Full Moon by Elaina H (short novels in english txt) 📕

Finn grabs my hand and holds it, “Listen, I’m alright. You’re alright. We are good, okay? Can I use your phone to call my mom?”

I nod, “Sure,” he walks away, gets the phone, and again taking the seat beside me.

“Mom? Hey, listen, calm down, I’m at Gwen’s. I was here the whole time, she just didn’t know it.”

His mother talks, “Yes, she knows. How am I supposed to help that, Mom?! Besides, she won’t tell anyone. She’s smart and,” he listen to his mother again. “I know, I know. I have to get my bike and then we’re both coming. Okay?”

He hangs up the phone, and looks at me, “Gwen? Will you come to my house so we can explain some things to you? It will only take a second, and then I’ll bring you back. Promise,” I stand up, and really look at him.

“I’m coming out of it, you don’t need to talk to me like I’m a baby, got it?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, so here’s what you’re going to do,” he smiles when I say this, “you’re going het your bike, drive me to your house as fast as that bike will go, and then you’re going to explain this to me in every detail.

“Now, of course, I won’t tell. I’m not an idiot, I don’t want to get mixed up in this whole thing, okay? Also, if you eat me, scratch me, bite me I will personal tear your nose or snout or whatever off your face. Get it, got it, good,” I give him a thumbs up. “Go, get your bike.”

He laughs, and walks out our back door. When I hear the bike come around front, I exit the house. Grabbing the helmet, I set it on my head.

“We’ll talk about why you’re okay, when we get to your house.” Finn nods and starts driving.

When we pass the ice cream parlor he speaks, “Want a shake?”

I glare, “Drive.”

When we get outside of city limits, I wonder when we are going to stop. “Are we almost…” I stop talking when he takes a turn, and a cute little house is nestles back in the woods.

He parks the bike, and helps me out of the helmet. He takes my hand, and surprisingly, I don’t object.
Finn flings open the door, in the living room sits Aaron, his older brother and sister, father, and mother. They all have a worried expression on their face.

I look around like a kid in a candy store, Aaron smiles when he sees us, and smiles more when he sees that Finn is holding my hand.

“Son,” Finn’s father says as he stands up.

Mrs. Sherwood runs forward and flings her arms around her son, “Oh thank God!” she cries on his shoulder.

I drop his hand, I feel like I’m invading their personal privacy. “We’re glad you didn’t die,” Cal says (he’s the only boy left-he must be Cal).

“You must be Gwen?” Mrs. Sherwood asks.

“Yes, it’s nice to meet you,” I shake her hand.

“You’ve met Aaron, but this is Cal,” she points to the boy I figured was Cal, “this is Lydia,” the gives me a look of disgust, “and my husband Mr. Sherwood.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet all of you,” what else am I supposed to say in a house full of, what ever they are!

They all laugh at me, but in my head they’re a bunch of angry growls. I smile, Finn leans over and whispers into my ear, “They won’t hurt you. I promise,” he jokes, “my dad is easier than my mom.”

I laugh out loud, and everyone looks at me, “Something funny?” Ms. Sherwood asks.

“Nothing much, maam,” I say.

“Are you mocking me?”

Finn interjects, “Mom, stop, Be nice, come on.” He sighs “We need to explain because she’ll have to know what’s going on now that she knows.”

His father is making a Bloody Mary, “Well, I guess I’ll start. After I married Ms. Sherwood we were very happy. But before Mrs. Sherwood, I was in some very shady business with a lab I was working at. The scientist there wanted to make fantasy reality. But life doesn’t work like that.

“Anyways, once I had been married, and Jennifer had Cal and Lydia, we were happy. But, soon, the lab started threatening me, and sending me scary messages.

“Jennifer had Finn nine months later, and three weeks into his birth the lab came. During the night they injected all three of our children with the serum we’d been working on. The serum, obviously, was designed to latch onto our children’s DNA. It was wolf DNA that was the basis for this new enzyme.

“When the children woke up and started crying, nothing was different. I went into Finn’s room and held him up. I couldn’t get him to stop crying. I started burping him and,” Finn looks down, “Finn bit my shoulder, hard enough to draw blood.”

Jennifer, Mrs. Sherwood, picked up the story, “When I walked into the room, he told me not to touch any of our children until he got back.

“Right before my eyes, I watched my husband shift into a wolf. He crashed through the door, and I didn’t see him for three hours. Cal and Lydia has already done the same thing by the time he got back, and they came back shortly after.

“Finn hadn’t changed yet, and that worried Paul. He waited with me, and told me he would handle the children until they could control themselves,” her voice is lowered to a whisper.

“Two weeks later Lydia and Cal were normal enough to hug me and love me, but Finn wouldn’t change. Paul worried that it was because the stress of his bones breaking,” she hiccups, “would kill him, since he was a baby.

“During this time, I became pregnant again, and we considered abortion because he might be born with the gene, he might be a ‘werewolf’, in your terms. But I decided against it.

