➖Primal. ➖
“Liam! You’re going to late for school.”
Reaching down to gather my backpack from the floor, I sling the bag over my shoulder before grabbing the lacrosse stick as I head out the door. Taking the stairs two at time, as my mom stands —
— excruciating pain as Scott pulls me to safety, clutching my bleeding arm to my chest.
“What the hell are you.” I don’t waste a beat before I speak again backing slowly away from lacrosse captain. “You know what I don’t want to know.”
➖Primal. ➖
“Liam! You’re going to late for school.”
Reaching down to gather my backpack from the floor, I sling the bag over my shoulder before grabbing the lacrosse stick as I head out the door. Taking the stairs two at time, as my mom stands —
— Flashing before you eyes before you’re going to die. Somehow in the briefest of moments, I feel oddly calm, it’s only a matter of time. With my grip gone, I prepare to fall only to have Scott sink his monster like teeth into my arm. I howl out in —