How to tell a monster from a man

you know how they say there's more to this world than we want to believe? I never wanted to believe that till I almost lost my life then I wished I hadn't known what the more was. me and my best friend decided to take a few girls we liked camping and we knew life wouldn't be so fun after highschool so we wanted to make the most of it. we decided to throw a party in the woods with these girls some alcohol and even some weed. now I know your thinking this was a mixed recipe for disaster but to us it was heaven it was the ideal kick off to an unknown future. that was until it started and everything drove me to my wits end. I couldn't fathom what happened and I honestly didn't want to. what I thought I stole from my mother's stash wasn't entirely weed it was what the Indians call paote the dream walking drug. the party started off real good we were all laughing joking drinking and then partnering up. I grabbed two of the most buxom of the ladies while my friend grabbed the other of the three. he headed off into the woods with her and I could distantly hear them giggling and her telling him that he had to be gentle cause it was her first time. at the time nothing seemed strange to me about hearing them talking cause I assumed they were near by. what happened next was like a nightmare out of a movie it couldn't be happening. all night I had been feeling driven like I had this unquenchable urge I couldn't satisfy and as the moon rose in the sky it was even more demanding of an urge. I heard it then my friend's screams sounded unearthly. I was just in the middle of getting my dick sucked and eating the most delicious tasting flower between the legs of the other woman when his screams started. I stopped what I was doing and through my alcohol and drug addled brain decided to go see what happened. I remember telling the ladies to stay put and be quiet that I would return shortly. I walked through the woods and I remembered a metallic smell hitting my nostrils like a tidal wave almost as if the whole forest was awash in it. that's when I walked into the nightmare there on the ground lay my friend and the girl he took into the woods to fuck. His head was missing it's body and her entrails were strawn across the place like someone had dug through her body looking for something. then the women I was with started screaming as I ran back to where they were one was gasping her throat ripped open and the other one was missing her limbs. as the one who was still somewhat alive started reaching for me blood gurgling in her mouth she said so clearly almost as of she wasn't choking on her own blood "you monster" I thought she was hallucinating because she was dying so I reached for her and that's when my hand caught my attention and I tried to scream and all I heard was a roar. my hand was lightly furred and clawed and much more muscled than it should've been. her words screamed through my head over and over and I couldn't escape them I couldn't scream and I could taste the metallic tang of iron on my lips and tongue. That's when I felt the tremor run through me as I sat bolt upright in bed. I was sweating profusely and I started looking at my hands and my feet and feeling myself my mouth my teeth. I decided a hot shower would suffice and I would head to school. I swore the dream was so real I even asked my mom what grade I was in and she looked at me funny "Mom seriously what grade am I in?" "your in the tenth grade doofus" I was relieved cause the dream was centered around high school graduation so I knew it had to be a nightmare because I wouldn't be graduating at 16 cause I was only a sophomore. I walked to school and met up with my buddy telling him about the dream and he said "that's funny didn't you hear?" "hear what?" "we are being bumped to seniors this year so instead of turning 16 our junior years we will be 16 our senior years the school deemed that our academic levels were too high to be juniors or even sophomores." the ground fell away from me and all of sudden I felt as if reality was so lost upon me. he laughed and I smiled grimly thinking he was messing with me "you had me going there for a minute" " oh no I wasn't joking we are being bumped but I was laughing because you look like your taking your nightmare so seriously". he nodded in realization at what I was thinking and he spoke again "dude it was just a fucked up dream probably from reading too much books besides the only way to become a lycanthrope is to drink the tainted blood of a wolf or to be born one. you know your mom ain't one and your dad was ordinary too and according to your mom he was killed in a car crash. lycans are long lived and almost impossible to kill he wouldn't have died if he was." I nodded in agreance with him as we walked to school to our monotonous day. first class of the day we had together and it was quite boring. sitting through calculus with Mrs. hammitch lecturing was like being nailed to the cross. it's painfully boring routine was so painful you could feel it I paid her no mind and texted peter next to me and he responded back that he was bored we kept texting and I asked him what he was doing for the rest of the day. we decided we would clock into class grab our paper work and then skip for the class period. he said there was someone he wanted me to meet at lunch. the rest of the day in and out of classes to make the day go by. once lunch began I was waiting for peter when he appeared and brought three ladies with him. it was like being suckered punched I had a reeling sense of deja vu cause they were the exact three ladies that we were to fuck and died along side of peter. I couldn't face it cause it was like my dream was coming to life slowly so I ran from the school and left. it felt like a panic attack I couldn't breath the world was spinning and I really needed to get away maybe my mom could make sense of the dreams. my mom came from a long line of shamans in her native american mother's side of the family and a long line of supposed vampires on her dad's side. I knew nothing of my father's side of the family and it was I felt the biggest amount info lacking from my life for me to know everything. the closer I got to my birthday the more I felt the sudden urges and impulsive drive to flee fast from what I knew not.