12. the hospital incident

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hiiii! im super duper sorry this chapter is so short- im trying to get this story to its most interesting parts but its taking quite some time and i do apologize. i hope youll continue to reaaadd :)

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"Who are you?", I [EJ] ask.

EJ's pov

My heart beats faster and faster as the room goes silent and I stand, staring at the mysterious man. I look down at my phone that is secured in my hand. Secretly, I press record and wait for the person to say something.

"The names...Ethan.", he says.

He had a deep, creepy voice. He talked slow and quietly.

"What are you doing here? How'd you get in?!", I rattle off questions.

He raises his index finger and shakes it back and forth.

"It's not a Q and A. I have a message for you...and your friends.", he slowly speaks.

"And what might that be?", I question.

He sighs, "You've heard it before but...watch your back."

I gulp and watch as he walks out of the door frame and down the hallway. I quickly walk out into the hallway, only to find that he had disappeared.

{The next day; Wednesday}

Ricky's pov

I sling my backpack over my shoulder and quickly make my way through the hallways. I turn the corner and see Gina and EJ standing by her locker. I walk up to them.

"Hey", I breath out, clutching onto my backpack straps.

"Morning", they both say.

"You two still coming after school to see Nini?", I ask.

Gina sighs, "I can't...we have dance practice."

"And my parents are flipping out about what happened last night...and they don't want me going out.", EJ explains.

I bite my lip, "Alrighty then..."

"Tell her we said hi though?", Gina smiles.

I nod my head as the bell rings, and everyone goes their separate ways. In class today, we had the whole period to work on our projects. I pull my phone out and begin to do research about the werewolf myth.

Nini's pov

My eyes slowly squint open. I move my head around, looking at my surroundings. I'm lying on a hospital bed. My memory was extremely foggy. The last thing I remember is seeing Ricky walk into my kitchen while I lied there on the floor, the only feeling being the pain jolting through my veins.

I rub my eyes with my hands til my vision clears up more. I yawn and stretch my arms out, but quickly dropping them to my side when I feel a sharp jolt of pain get sent through my stomach. The memories come flooding back in rather quickly. I take a deep breath and lift my shirt up, just past my stomach.

I bite my lip, gently tracing over the still sensitive stiches with my finger. I quickly release the grip of my shirt, letting it fall back down, when I hear the door click open. I look up and a small smile creeps on my face.

"Hey sweetie...", my mom says.

"Hi", I reply.

"How're you feeling?", my dad questions, coming over to hug me. He also places a small kiss on my forehead.

I nod, "I'm okay."

My mom sits next to me on the hospital bed, brushing the hair out of my face.

"What happened sweetie? Do you remember anything?", she asks.

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