Calling the Police.

"I said don't call them!" Elizabeth yelled at me when I picked up the phone.

"Why? It's a bad thing done. It'll be good for you to seek attention from them!" I yelled back. I don't know why I yelled, she was just rapped, so she had a reason to be yelling, but I? I didn't.

"NO!" This time she screamed, "I can't have them look at me. If they take Gertinald, then they'll find out about his..." She faltered. Oh great. Maybe she's come to love him? I hope not. "About him  being a werewolf." She finished, uncertainly. "No, I am not!" She screamed at me.

"Of course you are. Why else would you shield him? He freaking bit you, and now," I paused trying to calm down, but not succeeding. "Now, he's rapped you! I'm calling the police. No matter what, you are now a victim."

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An hour later, and we were still fighting. Elizabeth cleaned herself up, at least. We went back to the house, but before we turned onto our street, I remembered my little sister probably still there where I left her. So I turned around quickly and grabbed Elizabeth's arm and started running fast. She yelped in sudden pain, but regained herself quickly and started running. 

 

"I forgot about Haylee. She's at-" She interupted me.

"You forgot about her? How can you forget about your sister?" she screamed at me. I didn't know she can yell that loud. We were running on the highway, people were honking at us. 

"I don't know Elizabeth, I just don't know." I tried to look at her in the eye, but found that every time I tried, a car would just run up close to me and swivel away. It drives me crazy. 

"Well, you should've done what I told you to do, and not leave her!" she yelled at me. Somehow I knew she would do that.

"Well I didn't like the idea of you perhaps getting killed in action. I came to help you, but apparently I wasn't wanted." I said, and right as it left my mouth, I regretted it. I wish that I can take words back. I can't control my anger very well, I've noticed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." I apologized quickly.

"You should be. And thanks for trying to help me, but I was trying to protect you and Haylee. We're fine, but she's still a regular human who can easily be killed. What you just did was irresponsible. Your mother, yes, I mean Kara, would be very mad at you if she were to find out about this." she scolded me.

And I knew that too. I deserved to be scolded. 

But being scolded doesn't help the problem, does it?

Author's Note

Alright, finally, it's done. I have a brilliant idea for the next chapter! :)

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I liked this chapter...and I think she should have called the police...getting raped is a really serious matter...I would know...I like that she is protective of her friends too. I like Elijah a lot more. Can't wait to read on. Thanks for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

A short chapter. I like the way she try to protect her friend. You create some character building in this chapter. A very good chapter.
Coyote

[Short.Nerd]

Very good.