Accusations

He was looking at me intensely with his eyes twitching in almost resentment. I knew that look. I used to get it from most of my college coursemates who for one reason or the other, I can't fathom, feel some form of hatred for me and Sandy. 

“Babe, are you okay?” Sandy said to him. He suddenly regained himself from whatever was going on through his mind and forced a smile on his killer sweet face. No wonder my friend is enraptured. This guy is the kind of guy you only imagine his existence. The kind of people you see in front of a posh magazine, but never really believe you would be fortunate to mingle with.

“Say something” Sandy pushed. His eyes twitched again before he reached out to shake me. “Hy,”

I shakily reached out to take his hand halfmindedly, as if I fear if I touched him, something strange might happen. “Hy” I bit out my eyes still steady on his.

He snatched back his hand rather forcefully and looked about the club in somewhat agitation. I'm beginning to think he's not feeling well. Why is he acting so weird? He had this look as if he has seen me somewhere before. But that is not possible because I have never met him or anyone that looks like him before in my life.

“Okay, guys, it seems everything is awkward. Why don't we sit and have something right? Yeah that's it” I smiled my encouragement and sat down, while my eyes took in our environment. 

There were just people. Nothing off about them. Though they looked hunkier and somehow very handsome still, they could be humans. Sandy had said some humans were here so how am I sure who is who?

Having seen enough, I turned to the elusive guy and watched him. Sandy was almost folding into him as they whispered something I couldn't hear. He bent and whispered something into her ear and she giggled aloud. Her voice almost calling bluff the music blaring in the club. 

I was feeling so uncomfortable and awkward sitting with them while they did all that lovers deeds. 

A waiter came forth and he told him something before the waiter left to get whatever he might have requested. I cleared my throat getting tired of being kept aside. Sandy looked at me, her face lighting up as they beheld me “Sorry babes. Feeling left out? Don't worry the night is still young maybe we can get you a..” she looked around the club before her face amassed some glint. She pointed ahead “partner.”

I heard a growl and trembled on my seat before her boyfriend snapped his neck to look at her “Sweetspot, don't be like that. Does she need a partner?” his thunderous voice reverberated around us. Why is he concerned with me having a partner? I have to find someone, particularly his kind,  to hook up with so that I can get some information.

My Inquisition perked up, I fixed him with a gaze and waited until Sandy finished telling him something before throwing my first missile at him. “So Adrian, I hear you a __” I splayed my hands in the air in a humorous gesture believing he would understand.

He chuckled followed by Sandy “You should know better about that”

I was taken aback. Why would he say that “Baby, Kim doesn't believe that your kind exist? In fact, we used to be strong advocates of anti_wereolves and vampires”

He grinned boyishly, hinting at a one-sided dimple “Then she's pretending”

“Me? Pretend? how?” I was more curious now. I didn't just want to sit on the side and hear it. Maybe before I found my victim for tonight, he would give me a headline. “Why do you think I would pretend?. I hate__” I hesitate and looked at Sandy before continuing. I have to calm down like she told me. 

He was riling me up but I shouldn't fall for it. It's obvious he doesn't like me, which is coming as a surprise since he doesn't know me. Unless Sandy must have told him that I hated his kind “I don't believe in your existence. Even with Sandy telling about you and...and little happenings in my life, which I believe are coincidence, I still don't believe”

He dimmed his eyes and leaned forward, his body occupying the space between us without much of his awareness, he looked me deep into the eye that I had to fidget to my toes and looked away “Then, now I'm concerned Kimberly” the way he called my name was almost elusive. It sounded like mockery to my ears.

He is giving me chills. If he wanted to scare me, he has definitely succeeded. I leaned back on my chair and gave up. There is no way I'm talking to someone who would regard me in that manner and even make sinile comments to me. I came here for answers not to accumulate more puzzles. I just asked one question and now I had a thousand more questions to ask. It seems the more I dig, the more curious I get.

I gawked at him through the hood of my eyes and recoiled when I caught him looking at me. Sandy was typing on her phone with her body meshed on his. I could feel goosebumps rise on my body and wish he would stop looking at me like that. It was really outrageous and even more so, the way I'm responding to him.

“Are you okay Kimberly?” I pinch my eyes close and bit into my tongue to hold back from lashing at him for the way he was saying my name. Sandy sat up and dropped her phone in her bag before turning to us. “Guys, I will be right back” she stood and strolled out of the place.

