✓ Kiergan
The room spun, and twirled under me as I tried to stand up. I fell back to the floor and winced because my head had hit something hard- like a wood.
I laid back on the floor, and looked up. There were light stars cut from cardboards gummed to the ceilings, and that was when a cord struck a beat in my head.
I was back! I was back in my room!
The light stars were made by me and Nizhoni, my adopted sister when we were young, and I've not had the heart to remove them, even when I outgrew them.
It was what I had left of our long lost beautiful siblings relationship.
Picking myself up again, I bolted to the light switch. The room lightened up, revealing my large well-arranged room with its bare gray walls.
With a drop on my knees to the floor, I covered my mouth and muffled a scream, sighing heavily as hot tears began to drop like rain, streaming down my face, washing away my pain—the greatest pain I've ever experienced in the last couple of hours.
I ran to the mirror to be sure it was real, and that I wasn't dreaming again.
But, then I got the utmost shock of my life.
My eyes were glowing with hot shades of yellow, and I had fangs.
Then, I remembered what my reflection had told me.
I shut my eyes closed, as my hands slowly came up, shaking all the way. Although I knew what I was going to find, I chose denial, hoping everything I was seeing right then was part of my frequent illusion.
My hands came up and I opened my eyes to see that I was beginning to have claws on my fingers, and on my toes too.
I was becoming a werewolf.
The idea didn't go well with me as I lost my marbles. I staggered to the back, colliding with my reading chair, which fell to the floor with a loud crash.
With a loud creak, my door sprang open, and I quickly turned away to face the table, fumbling with the chair as I placed it back to its previous position, and holding my breath as I prayed that whoever opened that door would not realize what was going on with me.
"Chicken!" Nizhoni screamed. "Don't tell me you're not ready for school?!"
I held in my anger, scared of what would happen if I lashed out. Although I hated being called a chicken, this wasn't the moment to get angry.
"Oh, It's your tongue today. Do whatever you like, but make sure to meet me in the car in five minutes!"
She waited for a response and when she didn't get any, She hissed, and violently closed the door.
"Mom! I think he's in one of his foul moods! I'm leaving!"
"Nizhoni! Wait! I'll go check on him! Just wait a minute, okay?!" I heard my mom calling from the kitchen, which was clanking plates following.
"Just a minute…" Nizhoni sings as she jammed the front door shut.
My mom's footsteps creaked on the stairs as she raced up to the room.
The sounds of her footsteps gave me a quick jerk, and with that I bolted to the door, fumbled with the doorknob a bit, and twisted it locked.
My mom heard the sound of the knob locking and shouted. "Don't you dare lock that door Kiergan!"
I rested my back on the door, my eyes closed and my chest heaving. I thought what I had experienced was a dream. How would I explain this to my family?
Meanwhile, my mom had started banging on the door. "Kiergan! Are you feeling sick?!"
"Oh, baby! Will you please open this door? Please, Kiergan."
My Dad rushed up the stairs too and up to my room. He joined my mom in banging on the door. "Kiergan, open this door now, or I'd break this door open!"
My wolf began to stir within me, and I felt anger swell up within me. I folded my hands into fists, trying to stop myself from lashing out, but the wolf had a better control of me.
"Leave me alone!" It came out in a harsh growl.
My hands trembled as my eyes caught the present length of my claws. They were becoming long.
My legs wobbled as I staggered to the mirror, horror etching on my face as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Nothing had feared me more than what I was seeing.
It was as though darkness had taken over the land—and I was the darkness. Black furs had grown on my face, and the whole of my hands were no longer that of a human.
A sharp thud that landed on my door jolted me out of my despair, but didn't give me a chance to process what was going on, when suddenly my door came crumbling down and my parents rushed into the room.
My body stiffened and my cold sweat broke out of my back. I was doomed. How do I explain my current body features?!
"Kiergan, baby! Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?!" My mom yanked me into her embrace and began to sob.
I pulled away from my mom and dashed to the mirror, only to find myself back to being human.
My mom came to meet me, and grabbed my hands. "What is it, Kiergan? Talk to me, honey."
"I'm fine, Mom. I just wanted to be alone for a while." I said, trying to avoid my father's eyes.
"Look at me." As gently as my father spoke, I knew he was furious. I looked up and met his gaze, but lowered my eyes again. He was glaring at me with his face still as stoic as ever.
"I'm sorry, Dad." I said quietly, while rubbing my moisturized palms on my black jeans short.
"No, you should be sorry for yourself at how much of a stupid child you are." My Dad said, his tone sending a shiver down my spine.
"Charles!" My mom shouted at him, clearly pissed.
"He's a nuisance to this family! Remember the last time he almost killed himself inside this room?!"
"He said he wouldn't try that again! Even his therapist assured us! Just cut the boy some slack, Charles! You've done enough to his detriment already!"
"I'm parenting my child! I'm not gonna sit around and watch you destroy the lives of these children!" He said firmly, without any sign of emotion.
"Oh! Now you want to talk about parenting, huh?! When was the last time you were home?! Tell me what's going on in everyone's f****** life!"
"I'm working my ass off so y'all could be fine! Your only job is to make sure they're okay, Vespera! But clearly you can't even do this much! No wonder you haven't gotten a job ever since your last!"
The words hit my mom really badly, and she stared at my dad wide eyed.
Every one of their arguments always ended up like that- insults and indirectly probing at each other's wounds.
My mom had lost her job due to a complaint from the higher ups about her tardiness at work, and she hasn't been able to get another ever since.
"I'm sure you'll be, of course, very fine with taking on all of the responsibilities." She wiped away her tears, and started leaving when Nizhoni, who must have come in after she heard all of the noises in the house, shouted.
"Do you think this is the right time for this?! Something's wrong with Kiergan!"
They both sharply turned to look at me, and a loud gasp escaped their lips.
My body was jerking like there were a couple of naked wires passing through me, causing a shock with my eyes rolled to the back, while I was being transformed into what has been lurking around—
A werewolf.
"Jesus Christ! What the heck is this?!" My Dad shouted.