Because of Ems? I briefly wondered if I really wanted to remind her, but sooner or later it would happen anyway.
Bay drew a question mark.
Emely, I wrote.
She looked tense, then eyed me. I was curious what was going through her head.
You’re one of them, too, aren’t you? She wrote on the note, still clearly tense.
The thought hurt me a little, because the last thing I wanted to be was one of them.
I hesitated too long, because another note pressed against the window.
A werewolf...
She really did make me laugh.
You’ll never see me as such a beast, I promise.
She looked at me suspiciously. Was there something else in her gaze? Fear?
I wrote, I’m sorry if I frighten you. That is not my intention.
I remembered what curse I had inside me and all the things I could do to her, that I was more than dangerous.
Right now, I don’t know what I should really be afraid of.
Bay looked at me with sadness, her eyes shining slightly, as if she were close to tears again.
She seemed to want to write something else.
There was a woman here earlier.
I knew immediately who she was referring to.
She said I was a... Bay paused and looked down at the note.
I forgot the word, she finally wrote on a new sheet. Next to her were the other written sheets in a messy pile.
I quickly wrote Quatura?
She stared at me for some seconds, as if it had occurred to her again that she couldn’t actually trust anyone here, then she wrote again. Yes...
My condolences I meant it as I wrote it.
Where did I end up here?
Welcome to Blairville 😊
She rolled her eyes.
My life has been a mess since I got here.
She looked at me in despair as the sunlight that seemed to be coming from behind our house broke in her eyes. I looked at the two colors which, along with the many freckles around her nose, made her look special.
I blinked and wrote Then that makes two of us 😊
Stop with the stupid smileys
I grinned again.
What do you have against smileys?
She wrote, with a slight smile on her lips.
They are just inappropriate.
Whatever you say 😊
I enjoyed annoying this girl.
She wrote again without me having to ask her for it, which made me not regret something in my life for once.
Tonight, 11pm, I’m supposed to go somewhere where they want to do something with me.
Concern rose in my chest. She had just been let in on all this crap, and now she was already supposed to join them. Probably because there was a full moon today.
I’m planning to run away. She continued to write.