No way! How will she leave me with this lecherous fellow? From the way, he was looking at me, I can't trust him. I thought the writer said mates are supposed to be faithful to their partners due to the bond? Why is he glowering at me like that? I shifted on my chair and tightened my leg with my bag on top of my laps as though it was supposed to protect me. 

“Kimberly” he growled causing me to look sharply at him. The sound came out like he was suffocating. Is he okay? 

He crouched across the table towards me and I unconsciously backed away from him. His eyes creased in a smirk “You think I don't know what game you are playing? You might manage to fool everyone but definitely not me”   

I was more befuddled right now. “What...what are you saying?” I stuttered, still watching his movement from the hood of my eyes refusing to meet his gaze. 

His finger was on my lap the next second trailing distinct circles with his eyes still on me. I gasped and withdrew my legs from his hands but he instantly held me strong and wouldn't let go “What are you doing you philandering hoot!” I smacked his hand and said through gritted teeth.

“You broke my heart after everything. All I wanted was your heart, your love but you chose him over me. All these years, All these years I thought you were dead meanwhile you were hidden among the humans without no conscience of how your people were fairing. What kind of Luna are you?! We all thought you were fucken dead”

I was sweating profusely by now. My bleary eyes were now more focused on confusion, consternation, mental turmoil. Luna? Me a Luna?

“I don't understand. What are you even saying? Me a Luna? You must be out of your mind! Do you know what you saying? Do you even know me? I've never met you before. And what's the nonsense about me choosing someone else over you? I have never met you in my life before” I felt sweat trickle down my face and quickly swiped it out.

He wasn't talking again. He just maintained an oblivious gaze at me in a way that seems as if he was trying to decipher if I was speaking the truth or not. I was shaking. His hand was still on my lap. My eyes kept doing a random movement from his face to his hand to make sure he doesn't trespass past my lap.

Where the fuck was Sandy? Of all the times to do whatever it is she is doing, it happened to be now. Perfect. Lord have mercy and deliver me from yet another lunatic in one week. It seems these werewolves were all insane.

“Do you remember this?” He leaned away and started removing his front buttons. My eyes were intent as I exhaled in relief of him finally leaving me. He opened his front shirt and showed me a mark. An almost fading scar. Why would he ask me that? I shook my head and when it seemed he was about to bend to my side again, I fastly swung my leg to the side to obstruct whatever motive he had in mind.

“I told you already, I don't know you or the rest of you that keep disturbing me. What is wrong with you people? Is this how bad you want people recruited into your silly ass whatever you call yourselves, that you have to stoop low to force humans into mating with you?. Is that why you bit my friend huh? Did you force her into mating with you? I thought you people were supposed to multiple with yourself why us? Why humans?” I was furious now. I'm tired of being scared and running. He has been taunting me since I came into the club and saying really mean things to me.

Now it was my turn to show him how loose my mouth can be. He didn't lash back instead, his countenance looked muddled. He looked uncertain now. Does it mean he finally believed me? He leaned back on his seat and buttoned back his shirt without saying another word. 

“Sorry guys just had to go down there and knock some sense into these lazy ass waiters” Sandy jumped back. Things are beginning to piece together. He didn't say anything because she was coming. But how did he know she was coming?

“I have been feeling really sick but I don't know what might be the cause. I have been taking my medications but still,” Sandy complained as the waiter dropped in to drop a bucket bearing a drink inside with a tray of glasses. “Sorry for the time wasted” the waiter apologised. He appeared agitated. 

Sandy snorted “You should be sorry dude because the next time you waste my time, you might be losing your hob. Run along” she shooed him away. I almost felt pity for the poor kid.

I didn't waste time picking up my glass of wine when he poured it. I gulped it down praying it eases the tension I was feeling all over my body.

“Everything okay here guys? Someone seems to be on high” Sandy gushed before accepting her glass from her strange boyfriend.

I ignore her jibe and reached out to pour myself another glass. I really need this to function properly this night. Everything I've learnt so far in life is becoming vague with every day that passes by. Maybe I should have stayed back in school to finish my midterm project or gone to Seattle to spend it with my aunt. 

Now it seems as if coming home looks like a mistake. My home that had always looked like my humble abode was now an effigy of nightmares. Everything about Chicago now seems like an illusion. Is everyone now werewolves?