The Creature Inside Me

(Willow's POV) 

We just moved in from New Jersey to Virginia and I'm not quite liking my new house. I begged my mum to let me stay with my friends but she insisted I come with her until I'm able to find myself a job and a house.

Still in bed and in my pajamas, I looked around my room trying to think of how I'm gonna unpack all these boxes.

Oh hey! I'm Willow.

I'm a lazy person when it comes to anything physical or academic.

I prefer listening to my music and eating junk food. I don't know how to cook but I know how to bake cookies. Girl's Scouts really helped and that's probably the reason why I'm still living with my mother. Apart from the fact that I don't have a job of course.

I am twenty three and I graduated last year from college

I'm not valedictorian nor salutatorian. Just one of the average, invisible and not so attractive girls who like to be on their own in school.

I am not an introvert nor an extrovert. I love to keep to myself but don't like being quiet.

We moved to a suburb here in Virginia yesterday and I didn't get the privilege to check out the neighborhood.

I heard my mum shout my name

"I'm coming mum!" I shouted back

I wonder what the problem is this time but when I got downstairs, a girl around my age with black hair and full lips was sitting with another woman that looked like her mother.

"These are our new neighbors. They brought us cookies!" My mother said. Why did she let strangers into the house? I've never lived in a suburb therefore, I don't know how people behave around here but letting strangers into your house, something new.

I still prefer New Jersey though. The noise, the mall, clubs and city life.

"Hi! I'm Stella " The eldest woman said and her daughter waved. "This is Iris. We live next door and decided to say hi" 

She sounded so friendly and sweet.

"I'm Willow" I simply stated.

"Iris just graduated and is now working in a boutique. I figured you might need help looking for a job since you just moved in, so feel free to ask Iris for help" Stella said again.

"Yes, we have great places you might want to work at" Iris smiled at me.

"I'll keep that in mind" I earned a glare from my mum. "And thank you for being kind and generous" I put on my best fake smiles and went back to my room.

Now I have to figure out how to unpack. Maybe I should ask Iris. She looks all too willing to do anything.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face and changed into a simple shirt and baggy jeans. Those cookies looked so good.

"Hey sweetheart, how's unpacking?" My mum walked into my room.

"What happened to good old fashion knocking?" I grinned at her.

"Not when the door is open" she sat on my bed.

"How was your night mum?" I yawned.

"Never been peaceful" she placed some newspaper on the bed. "I got something for you" she said.

"Mum you don't have to do this!" I was already irritated. Why does she always think she has to meddle in every single angle of my life? There are some things I can do without right now.

"You need a push" she maintained her cool.

"I need to be alone"

"For how long?"

"Mum, if you're done mourning, I'm not!" I stood to my feet.

"Your father died five years ago for chrissakes!" She stood to her feet

"Doesn't change a thing!" I am not doing this with her again. "Just leave me the hell alone to heal on my own time and pace"

"You need someone to talk to! You need help!" She sighed.

"If I need help, I'll ask for it! Stop trying to fix me!" I shouted and picked my hoodie and keys slamming the door behind me.

I do not know where I am driving to but I know I had to get the hell away from my mother.

She has been my greatest support system and I love her so freaking much but sometimes, she needs to take a step back.

I drove for some minutes in my car, a Porsche 911 1963 I inherited from my father and found myself on a road that just kept going. What is this place?

I stopped my car just by the side of the road to try and get a map on my phone so I could navigate smoothly but I suddenly saw a huge dog.

It ran out of the woods on the left side of the road and quickly disappeared into the woods on the right.

Followed by two more and an even bigger one which stood in front of the car and looked me in the eyes.

It was black with red eyes.

What kind of a dog is that?

No! It's not a dog! It's a wolf! I realized.

I was shaking and didn't know what to do.

I don't want to live another minute in this place.

Why are such dangerous animals living so freely?

I fumbled with my keys and failed so miserably trying to ignite the car.

Then the worst happened.

More wolves came out of the woods and surrounded my car.

I wanted to scream, shout and cry. This can not be the way I die.

I wished I hadn't stormed out on my mother.

My car started shaking and the next thing I did was pick my phone and dial my mother.

She didn't pick twice.

But it was already too late as my car rolled over and I felt my body being dragged out by pointed teeth and claws. I could see the black wolf look down on me.

The last thing I remembered was the intense pain in my abdomen.

So this is it. I'm gonna die just like that? I knew moving here was a bad idea. I'll miss my mother so much but I'll get to be with my father. 

This is strange, I thought I was dead? Then why am I feeling my legs and hands?

I tried to sit up but pain was mainly what I felt.

Slowly opening my eyes, I looked around.

I was in an almost empty room. A heart monitor, water dispenser and the bed I was on.

I felt secluded and closely guarded.

Heavens bless the soul that saved my life. I couldn't believe I was attacked by wolves and I survived.

"Mum?" Was the first thing I said. I just wanted to see her and apologize for walking out on her and maybe she could spare me one of those comforting hugs.

I tried to sit up but the pain pinned me back down. Tears rolled down my face into my ears.

This is the worst luck ever.

I heard footsteps and wiped my face.

"Where's my mother?" I demanded when a man walked in and stood beside me.

"I'm sure she's fine" he said.

"What does that even mean? I want to see her this instant. What hospital is this? Where am I?" I demanded.

The man was physically built with brown hair matching his eyes.

"You're safe. I'll call someone who will answer your questions but as for your mother, don't worry about it" he said and walked out.

I was wearing different clothes, a dress? Who the hell changed me!?

She must be mad at me right now. 

My car!

I heard footsteps again but couldn't see who it was until he stood over me.

He looked better than the first one.

He had the most beautiful set of green eyes I've ever seen. Gray hair and red lips. No beard but a serious face.

"Who are you?" I almost stammered.

"Someone you don't know" he checked the monitor, some device, my pulse and temperature. 

Why the attitude? Can I get this hot doctor everyday?

"Where am I?" I asked again.

"A hospital" he simply said. "Willow right?" He asked and I simply nodded. "Second name?"

"Genzzi" What is the questioning all about?

"What are you feeling?" He asked.

"Um" I touched my neck and my necklace was missing. "Where's my necklace?!" I almost shouted.

"Here" he removed it from his pocket. "But I don't think you should wear it"

"I promised never to take it off. Give it" I suddenly sat up and snatched it from him. 

Where did all that strength come from? I felt strange. I felt like I wanted to growl. I want to roll on the floor or run and feel the breeze caress my face. Smell the leaves and the trees. It was a new feeling I really couldn't figure out.

I put on the necklace and felt better.

I spotted some clothes soaked with blood close to his legs.

"Did I bleed that much?" I touched my stomach and there was hardly a wound but where is the pain coming from? What was happening?

"I want to go home" I tried to get down from the bed but he pinned me to it.

"When you get home, ask your mother to tell you the truth about Genzzi and your necklace" he simply said and I passed out.