Brooklyn was exhausted when she woke up the next day.She didn't get much sleep.She noticed the bed was empty and she frowned, wondering where Harry was."Morning, babe." Harry exited his bathroom with a towel slung low on his waist.Brooklyn's eyes wandered for a moment before she replied. "M-morning.""Sleep well?" Harry asked. His smirk told Brooklyn that he knew the answer."Not nearly enough," she grumbled and rubbed her eyes."Sorry," Harry shrugged."No you're not.""No, I'm not," Harry agreed and turned his back on Brooklyn and opened his wardrobe. Her eyebrows raised when he dropped his towel and she couldn't help but appreciate his ass. He had a nice ass."Thanks," Harry called as he pulled on his underwear."W-what?""Thanks for the compliment.""I...""You said it out loud, babe," Harry shrugged and he smirked to himself."I didn't... Did I?" Brooklyn gasped."Yes," Harry lied and pulled a white tshirt over his head and a pair of sweatpants."Crap," Brooklyn whispered and
"Bullshit! You lie constantly about your feelings because you're fucking scared and have never felt this way before! Just deal with it, Brooklyn! It's different! Fucking accept it! It's not like you hate what you're feeling!" Harry shouted and rose to his feet."I want to hate it!" Brooklyn yelled, standing up to face him. "You're an ass! Everyone at school is scared at you and I have bitches coming up and slapping me because they think I'm using you! I try and avoid you, but it never fucking works because it's like I'm drawn to you in a way I can't explain and it scares me! I don't want to accept it!""Why the fuck not?" Harry snapped."I've just told you why!" Brooklyn exclaimed."Being scared isn't an explanation!" Harry yelled. "We had sex. That is a fucking big deal to you, but now you're going to go back to ignoring me, like it never happened! Don't be a bitch, Brooklyn! Just stop running away!""I'm a bitch? I'm a bitch because I'm scared!" Brooklyn gasped. "I was raped Harry!
"What happened?" Violet asked."It just happened. I'm not a slut, I don't do this with guys, but Harry... He's different," Brooklyn said quietly. "We had sex.""Finally!" Sasha cried. "No wonder he got so annoyed! Why are you making such a big deal out of it, girl? This is a good thing! You two finally did it!"Brooklyn sighed and rubbed her eyes. "There's a reason I don't get close to guys," she said. "I know I've not known you girls long, but I trust you. I need to show you something." Brooklyn stood from her bed and walked over to her wardrobe and found the shoe box. She placed it on her bed and took the lid off. With a deep breath she took out the newspaper clipping and held it out.Sasha was the one to take it. Her eyes widened immediately and Brooklyn watched as she read it carefully."Brooke..." She whispered."I don't want sympathy," Brooklyn said quickly and Sasha passed the newspaper clipping to Violet and Alice. "I don't want to be treated differently, but I just wanted you
Thunder woke Brooklyn and she shot up in bed, her eyes wide.She grabbed her phone and checked the time. 6:30. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. Another crash of thunder made her jump and she closed her eyes. When she had been taken by the man who abused and raped her, it had thundered the majority of the time.She couldn't hear thunder without being reminded of that torturous week.Brooklyn turned on some music and blasted it loudly, trying to drown out the storm. She was home alone, which made her more nervous. Her aunt and uncle had already left for work and Brandon had left the night before to stay round a friend's house.Brooklyn hummed to the music and got in the shower. She showered quickly and dressed in ripped skinny jeans and an oversized purple jumper. Her hair was in curls all over the place and she didn't even try to contain them as she knew the rain would only make them worse."Jesus, Mary and Joseph," she gasped when a loud crash made the floor shake slightly. Brooklyn to
"W-why would I freak out?" Brooklyn asked cautiously."Because you're you and you witter on about pointless nonsense when you're nervous or scared," Harry shrugged."I do not!" She protested."You do.""Harry, why would I be scared?" Brooklyn asked. "You're being weird.""Because what I'm about to tell you isn't exactly normal," Harry said and he grabbed Brooklyn's hands. The sparks soothed the uneasiness she was starting to feel. "I need you to trust me.""You're not exactly making me want to at the moment," Brooklyn said."Just trust me, and shut up," Harry said and Brooklyn's mouth dropped."Excu-"Harry cut Brooklyn off by kissing her. "I need you to listen," he said.Brooklyn sighed. "Fine.Harry ran his fingers through his damp hair and chewed his lip. "This is going to sound crazy, but it's going to explain everything.""Just spit it out, Harry," Brooklyn said."Do you believe in supernatural creatures?" Harry asked."Supernatural creatures?" Brooklyn said and giggled slightly.
Brandon had to leave early for school in the morning. Brooklyn made sure to set her alarm and wake up and get ready so she could ride with him.Anything to avoid Harry.The school was deserted when they arrived so Brooklyn decided to go to the library. She needed to be alone, some place quiet where she could think properly.About Harry. Of course.She sat down and leaned back against a bookcase, letting out a large sigh and crossing her arms over her chest.Werewolves."There's a chance it wasn't real," she whispered. "Maybe he drugged you. Maybe you were imagining it all. Maybe it was all fake and I'm just going a bit crazy. Maybe-" Brooklyn's eyes landed on a book and she frowned. "Or not," she murmured and scrambled up and grabbed the book.Werewolves: A myth?Brooklyn's fingers shook slightly as she sat back down and opened the book.Despite the stereotype, werewolves do not run around killing humans and howling at the moon. For the most part, they are peaceful creatures, survivin
Brooklyn walked into another class she shared with Harry. Usually she sat at the back and Harry sat next to her.Today she sat right at the front. She was early for class and there was only one other girl in the room. Brooklyn didn't want to judge, but this girl had all of her books and pens neatly laid out in front of her and she was sat up straight, ready for the teacher to come in.Brooklyn sighed and took a seat next to her, smiling at the girl and finding out her name was Cassie.When Harry walked in she wasn't looking at him, but she knew he was here. It was as if she could sense his presence and her body wanted to turn and look at him."Move."Brooklyn stiffened when she heard his voice and Cassie paled. "B-but... But this is m-my seat," Cassie said."Move," Harry repeated, his voice cold and he wasn't asking."Don't move, ignore him," Brooklyn said to Cassie. "He's just being an ass.""I won't ask again," Harry warned."You weren't exactly asking in the first place," Brooklyn
Brooklyn shut her locker just as the bell rang and she sighed, looking up at Harry who was standing next to her."I have work at 5, maybe we can do this another-""We've got more than enough time to talk," Harry said. "Lets go, babe."Brooklyn narrowed her eyes, but Harry ignored her as they made their way to his car."Hey," he said once he got in the drivers seat. He reached over and cupped Brooklyn's face."Don't!" Brooklyn snapped, slapping Harry's hand away and stopping the sparks. "Don't touch me!"Harry gently cupped Brooklyn's face again and brushed his thumb over the bruise. "How is it?" He asked lowly.Brooklyn looked into Harry's green eyes and swallowed. "F-fine.""And your back?" He asked and slid his hand down, gently holding the back of Brooklyn's head and tangling his fingers in her hair.Brooklyn sighed softly and shivered when the sparks flooded through her body. "That's fine too," she murmured."You wouldn't lie to me, would you, Brooklyn?" Harry asked as he got clos