He was so drunk he could not even see where he was going, Those last-minute calculations trying to swerve his car away from the curve proved hopeless to him. He could not quite explain how he had just shut his eyes for a millisecond and the entire situation had gone haywire.
He couldn't believe he was about to crash his car but was there really any other option. had his drunkenness given him a better chance to make a more correct division? He should have listened to his dad and stayed back at practice other than going to the party with his friends. he ought to make Better Decisions from now on, especially after the lecture he would be receiving from his parents. When the car hit that curb, Noah knew he was in big trouble. His dad would not be buying him another car especially after crashing this second one.
His fingers gripped the door pushing it open as he stepped outside in a drunken state. his legs almost giving up, he looked around trying to see anything other than the large pounds of rain that fell over the concrete of the tarmac road. At the other side of the road, Noah Hamilton noticed a standing figure right over the bus stop.
He could not tell who exactly it was or what gender they were but he noticed how the person fell over the ground as they tried getting up again. Perhaps he thought that he could make a friend just as drunk as he was. inside the back of his head, Noah so this is a perfect opportunity to kill time and wait for the rain to die down especially since his car was not in any condition to move. He needed to think of something fast or perhaps a new line he would tell his father in order to compensate For the damage to his new car.
His vision was blurry and the intoxication of the alcohol got the better of him. the roads were empty, no one in their state had to drive outside at that time of the night. The party ended about an hour before he drove away. He should've known better before getting into his car in that drunken state.
''Hey!'' He called out towards the figure that he noticed now moving towards the back of the bus station.
He suspected that perhaps the person did not want any company and had been avoiding him. Noah almost wished that he was able to see the person's face because it would have been a better chance to not feel lonely in the midst of that rain. Perhaps they had not heard him, the rain was falling very heavily and it was quite difficult for anyone to catch any noises outside.
He tried running over but all he could do was toppled towards the ground and trying getting up. his brain had already started playing tricks on him and his legs were forced to make a few steps consecutively.
Even in this poor state, Noah still managed to move towards the back of the bus station where he stood near the pavement of the concrete wall. He tried calling out again but all that replaced his voice was that sudden gasp. It is as though he was suddenly sober, nothing would have ever prepared him for the sight of him now so before him.
He tried to shut his eyes and open them once again perhaps because the alcohol might have been playing tricks on him. Was he really that into vacating to imagine something as crazy as this one?
At the far corner of the forest, he noticed that shadowy figure turned into something completely obscure. He had never once imagined that a human would turn into an animal, especially one with such barbaric features. His girlfriend had always been reading silly books about werewolves and how they always transformed back into human form.
Noah had never been one to believe those silly beliefs that came from myths. He saw it as girly stuff the way she always spent her time cooped up in books and Fantasizing over silly alpha men that never existed. he fell to the ground once again, trying to get up as his fingers only got weaker and weaker. When he looked up, that slight minimal scenario had already disappeared. it is as though he had conjured imagination in his mind. there was no one there, nothing there.
No one's near the forest and no shadows rolled around the back of that station. For a minute there, Noah Hamilton thought that he had seen a human being turning to a wolf. But it all had to be in his imagination. It had to be one of the hallucinations from the little stash of drugs he had taken to accompany the high level of alcohol. it needed to be that. It needed to be the consequences of being a careless teenage boy.
He thought that perhaps the world was punishing him for not putting enough Effort on his grades and his basketball career that he wanted to achieve. His dad being the coach of the basketball team did not do him any justice. To Noah, he felt that the man pushed him a little too hard sometimes.
his father was however not his main cause of concern right now, he needed to understand how he had seen wheat he saw right now.
''no one will even believe me, they'll think I'm making it all up.'' he manages to say, conversing with himself and understanding that the story will never be believable to anyone. Noah was always self-conscious about what others thought about him. being the most popular guy at school had its perks. he let it get into his head, preventing him from seeing further than his current situation.
As he shut his eyes, letting the intoxication of Alcohol take over him and allow him at least some little rest before he had to deal with the lectures of his father, Noah Hemelton promised himself that what he had seen that night was nothing but a mere illusion.