to a quiet house; thankfully. Everyone seemed to be either asleep or in their rooms; so sam had managed to grab some disinfectant and bandages from the medicine cabinet and then gotten to his room safely. Well, that was until there was a gentle knock on his bedroom door.
"Dude? Sam?"
Colby.
"D-don't come in! I'm changing!" Sam lied, wincing as he tried to clean his wound again; but to no avail.
"Just wanted to make sure you got in alright.. you good bro?" Colby asked.
"I-ah!" Sam cut himself of with a wince as his cut began stinging once again.
"Dude-sam?" Colby asked again; and then his door was opening; and colby was staring at him with wide eyes.
"W-What happened?" Colby stuttered, coming in and closing the door behind him.
"I-I was filming a video..."
"Is it deep?" Colby asked, coming closer.
"Nah, it's alright. I'll be fine.. it just," he nodded towards the disinfectant "hurts."
"Do you want me to help?" Colby asked softly. Sam wanted to say no, wanted to do this himself so he could get it over with and forget the night; but Colbys gentle eyes and soft smile persuaded him to nod his head. So colby kneeled down in front of Sam who was perched on the end of the bed, and grabbed the disinfectant cream.
"Just... i don't know? Think about unicorns or something," colby offered jokingly; and Sam rolled his eyes.
"Thanks for that dude, I real-"
Sam was cut of as he winced, as colby had began to dab the disinfectant on his angry wound.
"Sorry," colby apologised, gently continuing to clean the wound as the blonde felt hot tears well in his eyes; and he looked away in embarrassment.
"There, done. Pass me that," colby instructed, and Sam quickly handed him the pack of bandages. Colby used his teeth to rip them open and pulled out one; wrapping it securely around sams arm. Once he was done; he stood up and sat down on the bed next to Sam.
"Want me to kiss it better?" Colby joked, and Sam just scoffed, kicking him gently.
The blonde then stared down at his bandaged arm; running his hand over the white fabric gently.
"What even happened?" Colby asked, shuffling a little closer to Sam. Sam paused, heart beat picking up. Could he tell him? Would he laugh at him? No. This was colby. Colby always believed Sam.
"I- you have to promise you'll believe me," Sam whispered. Colby furrowed his eyebrows, his jokey smile falling.
"You know me, dude," colby said reassuringly, nudging the blondes shoulder with his own.
"I-it was... it was a wolf," Sam mumbled.
Colby froze. Like, his whole body tensed up.
"And.. it could have just been the light-but it's eyes-were like- i don't even know... but they looked red, colby," Sam continued. Colby was staring at him, and his eyes suddenly drifted down to the blondes arm.
"A-and it scratched y-you?" Colby asked. His voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes were wide and he'd gone weirdly pale.
"Yeah! And then it just walked off?" Sam exclaimed, meeting Colbys eyes. The brunette didn't say anything, he just stared. Sam squirmed until his gaze, and finally Colby spoke.
"Sam..."
"You don't believe me?" Sam scoffed, crossing his arms the best he could without aggravating his injury.
"No- I do... but,"
"But what?" Sam fired back, standing up and moving to sit in his desk chair.
"I-oh my god Sam.." colby whispered, and it was then the blonde noticed the tears welling in Colbys eyes.
"Colby? What's wrong?" Sam asked, his eyebrows furrowing together as worry washed over his face.
The brunette suddenly stood up, walking over to Sam and pulling him up and out of the chair so they were face to face.
"I know what attacked you, dude."
Sam didn't sleep at all that night; his mind whirring. Colby had told him that they'd talk in the morning, but Sam was curious. As soon as the sun started to peak through the curtains, Sam got out of bed; had a shower and got dressed. He headed downstairs to get some breakfast, talked to Aaron for a bit; and when his roommate asked about his arm; Sam told him he'd fallen in the woods. Aaron had taken the lie; thankfully.