“We had him when Finn turned one, Aaron was normal, and we were ecstatic, as you can imagine.” At this time I sit next to Mrs. Sherwood and hold her hand as little tears roll down her cheeks.

“Two days later, Finn changed for the first time; he ran off for nine days, we thought he was dead.

“Aaron continued to grow, and Paul continued to help Finn with the changed. In three weeks, Finn could hug and love me again.

“But every full moon I lost two-thirds of my family. I would cry until they came back.

“They would change other times too, but not regularly,” she sighs, and Finn takes over for his distraught mother.

“Three years ago, when Aaron was thirteen, Cal changed in the middle of the night. He changed before the rest of us for no reason, and he,” Finn swallow, “he bit Aaron.

“Aaron changed twenty minutes later, and we saw him two nights later, when he came home.

“My father has ultimate control of his ability, he remember everything from being human when he’s wolf. Cal, Lydia, Aaron, and I are working on it. Some of us are closer than others.

“My parents deadbolt their door at night that way none of us can get to Mom.

“Dad will just jump out the window if he needs to get out,” Finn finishes and his father once again speaks.

“Now, the lab I worked for was founded by the government. The government can’t prove any of the suspicious activity they were into, so if they find us, the living proof, the can put them in jail forever.

“Ever since they’ve been chasing us because if they find us first, and kill us there is no proof.

“But, unfortunately, we also have the government searching for us also,” Paul takes a sip of his Bloody Mary.

“Why don’t you jut turn yourselves into the government, they’ll put the lab rats in jail, and you’ll be free to go,” I realize how stupid I sound after I finish speaking.

“Well, that doesn’t really work since they want to cage us up, and test us even more,” he laughs. “It’s okay as long as the government knows!”

I look around, “Well, thank you for sharing that with me,” what else am I supposed to say?

Cal speaks up, “Well, we didn’t really have a choice, did we?”

I don’t think I like Cal.

Chapter Nine

After the long talk, Finn drives me home, “Are you okay?” he asks.

“I’m fine, I’m actually glad that I found out now. It’s not so much a burden, but I feel like I know you better.”

He smiles and laughs, “Yea, I guess so, but I hope you understand that you can’t tell anybody.”

Once again, I nod, “I know. Only Paul, Jennifer, Lydia, Cal, and Aaron told me; now you! I think I’ve got that part down!”

“Okay, do you still want me to pick you up tomorrow? Or should I let you walk?” as he drives I punch him in the gut.

“What do you think?” he takes one hand of the bars and covers mine with his.

“I’m guessing you want to walk?” Ha ha, very funny.

We ride the rest of the way in silence until we get to my house, “Here we are,” he says.

“Yea, here we are.” I get of the bike, and take the helmet off.

“So, see you bright and early?” he checks.

“Yup,” I look away avoiding his lips.

He chuckles, “Gwen?”

I look up, “Yea?”

“Come here,” he stretches out his arm, and offers me his hand.

“Okay,” I say simply, stepping forward.

Finn pulls me closer, and I lean in. He presses his lips to mine, and kisses me.

At first, I melt into the kiss, pulling him closer. But then, my brain says ‘STOP!’. But, I listen to my heart, which says kiss him.

So I do, I kiss Finn, and I kiss Finn some more. I pull away, and he has a goofy grin, “Your hair’s a little messy,” I joke, trying to fix his hair is pointless.

“Sorry, I might just embarrass you in front of your siblings!” I say teasing him. But no matter what I say, I don’t think the goofy grin is going anywhere.

“Thank you,” I raise my eyebrows and laugh.

“Your welcome,” I kiss him one last time, messing up his hair and wrinkling his shirt, before going in.

Once I open the door, and turn the light on, I hear the bike speed away. Sighing a slide down against the door, “God,” I mutter, “what have I gotten myself into.”

I climb the stair, and see that Anna is back. I climb into bed, still smiling, and turn out my light.

But of course, my happy night would be ruined by part two of my horrible nightmare.

I was dancing with Kurt Laurence. He’s kissed me a few times before Robert noticed.

But when he did, boy, Robert was over there. Before I could do anything, Kurt was on the ground with a broken nose.

I was screaming blood murder. Robert quieted me down, and quietly told me to follow him. Like a stupid girl I did.

He drove us about a mile away from the party before he pulled the car over, “Get out!” he shouted at me.

I giggled, “Here, Robert? Really?”

He yelled at me still, “If you want to kiss other guys, I’ll show you what happens!”

I try to flirt with Robert, but her shoves me to the ground and kicks me in the side. “Robert!” I cry.

But again and again he kicks me in the side. “You stupid idiot!” he continues to scream.

I cry as Robert punch me, blow after blow. The tears sting my eyes, filled with blood.

“Robert!” I cry out. “Please stop, why are you doing this?!” he frowns at me and kicks me once more.

“So you know your place!” before he stops kicking me he spits in my face and hauls me up, “Get in the car!”

I crawl into the backseat, and curl up into a ball.

Next thing I know, I’m away on my driveway before dawn, and I’m dragging my but to bed.