All Chapters of The Werewolf Boy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

After unpacking most of my possessions in my new bedroom, I walk over to my queen sized bed with a floral bedding and fall on it face first. It's been a long day, and it feels like half of it isn't over just yet. I switch my body around to lie on my back. I let my mind wander as my eyes drift up at the rotating ceiling fan above me. I'm completely exhausted. I think now is the best time to come to terms that there is a point in fighting my current situation. Unless an angel appears in my room and takes me away from this godforsaken place, there is nothing else I could do to change the way things are. As the sun rises in the morning, mom will leave me here with Aunt Jennie. And regardless of how I feel about being here, I can't do anything to ease the burdens that lie on her shoulders, other than and remain here until the summer is over. I'll just need to push through my negative feelings for three months and try to enjoy myself as much as I ca

Outside my bedroom window is world sketched with looming grey clouds, swirling with darkness and hues of blue, the rain, like paint dripping off a canvas. The rainfall has been kind to me so far. It's gentle. Light and rhythmic taping, just like the ticking sound of a clock. It's hypnotic.  It's early in the morning, I think. I lift my head up and check the clock sitting on the nightstand to my right. It reads 6:23 a.m., verifying my previous assumptions. I drop my head back on my pillow, shifting my body to lie on my side, and just think. Swirling in no particular thoughts, just thinking. A minute or two goes by, and then, I decide to get out of bed, feeling particularly proud of myself for doing so. It wasn't as difficult as I thought it would be, considering how rough of a n

A few hours have gone by since I arrived home, and now It's 5:46 in the evening. My aunt arrived home a few minutes shortly I did, and we've be locked in our own rooms ever sense. I stand in front of my opened closet, staring at at white dress hanging from the metal rod, a dress given to me as a gift my mom bought a couple birthdays ago. The color is off-white, with thin shoulder straps, a flared skirt at the bottom. I sigh, watching it idly hang there. It's the only dress I currently own, but in my humble defense, I wasn't expecting to attend any formal 'gathering' during my stay. I don't even own formal shoes, such as flats or heels. Only a few pairs of sneakers and sandals. I

The whole groups, three guys and one girl --excluding McKenna-- are all staring holes into me now. Go figure. I try my best to shy away from their peering eyes."She's the owner niece," she explaines, taking another."And why is she here exactly?" a blond chick says, with a harsh tone. "The same reason why you guys are here." McKenna walks over to a cooler seated right next to them, pulls out a bottle of beer, and places it in my hand. Reluctantly I take it, feeling the cool sting of water dripping down my arm. "To party.""So i'm guessing you forgot what happened the last time you decided to bring someone along unannounced," a blonde hair guy, who looks awfully identical to the other girl says. "Hey!" she giggles, shoving him by the shoulder. "Don't be a dick, alright? It was only that one time." "I'm serious. She's the owners niece. One word of her about what's happening here and we're fucked." A dark brown s