Our Love Will Brighten the Way, Living·my·life Forever [classic books for 13 year olds .TXT] 📗

me to the shore right now!" We sped off the rock and ended up where I asked. ( you can copy and paste the Spanish into Google translate to see what it says. Or just comment if you wanna know. Kayyy, sooo like. Back to the storayyy!)

" Because I knew you'd react this way. Also. I don't know. I-"

" You what? Don't chicken out!" I slapped him on the arm. " Tell me. You what?"

" I, I didn't want you to reject who I am. I didn't want you to be mad at me. And mostly, I didn't want to lose my best friend." He lowered his head with a big frown on his face. I lifted up his chin with my index finger and looked him dead in the eyes with a serious face. I felt sympathy for him but it would leave soon. Definitely. 

" Thank you so much, Danielle." He spun me around in a tight embrace.

" Hold on. Don't get all carried away. You didn't even let me finish. I said I will but that doesn't mean I already have."

" What? Why?" his expression became a mixture of sadness and a little bit of madness.

" What do you mean why? I'm still very mad like, duh. I mean, what type of best friend are you to not tell me the most important thing I should know about you? Did you ever think about that? You really think I wouldn't be mad at you right now? I can't just let something like this slide. Snap out of your little clueless attitude." I popped him on the head. " Is this a part of your werewolf thing? Gosh!"

" First of all, stop being all physical.  Second, you don't understand."

" Stop saying I don't understand! I'm not five!"

" But you really don't. How about you try to put yourself in my shoes? Did you ever think about that?" I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. " Exactly. I didn't think so." He huffed and turned around with his hands on his hips. But I wasn't giving up. He must have thought that would shut me up. Wrong!

" And did you try to put yourself in my shoes?!" he huffed again and stormed up to me, putting his face really close to mine.

" Actually, I did! That's what kept me from telling you! Ellie, I really can't believe you right now. You literally think that I wouldn't do that? Now you need to ask yourself what type of friend you are. Think that's a good idea?" huffing for the third time, he sat down in the sand. I didn't know what to say, especially when he put it in that manner. I never even began to think about what it would be like for him to tell me he was a werewolf. The only thing I thought was that he betrayed me and nothing more. I only thought about how pissed off I was. Like he said, what does that say about me? It says that I am the one betraying him. I should be the one to apologize- that's what he thinks. All those words are what he thinks. I'm not apologizing. I have no reason to at all. He's crazy for that to come to his mind for even a split second. Am I going to have to hit him again? I sure want to.

He didn't give me any time to steam off. Not even any time to think. I guess he just thought that because I'm his best friend, I would take it lighter. It's so stupid he would even think that though. Who could really take this type of thing lightly? I never thought any of these things existed so he still could have given me a little more time. He could have shut his mouth for a few moments instead of yelling at me! There's nothing right now that could make this situation easier. This is stupid that I even feel bad about this. I should be the one mad, definitely not him!

I sat down beside him and looked off to the ocean like he was. We just sat there. It seemed like hours. Hours and hours and hours. The sun was starting to set and I was getting hungry.

" I want to go home." I looked at him, angry tears forming in my eyes. 

 " I don't know what to say. I'm really disappointed that you would even think to say what type of friend am I. Especially when you didn't even know what you were talking about." I looked away from him. I was fuming by then. There might have been steam coming from my ears. " Wait, I should not have said that. What I meant was I just didn't think you would be this mad. I thought you would be more calm about it. I don't know why." He grumbled.

"Wow. I can not believe you're still mad." I mumbled.

He put his head down and started huffing. It seemed like he was going to have a heart attack.

" What the hell? Jason?!" I put my hand on his shoulder softly.

" Go away! Get somewhere... Far!" I jumped back in fear. His teeth were like canine teeth and his eyes were a bright sky blue, definitely not the sexy hazel I'm used to. I scrambled away as fast as I could. He stood up crouching and then fell to the ground. He was screaming in agony. I ran over to him. I didn't know what to do but I tried to get him to calm down. Of course I knew what was happening, from movies. He was shifting. I couldn't let him do that though. Not in public, even though there was no one watching.

" Jason, come on. You've got to chill! Breathe or something!" he growled at me.

