Snippet #1252457

/i.c./ Scarlet


That girl... The eyes... Is she?
Wolfe?
Human?
Both?
She has never seen me, I assume. But in the woods, I saw her with that male.
She had a pack, the girl. And they had her. If only I was so lucky...
I looked behind me and saw the black hair. Jet black. I turned back to Steven and he was looking out the window.
"Scar... Can you go out there?"
"Sure. I guess." Looking down at my cup I started to pick at my straw.
"You guess?" He grabbed my chin and yanked it up. My eyes naturally navigated away. "Scar... Look at me." I obeyed. "Do you know what will happen if anyone sees?" I hate it when he asks this!
"No..." My eyes navigated away, again. "Neither do you." He pulled his hand away. "But I can guess, and I hate thinking about it." The girl was walking away. I watched as she walked out of the door and saw in her red eyes the pain of the change. The peach coloured milkshake spilled all over the concrete and she went flying around the corner, as fast as she could run. I looked back up at Steven who was giving me a withering look.
"Heh... So... should we go?" I asked, innocently batting my eyelashes. The hint of a smile crossed his face and he nodded.
"Let's go."