Wolf
Changes
"Dylan, wake up." I lifted my head and looked up at Harry's face.
"Hmm?"
"It's 9 o'clock. I need to go to work."
"Okay." I rolled over and buried my face in my blanket. That way, he can go to work and I can properly sleep in on a Saturday. "Happy birthday, by the way."
"Thanks." I expected him to leave after that, but I was surprised to hear his voice again. "Hey." I cracked my eye open so I could see him.
"Mm?"
"Call me if anything bad happens, kay?"
"Okay." After kissing my forehead softly, he left my room. My parents had been fighting lately and Harry's been amazing in helping me. My dad worked father away so majority of the days he was here, I stayed at Harry's. Anne and Gemma didn't seem to mind. Guess they understood.
I closed my eyes.
"Hey, Jake. I need to step out for a minute." His skin looked pale and clammy.
"Go for it. It's not very busy up here." The other boy murmured.
"Thanks, mate." Harry... the boy is Harry. That's his name. He exited the shop through a back door. For a second he just sat there with his head in his hands. His skin started to shake and he let out a pained cry.
I jolted awake. My skin was sweating and my breathing was heavy. What the hell was that?
10:00. That is so not considered sleeping in. I tried to go back to sleep.
I couldn't fall back asleep.
My mind was buzzing too much. I couldn't focus. My skin started convulsing, but only on my arm. Then I felt it.
It was almost like an invisible line that had connected me to Harry was struggling, pulsing, writhing along with my skin.
Something's happened to Harry!
I jumped out of bed but didn't bother showering or changing out of my sweats and TMNT t-shirt. Quickly grabbing my keys and slipping on my house slippers, I sprinted out the door.
"He's out back."
"Thanks." I rushed out the store's back door, ignoring him telling me that I couldn't go back there.
The first thing I saw when I fled the bakery was Harry's powdered form writhing on the ground.
"Dylan, stay away from me." He managed to choke out. His skin was flushed red, shaking violently.
"I need to help you!" I ran to his side and tried to lift him off the ground. I couldn't stop the tears from running down my face.
"It's normal. I'm Changing." I could tell it hurt him to speak.
"You're what?" He winced against the pain of me dragging him, wishing that I could just get him to my car and to a hospital.
"I'm Changing. I can only tell you once. Run far away before you see the monster I've become." Normally, I would've stayed but I saw fear, love, and care in his eyes. And I figured, I could at least listen to him on his birthday. I reached into the deep pockets of my sweats and pulled out a sparkly blue box containing the silver paper airplane chain that I had gotten him for his birthday. I sat it on the back steps and backed away slowly, tears falling in a steady stream down my face. I turned around and ran to my car as fast as I could.
His screams echoed in my ears the entire ride home.
"Hmm?"
"It's 9 o'clock. I need to go to work."
"Okay." I rolled over and buried my face in my blanket. That way, he can go to work and I can properly sleep in on a Saturday. "Happy birthday, by the way."
"Thanks." I expected him to leave after that, but I was surprised to hear his voice again. "Hey." I cracked my eye open so I could see him.
"Mm?"
"Call me if anything bad happens, kay?"
"Okay." After kissing my forehead softly, he left my room. My parents had been fighting lately and Harry's been amazing in helping me. My dad worked father away so majority of the days he was here, I stayed at Harry's. Anne and Gemma didn't seem to mind. Guess they understood.
I closed my eyes.
"Hey, Jake. I need to step out for a minute." His skin looked pale and clammy.
"Go for it. It's not very busy up here." The other boy murmured.
"Thanks, mate." Harry... the boy is Harry. That's his name. He exited the shop through a back door. For a second he just sat there with his head in his hands. His skin started to shake and he let out a pained cry.
I jolted awake. My skin was sweating and my breathing was heavy. What the hell was that?
10:00. That is so not considered sleeping in. I tried to go back to sleep.
I couldn't fall back asleep.
My mind was buzzing too much. I couldn't focus. My skin started convulsing, but only on my arm. Then I felt it.
It was almost like an invisible line that had connected me to Harry was struggling, pulsing, writhing along with my skin.
Something's happened to Harry!
I jumped out of bed but didn't bother showering or changing out of my sweats and TMNT t-shirt. Quickly grabbing my keys and slipping on my house slippers, I sprinted out the door.
As I pulled up to the bakery where Harry works, I saw that he wasn't in there.
"He's out back."
"Thanks." I rushed out the store's back door, ignoring him telling me that I couldn't go back there.
The first thing I saw when I fled the bakery was Harry's powdered form writhing on the ground.
"Dylan, stay away from me." He managed to choke out. His skin was flushed red, shaking violently.
"I need to help you!" I ran to his side and tried to lift him off the ground. I couldn't stop the tears from running down my face.
"It's normal. I'm Changing." I could tell it hurt him to speak.
"You're what?" He winced against the pain of me dragging him, wishing that I could just get him to my car and to a hospital.
"I'm Changing. I can only tell you once. Run far away before you see the monster I've become." Normally, I would've stayed but I saw fear, love, and care in his eyes. And I figured, I could at least listen to him on his birthday. I reached into the deep pockets of my sweats and pulled out a sparkly blue box containing the silver paper airplane chain that I had gotten him for his birthday. I sat it on the back steps and backed away slowly, tears falling in a steady stream down my face. I turned around and ran to my car as fast as I could.
His screams echoed in my ears the entire ride home.
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12/25/13