" Stop it, Ellie! I'll..." He growled again. "Hurt you!" Oh no you won't! I jumped on his back and wrapped my arms around his neck like we used to do as kids. If he'd let himself remember, he'd definitely calm down. He threw me off his back and I went flying in the air. I landed in the rough sand that practically burned me from it's intense heat and from me sliding all around in it. He began walking slowly towards me with his teeth bared and claws out. But I couldn't give up. I couldn't be scared of his tail. It would be too hard to see him change right in front of me so I had to keep trying. So I ran back and jumped back on. He tried to push me off but I kept hanging in there. I began to cheer up as he started to breathe slower and he wasn't screaming anymore. I jumped off of his back and made him sit down because he was still panting.

" Jay? Are you alright?" I cupped his sweaty face in my hands. It took him some time to get his breath back.

" I am now. Thanks Ellie."

" No problem." I started to giggle until I was rolling around in the sand, weak as a twig.

" Hey. What's so funny?" He laughed at me.

" This is too much! I just calmed a werewolf down! Wow. Makes no sense. My life is too much."

" I think I should take you home now." He gave me his hand for me to get up and held out his arms to carry me.

" Ew, you're sweaty! Not gonna happen."

" Um, just come on. You have no choice."

" Actually, I could take a taxi."

" You're too stubborn." he laughed and swept me off my feet.

After about three minutes of a trip that should take an hour, we arrived in his room. He plopped me on the couch rather rough- in a playful way-and began to take off his very sweaty shirt.

He was shirtless as he walked over to his walk-in closet. Jason has a really nice six pack. Yes, really really nice. That werewolf six pack....... But like I said, no can do.

Out of nowhere, he sped out the door and came back about ten seconds later with two bowls of nachos and a bowl of salsa and nacho cheese, my favorite snack. He also had some gauze, peroxide, and some neosporin He handed me a bowl of nachos and got a tray to put everything on. Jason always keeps a tray in his room. Neat freak.

" This is my way of saying sorry for almost ripping your head off."

" If you really want to apologize," I bit a chip in his face with a big grin, " you should have brought cake." He laughed.

" You'll have to get that yourself. Like... from the store."

" You ate the rest didn't you?" He grinned. I shoved him, making him almost fall off the couch.

" Ouch!" 

" See. That's what you get. Let me help with your arm."

" Don't get me started with you." He ignored me as I handed him my arm. He cleaned the wound-which was from the hot sand- with such care. Much nicer than when some doctors do it. I think he believes I'm fragile or something. I don't know why. He's such a caring guy though. Yeah, I guess that's why. Excuse my slowness.

" I have more to tell you."

" There's more?" He nodded as he wrapped my arm up. I breathed out.

" Go ahead."

" It's going to be way more than me being a werewolf." He looked up at me.

" Do you not know how much I've been able to handle? Boy, you literally almost killed me today. Just tell me." I rubbed his hand and held it in both of mine. He stared at our hands. He looked as if he was scared. I couldn't understand why it could be so bad after that whole day.

" Jason, you know you can tell me." I did that pout thing he does when he wants me to do something, but he just would not budge. " Okay. It's alright. You can tell me later. I'll, um, go to my room. I need to change my clothes anyway." I sighed- I really loved that shirt- and started walking to the door. As soon as I got to the door, Jason was standing right in front of me. I started panting because, obviously, I didn't expect that.

" I'm sorry for scaring you but just don't go. I'll explain now. " He led me back to the couch and huffed hard. He started to rub his head in frustration too. " Here goes again. I don't know how to tell you this. I'm not the type to just fall in love, you know that. I usually just go with the flow and let things happen. But with this type of thing, it's not how it works. You know how werewolves imprint and it's like love at first sight? In the real world its called marking. So, that's happened to me about three months ago. She's really great. She's funny, knows how to have fun, daring, and annoying sometimes too and beautiful. She's also my best friend." He paused. " You're my mark." He glanced over at me with a scared expression. He knew I was going to react in a way that he wouldn't want me to and he was exactly right.

I stormed towards the door, wrenching my hand from his and again he appeared before me. " Ellie, please!"

" Get out of my way, Jason!" I tried to get around him but he kept dodging my hits and pushes. " I said get out of my way!"

" Please, Ellie. Can we talk about this?"

" Let me just think okay?" I looked away from his face that was persuading me to stay.

" Danielle-"

" Just hush and get out of my way. I've got to get some air." I grumbled. He slid aside, his face more pitiful than ever. I ran myself down the stairs, hearing his groans behind me.