Chapter 2

                                    

                                          

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As we walked back into class, Jazz grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side.
                          
"This guy is a total creep, Larka. please be careful. I wish Mel and I had been able to sit with you now."
                          
I smiled and waved her away.
                          
"He seems kinda mysterious but maybe he isn't too bad inside." 
                          
Jazz looked like she could disagree a lot, but Mr Walsh told the class to sit down and so had to scurry to my seat.
                          
I glanced to my side at Harry and he was staring at the board, he had doodled what looked like a wolf and a circle in the margin. I wondered if he was into art or something, or maybe animals. I would have asked him if he was someone else but he was just too intimidating.
                          
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On the way home, I always walked with Jazz and Mel, but they left ahead of me and there's a stretch I have to walk on my own. I'm not such a scared kind of person, but I flinch like anything, and of course. It's a wood I have to walk past.
                          
As I was nearly the warily silent trees, I heard heavy breathing from inside the copse. I shivered and started to shake. Just keep walking.
                          
What if someone was gonna jump out and attack me or something? I hated the thought and was almost running by now. That's when the gasping in pain started, it stopped almost as quickly as it had begun and I shook my head. What the hell is going on?
                          
I peered into the trees and thought I caught something lying down in the corner of my eye. I could still hear a few whimpers and I wondered if I should go get help. There wasn't really any houses nearby and so I decided I'd have a look. The body didn't seem to be moving. As I walked over, I suddenly thought. What if there's a murderer or rapist around and this was just their last victim?
                          
I recognised the curls first, they were tangled with twigs and... Oh. I blushed.
                          
He was half naked. I gingerly knelt next to him and whispered his name. 
                          
"Harry?" 
                          
He moaned and I gently pushed him onto his back. I gasped, there was a huge rip up his chest. How on earth had that got there. He moaned again.
                          
"Harry?" I said louder and he slowly opened his green eyes, looking blearily around him.
                          
"W-where am I?" His husky voice clogged with sleep and pain. I shushed him and pointed at his wound.
                          
"What's happened?"
                          
I think he finally recognised me and he smirked, leant forward and got up. I tried to hold him down but it was no use.
                          
"Oh, just a scratch." 
                          
My mouth gaped wide and he chuckled, gently pushing my mouth shut and turning to walk away.
                          
I wanted to shout after him. I had so many questions. 
                          
What was he doing?
                          
Why here?
                          
But, one thing I was sure.
                          
He was mysterious and I was going to find it out from him.
                          
I was staring at the back of his torso as he walked through the trees, getting further away with each step. 
                          
My mind was whirling, should I catch up and make sure he's ok? 
                          
A sudden urge hit me and I ran towards him. He stopped, tilted his head to the side and said very quietly, but somehow I could hear.
                          
"Leave, now. You don't understand what you're getting into." 
                          
I frowned, and tried to catch his arm, but he wrenched it out my grip. His eyes met mine and they were no longer their pretty green, but a golden amber.
                          
"Have you got contacts in?" 
                          
I asked, trying to change the subject. He grimaced and looked almost worried. His voice sounded gruff, growling, but husky as usual.
                          
"Look, Larka, you have to go, it isn't safe anymore. I-I can't control myself when I'm like this."
                          
He looked me in the eyes, and I shivered. Maybe it was a bad idea following him. But he seemed to be actually being kinda nice... I guess.
                          
He started towards me and I flinched, grabbing me by the shoulders in an iron grip, he shook me slightly. 
                          
"Larka, I'm actually asking you." He gulped. "Do it for your safety. I don't care what you do it for. If anything, do it for me."
                          
With that he turned away and ran through the trees. I felt so confused, I sighed and started to turn away. I looked back at him one more time and saw nothing. 
                          
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[Harry's P.O.V]
                          
I kept running, and cursed. I should have seemed more annoyed with her, or even shouted, scared her, whatever.
                          
But no, in my frantic need to get away, I actually felt like I cared for her. I don't even know her. I just wanted to get her as far away from me as possible, not get hurt.
                          
I hope she lets this incident lie low, not talk about it anymore. I'd appreciate that. 
                          
I chuckled, the laugh turning into a yelp of pain.
                          
"It's funny how, when you're deep in thought, you don't realise you're changing."
                          
My body convulsed and I sucked in a breath.
                          
After that, blackness took me.
                          
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[Larka's P.O.V]
                          
I turned on TV. The news was just starting, it seemed quite interesting. The headline caught my eye, 'Possible deadly animal on the loose' I shivered, that was strange.
                          
The TV mesmerised me, 
                          
News reader.
                          
"7 sheep have gone missing at Glowbore farm and white and brown clumps of fur have been found around the site.
                          
Whether this is a stray dog, a gang of teenagers messing around or something more dangerous.
                          
We are advising you all to stay in your houses and only go out when necessary."
                          
The news ended with the flashing words...
                          
BE CAREFUL. 
                          
I gaped, what if?
                          
What if that was what attacked Harry?
                          
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The story is developing. :D