An American Werewolf in Paris

1 - Tu Me Manques

Isaac's POV

Tu me manques. The French version of I miss you. The literal translation is more like you are missing from me. That is exactly how I feel. As if something has been taken from me. As if something has been ripped from inside me.

It's like she took a part of me with her when she died.

I can't even say her name; can't even think it.

Every night I dream of that day and during the day it's all I can think about.

Could I have done something different? Would she still be alive if I had?

Everywhere around me I see her. From hearing Parisians say 'argent' to the little girl on the metro with the same colour hair as her.

Even now I was thinking of her, sat outside the Louvre.

Then someone blocked off the sun in front of me.

"Isaac..."

"You're going back, aren't you?" I said.

"I need to, there is a major problem back home." Chris replied. "Do you wanna come back with me?"

"I can't. It hurts too much. There is reminders of her everywhere." I answered.

"It's okay Isaac. Take as much time as you need." he told me. "You can stay in the apartment for as long as you want. No hunters know about it."

"Thanks Chris, for everything." I truly was thankful for all he had done to be. In the past few months he had become like a dad to me.

Better than my own.

"You very welcome. I'm leaving now so I guess this is goodbye," he said and gave me a hug. "Keep in touch and if you need anything just call me and I'll help in anyway I can."

"Will do, bye,"

I watched him walk away.

It felt as if a chapter of my life had been closed and I could now start a fresh.

No more dwelling on the past.

I sat on the bench outside the Louvre until the sun started setting.

I had finally decided it was time to go back to Chris' apartment - well, my apartment now.

It was a beautiful old french town house that used to be owned by a posh aristocrat centuries ago that had been converted into apartment. Mine was on the top floor.

As I entered the apartment, I chucked my keys on the kitchen counter and slowly made my way to the bedroom.

Walking all the way from the Louvre had tired me out even though I was a werewolf.

I couldn't help but think of the full moon coming up soon and how I would have to go into the padded cell me and Chris had made when we first arrived.

Yes, I know your thinking 'but you found your anchor' but I still don't trust myself and have problems keeping control sometimes.

I then decided to worry about it tomorrow and just go to sleep for now.

I took off my jeans and shirt and just flopped onto my bed.

Immediately I shut my eyes and drifted off into an anything but peaceful sleep.

We were fighting the Oni again. I was barely able to fend the one that was trying to slash me to pieces, let alone think about how anyone else was doing when I heard Lydia scream.

I turned and saw her falling, crumpling to the ground.

Now I screamed but no sound came. It was like everything was on mute.

Suddenly I bolted up in bed.

KNOCK KNOCK

There was banging at the door.

I took a few calming breaths before getting up and going to the door.

"Excusez-moi? Excusez-moi?"

I opened the door to see a girl stood there. She had brown hair that fell in soft curls around her face and greyish coloured eyes that really intrigued me.

She started saying something in French but I cut her off.

"Desolé, mais je ne parle pas français." I spoke, a little bit broken. "je suis American."

"Ah, d'accord, okay. I'm half English anyway. Umm sorry to intrude but umm I live in the apartment downstairs and I heard screaming from up here so I wanted to see if you were okay." She said in perfect English.

"Oh shit, sorry that umm was probably me. Nightmare..?" I mumbled back, embarrassed. I started rubbing the back of my neck.

"Oh no, that's okay, I was just a bit worried. I'm Clara by the way." she replied, saying her name with a French accent so it sounded like clar-ha.

"I-Isaac," I said back to her.

"Well I'm just going to let you sleep now so good night. Bon nuit."

"Night," I replied.

Then I went straight to bed and dreamed of a certain pair of grey eyes.

Hey guys,

Sorry it's a bit short. This is the first chapter! yay!! Hope you enjoyed. not sure where this story is going to go yet but I like it so far.

It was a bit boring of a beginning but I had to set the scene as to speak.

So yeah, love ya!

Becca xx

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