The Right Choice - Chapter 10

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The loving are the daring.
- Bayard Taylor
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I woke up around five, and too buzzed up to go back to sleep, I went for a run. As usual, I loved the feeling. I ran around the town for about an hour then returned home, where I had a shower and got dressed. I went downstairs and made a bacon sarnie then sat down in front of the TV in the living room.

A few hours later I heard someone moving upstairs. Then soon, the twins came running down. They crashed to a halt in front of me.
"Sorry" Dillon mumbled.
"Yeah, sorry" Dallon repeated.

I smirked.
"It's fine. But you better not have stolen any of my money you little twerps" I warned. They looked at each other, smiled and raced back upstairs. I couldn't even be bothered to chase them.

I sensed a movement in the doorway and my mum's familiar scent of Chanel and mango shower gel filled my nostrils. Slowly I turned the Ugly Betty Re-run on mute.

"I'm sorry" she said quietly. I turned and looked at her. She looked like she'd been crying. I got up and wrapped her in a hug. I didn't even have to tip-toe anymore, like I used to a few months ago. I guess my werewolf genes aided my growth.
"Mum, I didn't mean to upset you. I was just felt so strongly about telling him, I didn't care what you thought yesterday"
"So why didn't you tell him?" she asked.

"I...I don't know. I just, something stopped me. I really wanted to, and I even opened my mouth and said "I'm a werewolf". But he thought I was joking, and something inside made me laugh along and pretend" I rested my head against her shoulder.

"Maybe you weren't really ready. I think you're rushing things. I know what it's like to be in love when you're young. It's not easy -"

"It's NOT the same thing!" I shouted, stepping away from her. She blinked.
"I'm sorry mum for shouting, but it is not the same thing! You met dad, both of you were werewolves. It was easy. You didn't have to hold back secrets and lie to him, or maybe you did, I don't know. It's not my business. But, this, this is major. It could tear our whole relationship - which is already fragile - apart in a minute!" I was crying by then, softly. I didn't even realize until she took my face in her hands and wiped my tears away.

"I'm so sorry baby. But you still need to slow down. I'm here for you, when you need to talk. Okay?" I nodded. She smiled and hugged me.

"God, this is every mother's nightmare" she muttered into my hair. I laughed a little.

All of a sudden I was feeling this really strong pull to the door. I knew that I had to phase, even though my skin wasn't itching like it normally did. I had to get out of there and into the open air. My whole body was trembling like the strings on a guitar.
"I need to phase, can you... ?" I trailed off and gestured towards the door.
"Sure"

As soon as she said sure I was off, walking to the back door and phasing at the same time. By the time I got to the door I was on all fours, in my wolf form. My mum walked over and opened it for me. I could smell the breeze blowing into my face and ruffling my fur.
Then I heard a sharp intake of breath, and I looked up.

Right into Stephan's saucer - like eyes.

Oh shit.
How the HELL was I gonna get out of this?!