LAYLA
I am at the best rave club in town with my long-lost friend Laura. I think she had a bit too much to drink and she still going strong. I know that I said I want to get wasted tonight but for some reason, I feel like she is drowning her sorrows. I do not know what it is about but I'm going to keep a close eye on her.
We get on the dance floor and enjoy every beat that the DJ is throwing at us. There is a lot of potential men in this club tonight but I have decided to stay away from men for now. Of course, Laura has a completely different idea of what she wants to do tonight because she is dancing with one man and then quickly make her way to the next.
I keep on dancing on my own but I stay close by for when she gets herself in too much trouble. I know that she has a few bodyguards just standing around watching like almost every other man and woman's bodyguard in this club. Everyone here has a bodyguard or two.
I start to wonder how it would be to be famous. How can you live going out and not really living? You have to be careful all the times and you never know when one crazy fan might attack you. Then I immediately think about Jake Anderson. I wonder how it must feel to be him.
Every woman I know will do almost anything to spend the night with him. I just wonder if he becomes lonely at all. Finally, Laura makes her way back to the booth, and then she drinks another drink. I put my hand on her shoulder and say.
"You know, I know you for a very long time now and I can see when something is bothering you. What do you say you tell me what is wrong?"
"Oh don't be a downer like that...I am just having some fun. Are you going to have fun with me or not?"
For some reason, it doesn't feel like I want to be here. I know that she is struggling with something and it kind of irritates me that she doesn't want to tell me what's going on. I thought when she said we're going to have some drinks, she meant that we're actually going to talk. But it seems like this is not going to happen tonight.
"I think you are fine without me. Thank you for inviting me. Let's catch up on text or some other night?"
As I stand up and walk away, she shouts.
"Don't be such a spoilsport!!"
I just lift my hand and make my way out of the club. I really wish that we could have talked about things but I guess until she has worked out her problems, we can not really work out our problems.
I look around me and I realize that I am in a place that I do not recognize. I am going to have to get myself a taxi back home and I think it might cost a fortune. Luckily, I didn't spend any of my money on drinks otherwise I might be in a bit of a predicament.
Soon I get a taxi that takes me back home. I fall on my bed exhausted after the day that I had and now also the night. I can not help but wonder what is going on with her and I wish I could help her somehow. But I fall asleep almost immediately and I forget all about Laura.
JAKE
I wake up in my bed the next morning with a jump. I sit straight up in my bed and I breathe heavily. I look around myself not sure why I'm doing it but it is as if I want to let myself know that I am safe. I know now what happened last night was not a dream. I quickly look at my hands and feet while making my way to the mirror.
I am back in my human form. I stand there for I do not know how long just looking at myself. A million thoughts are going through my head and a thousand more questions. How did this happen to me? I have never experienced something like this in my life.
Then suddenly, without warning, a gush of wind blow through my bedroom and then I see a note on my bed appear. I slowly make my way to my bed and then once again look around me to make sure that I am alone. Where did this note come from?
I slowly open the note and it reads:
"Now you know what you are. This will teach you to be a better man. If you tell anyone what you are, I will let the world know who you really are...
All my love Madeline"
I can not help but frown at the note. Who the hell is Madeline and how does she know what happened to me? Then as if a flash memory comes into my mind, I remember that night. I remember how she changed in front of my eyes. I remembered how she said and I will never be the same again.
I let the note fall out of my hands to the floor and then I realize that my life has changed forever. I can never let anyone know who I am because I have worked so hard to get where I am today. I can not let something like this destroy everything that I have worked for.
I walk back to the mirror and stare again. When am I going to change back into that monster? How does this even work? I lift up my shirt and I look at my well-defined abs and chest. I look even better than what I have used to look like. My body is definitely in perfect shape and I start to wonder if this wolf thing had something to do with it.
Then the hunger attacks my stomach again and now I know why I get so hungry. I guess when you are a wolf you need to eat a lot. I quickly make my way downstairs to the kitchen but this time I find the chef waiting for me.
"What would you like for breakfast, sir"
"I am very hungry. Make me anything and just let it keep coming until I say stop"
I see the chef looking at me in unbelief because usually, I am very particular about what I eat. Because I have to look after my body and see to it that it stays defined. But now with this thing that happened to me, I can eat almost anything and still look exactly the same if not better.
"Yes, sir"
I turn around to walk to the table and then I say to him.
"...and please make it as quickly as possible. I am very hungry"
"Yes, sir"
Then I turn around and take a seat at the table waiting for my breakfast. I am doing my show tonight and I have no idea how I am going to stand on that stage, acting as if I am normal. I do not know how to be normal anymore. I do not know when this wolf is going to come out again.
What if I am on the stage and it decides to manifest?