Chapter Five

CHLOE

I never thought a burglar would break into my house. I'm always careful, we live in a cruel world and it does not favor women. Whoever this mother fucker is I'm about to take him down.

I charge toward him, yelling like a soldier who's about to attack someone. The person turns around and yells and I stop when I find out that it's just my cousin, Rene.

She's still screaming and I tell her to shut up. I cover her mouth with my hand. And when she's calm the first thing she does is smack my hand away from her mouth.

"Chloe, why are you trying to kill me?" She gasps and puts her hands on her mouth. "is it because I stole two dollars from your purse the last time I visited?"

This bitch.

"Wait, hold on that was you?" She stays quiet then she giggles.

"I'm just kidding, I didn't-"

"It's too late Rene," I say and she immediately apologizes. I sigh and I drop the baseball bat on the ground. "Damn I thought you were a burglar or a Chris Joshua."

"A what?"

"Long story, why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't want to bother you." She walks out of the kitchen holding the beer she took out of the fridge. She jumps on the couch and drinks from the bottle. I roll my eyes. This girl has a habit of feeling too comfortable in another person's home. I love her but one of these days I'm going to kill her.

"Aunty Marjorie told me those ass hats rejected your work." She takes another sip. "do you want to talk about it?"

Of course, my mom and my cousin are talking about me behind my back, they've both been doing that since I was a little kid.

Rene and I are the same age but she's four months older. She's the daughter of Cassie Jean, my mom's older sister. Rene and I grew up together and we're more sisters than cousins.

Back then everyone saw me as the pretty one and Rene as the fun and confident one. Rene's still beautiful though. She has long black hair, full sexy lips, and pretty green eyes, her breasts are rounder and bigger than mine which makes her look even sexier, and she has nice curves. She just has a model-like body. She's also a flirt so I hope she doesn't see Nathan.

She has dated every guy I've ever had a crush on. It's not her fault though it's mine. It's either I don't tell my crush that I have a crush on him or I don't tell Rene that I have a crush on the guy she has her eyes on. I was a timid bastard back then.

But then the older I got the more confident I became, confident enough to drink, get drunk and sleep with my roommate's boyfriend. I can't stop thinking about it because I regret it. If feminists are to mention the women that helped other women I will not be included. I'll be known as the woman who slept with another woman's man. I just hope she has forgiven me and forgotten about me.

Maybe if I tell Rene about Nathan she won't go close to him. I was dying to tell someone about what happened to me earlier maybe my girls, Rene, or even my mom. I want people to know that a fine man is in my life and I'm not sad about the whole rejection thing, I mean I am sad but it's not that heartbreaking anymore. I just have to push myself harder to make a compelling story.

"I met a guy." She stops drinking and she looks at me like I just spoke German. "He's really cute." I smile and I think I'm blushing. I must be since Rene is looking at me like the universe is finally on my side.

"Wait, how? When? Where?" She taps the space on the couch and I playfully roll my eyes and I sit closer to her.

It's been long since Rene and I talked about guys. She would talk about the guys in our high school and my insecure ass would talk about handsome male celebrities that didn't know we existed.

Rene and I have done lots of things together, the things sisters do. We'd gossip, do makeup, gossip, learn how to bake, and more gossip. Girly things.

I once wrote a poem for Rene's sixteenth birthday and she pasted it on her wall. The poem is still there, she says it's the most beautiful poem anyone has ever written to her.

It's the only poem anyone has ever written to her.

Like most sisters, we also fight and argue and we don't need to apologize to one another to be besties again. Being among a book club with girls is one thing but being with Rene is another, she gets me and she hypes me up. She might be annoying at times but she's still my sister.

So now I'm telling her about this handsome guy called Nathan Carmello who doesn't look real, who shouldn't be real, someone who I'm not supposed to date. But here I am, tomorrow we're going to spend time together and I can't wait.

NATHAN

I walk into my house singing and dancing like a deranged person. Could I be this excited to know that I'm going to go out with the prettiest girl in Texas, hell the prettiest girl in the world? I can't stop thinking about the way she smiled at me, the way she put a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear like a Disney Princess. Even her scowl makes her look adorable, but I'm not going to tell her that I fear she might think I'm making fun of how cute she frowns her face.

I'm still dancing. Even when I see Tyrone headed my way I'm still dancing. Not gonna tell him I'm seeing Chloe though, she's a human. I'd rather not think about that tiny fact. She's just a beautiful girl who I want to get to know.

"Nathan-" he wants to tell me something but I interrupt him and I continue singing and dancing and I even ruffle his hair. He's frowning his face.

"Nathan I want to tell you some-" I'm still singing and I love how I'm annoying him right now.

