One Dark Stormy Night....I Saved A Man....Who Wasn't An Ordinary Guy.

Cheryl's arm gripped my shoulder lightly as i continued to shake under the thin blanket also provided.

" What happened the other night?" I asked Tyran, who could no longer mask a strange fear the lurked behind the vibrant gold.

" You fell asleep" He croaked almost like trying to convince himself.

I felt myself shaking more but it wasn't from fear.

Cheryl must have sensed this as she oh so convinently left the stove on...on the otherside of the house.

" Cut the crap and tell me what actually happened not the story thats running through your brain" I hissed really no liking these songs in my head that bring about self harm and hallucinations.

" Its complicated" He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, acting nervous.

" Then go ahead and confuse me cause i WOULD really like to know why i'm going insane"

At that moment Jasper walked into the room. " Tyran remember the time i kicked your ass, cause...."

Tyran raised his eyes into a glare " Not a good time" He growled as i watched a wide eyed Jasper back himself out of the room.

" You wanted to be buried right?" He heard him hollar when he was a safe distance away from the room and i couldn't help but chuckle though it did cross my mind....why would i want to kill Tyran.?

I shook the thoughts from my mind as i gazed at Tyran who seemed to be debating with thoughts.

" Please" I whispered as Tyran began pacing until he turned to me with an aprehensive expression.

" Do you believe in mythology, fairytales and stuff?"

"as in?" I questioned thinking what i was supposed to believe in.

" No, as in dragons, werewolves, demons, vampires..stuff" His expression was on the more scary serious side.

" Uh, no..." I replied honestly " I don't believe in that stuff"

He smiled lightly, " Alright, um if i wanted to confess something how would i go about doing it?" He asked me.

I gave him my most confused look " well actaully confessing it might be a start"

He groaned " This is awkward"

I did nothing i just waited for his awakward confession that had something to do with fairytales.

Next thing in knew he was kneeling infront of me holding my hands in a comforting manner...or so i wouldn't slap him.

" Dylan i'm a werewolf"

" Is this the part where i humor you?" Was my only response.

He laughed lightly " Its a start"

" I still don't believe you, you know that right?"

Then his ears just had to change, as well and his teeth, and claws formed above my hands and look at that a tail.

Well i believed him, but the truth brought out the only reaction that seemed to fit.

I didn't kiss him
I didn't faint
I didn't yell...

I screamed bloody murder.