It was 10am when colby finally came downstairs, and the brunettes body tensed when he saw the blonde sitting at the counter on his phone. Sam smiled at him, but colby didn't return it.
"How's your arm?" Colby asked and Sam nodded.
"Sore, but okay."
Colby hummed, turning to open the fridge and bring out some leftover pizza from the night before.
"Eating healthy as always; I see," Sam smirked and a ghost of a smile danced on the youngers lips.
"Of course," colby joked back, before turning to walk back to the stairs.
"Wait-colby," Sam spoke abruptly. Colby turned around, looking at Sam expectantly.
"I-you said last night, that-you said we'd talk," Sam mumbled. Colbys body tensed again, as he nodded slowly.
"Uh-yeah. Just... be ready, at 12, okay. I'll take you somewhere- and explain everything, alright," colby decided.
Sam wanted to ask more; but colby was already walking back up the stairs. Sam sighed, turning his phone off and going to find a roommate he could pester until 12.
At half 12, Sam found himself back at the same forest he'd been at last night. Colby had driven him here. The brunette was beside him, not saying anything; just glancing around the trees as he walked. Sam wanted to ask, but he didn't. Suddenly, colby stopped walking, placing the bag on the floor. The brunette turned around and looked around the area; his eyes glancing at every inch of it.
"Colby-what are-"
"Right, Sam you have to listen to me," colby spoke sternly, pulling his jumper of and throwing it onto the floor. Sam blinked, as colby pulled his shirt of as well.
"Colby-"
"You have to promise me you won't freak out, okay," colby continued, yanking of his shoes, socks and jeans so he was standing there in his boxers.
"Colby-What the fuck are you doing-"
"Promise me!" Colby begged, and Sam could see the tears welling in his eyes.
"Y-your scaring me dude.." Sam whimpered slightly.
"Just- please... I'm still me, okay. I'm still colby, you're best friend.."
Sam went to ask more questions, but he was cut of by his best friends whole body convulsing...
Sam stared cluelessly as colby groaned, and the sudden snapping of bones caused him to jump back a few steps, and suddenly; in the blink of an eye, there was a wolf with glowing red eyes standing in the middle of the forest; not his best friend. Sam stepped back, colliding with a tree and scrambling to get behind it. The wolf-colby... had different fur than the wolf that attacked him last night; but Sam was still shaking. The creature started walking towards him, and Sam continued backing up.
"S-stay away!" Sam yelled, as the wolf continued to approach him. Sam turned around, ready to sprint out of there; when he remembered his best friends words from a few moments ago.
"Just- please... I'm still me, okay. I'm still colby, you're best friend.."
But as soon as Sam took another look at the wolf- the words were forgotten. It was reminding him too much of last night- the pain, the terror- his screams...
Sam ran. He sprinted towards the edge of the woods as quickly as he could. He glanced over his shoulder; and to his relief, that wolf-colby.. was not following him. When the blonde reached the car park, he ran past his friends red car; running towards the street and racing down the pavements. He ended up calling Corey to come and pick him up from outside some fast food place. When his friend asked what was wrong; Sam lied.
"I- I was shopping with c-colby. He wanted to look around some more- but.."
He didn't finish, he couldn't. But Corey nodded anyway, believing him.. thank god.
He didn't see Colby again until that evening, when he heard a knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" Sam asked.
"It's me."
Sam tensed.
"No. Stay out there... don't come in!" Sam yelled, standing to go and sit with his back to the door; just in case the brunette didn't listen
"Sam..."
"No! No I don't want to hear it! Just leave me alone!"
Silence. After a few moments, the blonde felt some weight pressing against the door, and it didn't take long to realise colby was sat down, mirroring his position on the other side of the door.
"I promise... I'd never hurt you," colby whispered, and Sam could tell he was crying.
"Don't lie to me," Sam spat, bringing his knees to his chest.
