Nightmare

    The first thing I could gather about my surroundings was that it was cold. The floor was stone, absolutely no warmth to it whatsoever. I moved a hand that was under my head to rub my temple, but the slightest movement sent my whole body into a state of terrible pain. I winced and let out a small whine, knowing that there was much that I couldn't do about my state. It always happened when I would shift into my wolf form. Every bone in my body would break and reform itself to better fit that form, and break again when I could shift back into my humanoid form. 
    When I'm in a painful state like this, to where I can't even really move, I just have to wait for my body to get accustomed to it's form again. That's how it's always been for me. 
    .... but when I let out that whine of pain, lightening danced across the sky outside, giving me enough lighting to see my surroundings better. 
    Blood was the first detail I caught, although the fact that I couldn't even smell it beforehand gave me a couple of questions to think about. There was blood all over the room. On the walls, the doorframe.... I was even lying in some. But, my small puddle of blood wasn't nearly as bad as the person that was with me. 
    I saw their outline, and the massive puddle of blood they were lying in. I attempted to see if I could even detect who it was by scent. For some reason though, I couldn't... I couldn't. 
    Another bolt of lightening, more lighting reveals their blue hair to me, and their matching blue eyes as they stared at me with fear and confusion. 
    Those eyes....
    ......Cassandra!
    I tried to move, even the smallest to get a hold of her already outstretched hand. My eyes filled themselves with tears to match my shock over the matter of seeing Cassandra like this. I didn't want to see her like this. I never wanted to see her hurt... let alone dying. 
    "Why... didn't you tell me...?" I heard her barely existing voice ask me. "I.... wouldn't... of followed if...."
       Followed...? She followed me? 
    .... Right. When it's close to the new moon period, and the days the beast takes over approaches, I run as far as I can from civilization. I know that during the night of the new moon itself, I can't regain any control.... but the day before and after it I seem to be able to if I tried hard enough...
    But, I couldn't get the reins in time. 
    My body screamed as I tried to reach for Cassandra's hand, the pain from even making the smallest moment felt like I was being melted by the sun. I went to open my mouth, to explain my fear of her knowing my truth... and the fear of her leaving me, but nothing came out. Not even a whisper.
    "I can't... believe you tried... to hide that from me... To think I've... trusted you.... that I've loved you."
    I whimpered as my hand almost made it to Cassandra's, but she pulled it away a small bit, to where I couldn't reach it. My eyes widened as it took in more lighting from the next lightening bolt. Cassandra's eyes started to close as she was losing life, the last words I heard from her was this. 
    "I'll never forgive you for this."
    Her breath stopped, and somehow I know her soul already left her body to go find peace. I lied there a bit, balling up my reached out hand into a fist. I empounded that fist into the stone floor, not caring if the pain from that was stacking onto the pain I've already felt. 
    I've lost her. I've never wanted to lose her this way. I just didn't want to tell her what happens to me. I was too scared too. I thought that she would leave if she knew that I was nothing more than an uncontrollable animal. I didn't want to lose anyone again. Especially her... I loved her so much, my dead heart ached to see her every morning. But now... but now.... She's gone... She's.....g-

    ****

    The alarm went off, snapping me awake from the dream. I sat up in the bed and turned to see Cassandra still sleeping there as peaceful as ever. I smiled, glad that the events that happened weren't real....even if I could still feel hints of the pain I've felt in that dream. The fire in my veins burning me from the inside out. I could still feel it all, even though none of it happened.
    Was it a warning, or just my fears trying to get the best of me?
    Regardless, the dream did bring up a good point. I needed to tell her the truth one day, before I scare her during a shift... or kill her, because I don't think I'll wish to live if I did that to her. She deserved to know the truth, afterall. And... if she leaves me and hates me because I told her... I would be infinitely more happy with that than if she died because I didn't tell her a thing. 
    I slowly moved out of the bed to get dressed, my brain scrambling to figure out how to crack this to her. Afterall, I think I only have a week before I have to take off again. And....
    I refuse to let that thing kill her. I don't think I'll be able to live if anything happened. 

AAND ANOTHER DEPRESS STORY (Dies)

ALSO A PREVIEW OF A CHARACTER I'M MAKING FOR SOMEONE. 

AND STUFF (dies again)