"Wow Nathan, What's gotten you excited?" I hear a familiar voice say and I stop, my expression changes. It's like I was never happy. Tye is smiling now, I guess it's his turn to make fun of me, damn karma's a bitch.

"Tried to tell you." He pats me on the back and walks away. I hesitate but I turn to face Katherine Reece my ex.

"Katherine, hey!"

She giggles. "Hey." She hugs me and I hug back. She looks so happy, the last time I saw her she was a mess, she was heartbroken, I was the one that broke her heart. It wasn't my intention, I just wasn't feeling our relationship.

I remember her sobbing, that memory never leaving my mind. I also remember a tear falling down my cheek. I never meant to hurt her.

"So you love me, but you're not in love with me." She cried. "Is that what you're telling me, Nathan? You're not in love with me?"

Of course, I couldn't answer, she just nodded her head and walked away. I never saw her again and she never answered my calls.

Now she's here looking happy as ever, she's glowing, she looks like the Katherine I used to know. It's not that I'm not happy to see her, I'm surprised that's all.

"Look at you, you look handsome as ever."

"And you are still beautiful. How have you been? And what are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy you're here but-"

She laughs. "Oh, Nathan calm down.", She says and I chuckle. "Firstly I'm doing fine, I just launched my new clothing line in New York, and in October I'm going to have my first fashion show."

"That's great! Congratulations!"

"Thank you. It's all so exciting I never thought I'd come this far, especially at such a young age."

"Well, you deserve it," I say.

"Aww, thanks. Okay to answer your other question I'm here to spend time with my friend, imagine my surprise when I found out this is her hometown and when I bumped into Tye in the store I wanted to come to say hi to you and your parents."

"Oh nice, so is your friend-"

"A werewolf?" She interrupts then she nods. "Yep, she is."

I nod.

Katherine is beautiful no doubt. She has beautiful black skin, her lips are full and pretty and her braids are neatly done.

I remember she loved to wear crop tops, pants, and sneakers. She's doing that right now. She's on a white tank top, blue skinny jeans, and black sneakers. She looks prettier than ever. I just wish the best for her.

"Leslie Stone, they live around the woods." She says. I'm surprised that she manages to not make things look awkward, I'm doing a bad job right now.

"Oh, you're friends with Blair Stone's older sister."

"Mhmm, she might look like a golden retriever but she's a wild bitch" We both laugh and we stare at each other for a second. I don't want to be the one to look away, I've already done so much to hurt her. It would be unfair to disrespect her right now.

"Nathan dear we have to get ready." My mom says. Thank God, saved by the bell.

"The full moon is almost here how time flies," Katherine says. "I will give you a call tomorrow, let's go out for coffee or alcohol."

Oh no.

"Uh, I kind of have plans tomorrow."

"Oh, you're going on a date."

"You can call it something like that." I have to not make things awkward as it already is. "Don't worry I'll call you, we can work something out."

"And this time I'm going to answer." She giggles but I don't, she stops immediately she sees I'm not laughing with her, and she clears her throat. "anyway, see you." She walks away. "Bye, Mrs. Carmello!"

"Oh, it was nice seeing you again Katherine." She yells back and I just stand there. "she's doing well." My mom says, and if she's not indeed doing well that means she's a good actress. "you okay son?" She asks and I clear my throat.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good."

"Okay, make sure you lock all the doors and turn off the lights. Meet us at the cellar, the full moon's about to come out." She walks away. It was nice seeing her. I just hope she won't be an issue. She's the only one that knows about my date with Chloe, who is a human. I just hope she doesn't say anything.

Sometimes I wish I was born back in the day, a time when werewolves were able to turn without hiding in a dusty old cellar, a time when werewolves could run free. But now that the world is modernized. And there are werewolf hunters everywhere we can't risk it.

Every night of the full moon, we go into the cellar walk into our cage, and once the full moon is out we change into wild dogs. Humans love our breed so much that they make lots of stories and movies about us. Some Hollywood stars and writers are werewolves that's why you get accurate werewolf representation in media. Some are not so accurate. Because they aren't wolves.

I'm in my cage, naked. I'm waiting for the full moon to rise. While waiting I think about Chloe but then I unintentionally think about Katherine. I'm still shocked that she's here. I never expected her to be here in Dallas, Texas.

"You guys it's gonna be okay!" My dad has always been saying that since we reached the age of turning into wolves. He should know that Tye and I are already used to it.

The moon's out and our bones begin to break, we moan and groan. Claws appear, my teeth begin to elongate and I start drooling uncontrollably. Fur appears on my body, and my ears become pointy. My eyes start glowing. A golden brown color.

My wolf has taken over, even though I got the beautiful girl to go out with me. I do not want her to see this monster, because I know if she does she's going to run.

I and my family howl into the night, and other werewolves howl as well.