"Just.. we need to talk; Sam!" Colby tried again, but Sam wasn't having it.
"There's nothing to talk about! You showed me you're... thing- and that's it," Sam grumbled.
"No! No Sam that's not it!" Colby sighed.
Sam rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands and groaned.
"I know what you are now-colby. And i think it's best for both of us if you just go away," Sam sighed.
"Sam! God dang it, don't you see. You got scratched by something.. a werewolf..."
Sam scoffed.
"So you have your own name and everything," Sam chuckled, but it wasn't a happy one. It was harsh and it stung colby as soon as it left the blondes lips.
"Just listen to me!" Colby snapped.
Sam jumped at the seriousness in his friends tone, and fell silent.
"It's infected you... Sammy."
Sam froze, his breath catching in his throat. His stomach churned; and Sam honestly thought he was going to be sick. Tears swelled in his eyes and he stared at the scratch on his arm. He was... he was a werewolf.... no. He couldn't be.
"Go away.." Sam whispered.
"Sam-"
"GO AWAY!" Sam screamed, banging his fist into the door as he exploded into sobs; tears falling down his cheeks. To his relief, he heard the brunette standing up and going into his own room. Sam pushed his face into his knees and continued to cry; his heart racing as he come to terms with what colby has just told him. He was a werewolf.
The next morning, Sam was eating his cereal at the counter. He felt sick; and the food tasted like ash in his mouth; but he ate it anyways. He was on edge, waiting to suddenly turn into a big brown wolf. He knew that probably wasn't how it worked; but in all honestly he didn't want to know. He never wanted to know.
"H-hey.."
Sam snapped his head up, eyes landing on colby, who was wavering at the bottom of the stairs. The brunettes eyes were bright red and he had bags under his eyes. It made sams heart clench; but the blonde ignored it. Sam stood up, walking to the stairs and attempting to shove
past colby; but the brunette grabbed his wrist.
"Sam.. please.."
"Don't touch me!" Sam yelled; pulling his wrist from Colbys grip. Colby looked down at the floor, shuffling his feet.
"Can we just... talk. Please?" Colby whispered, looking up at the blonde. The brunette had tears in his eyes; and Sam sighed. He nodded reluctantly, and Colbys face brightened slightly. They made their way to the gaming room, and they sat on the sofa next to each other.
"I'm so sorry, Sam.." colby began softly.
"You didn't do this," Sam sighed; nodding towards his scratched arm.
"No... no but- I mean.. I'm sorry about everything. I didn't want you to ever have to find out like this.. I didn't want you to find out at all.." colby whispered, his voice breaking in places as a few tears rolled down his cheeks.
"When did this happen to you?" Sam asked.
"When we lived in Kansas. I didn't know what to do... I was scared to tell anyone... and I'm sorry- I should have told you but.. well you know how scary it is.." colby sighed. Sam nodded.
"I'm sorry I was so harsh... to you." Sam muttered.
"You had every reason to be," colby told him.
"No, I didn't. You tried to help me, and I freaked. I was just scared... I mean... my best friend was a wolf.." Sam muttered.
Colby chuckled slightly, wiping his eyes. He shuffled a little closer to Sam, laying a hand on top of his.
"I'll help you.. with everything," colby promised.
"It's not so bad, when you're used to it.."
Colby smiled reassuringly. Sam nodded, and gave the brunettes hand a squeeze back.
"Yeah... yeah. Thanks," Sam muttered. Colby interlaced their fingers, bringing them up and kissing the back of Sams hand gently... so gently. Sam smiled, eyes diving into Colbys.
"You're not on your own, Sammy."
"I promise."
Tried something a little different 🤷♀️ this is probably complete garbage cos idk how werewolves work lol 😂
I hope everyone's doing okay in quarantine! The fact that things are slowly getting better and lockdown might start to be slowly weakened (in the uk atleast) is such a huge relief :))
Stay safe everyone! 🤍🦋