Lone Wolf 1.4

(from Alex's Point of view)



    I awoke in a cold sweat, the nightmare having come back, and my heart pounded out of its cage as I looked around. Nothing, just an empty room full of glasses and empty chemical tubes. Going back to sleep, I knew I had school tomorrow.



    Jake was beginning to question my sanity whenever I would ask to see his teeth, or even when I would check his skin. Granted, he let me do those tests, but the look was in his eyes. "So, what blood do you drink?" I randomly asked one day. He shook his head as if to signal that it had come from a random point in space. "I don't?" was his reply. "What do you drink?" My face fell to the floor, and I looked about as good as I felt. "Is everything alright Alex?" he asked, and I simply mumbled.



    "Alex," he said. "I'm here," I mumbled. "You may be here physically, but not mentally. What's up?" Jake's eyes were the deepest of blue, and his hair waved lightly in the wind. I looked back at the floor, unable to contemplate what to tell him. I couldn't tell the nightmare to him because then he would be offended. Then again, I didn't want to keep secrets from him due to the fact that he was my friend.Hell, he was my ONLY friend.



    "I don't want to talk about it," I murmured, and threw away my lunch. Walking to my locker, I heard him following me. Knowing he would not let this rest, I turned to face him. "I told you, I don't want to talk about it." With his innocent look, he simply stared at me. People passed by us, ignoring us as they usually did. The hallway was empty in no time, and it was just us. "You're going to be late for math," I said, and tried to leave, but he put his arm in front of me, his hand on the locker door firmly.



    Turning the other way, he mirrored himself, doing the same as he had before, only using his other arm. "Jake, this isn't funny," I growled, and hid my face from him. He stepped closer, placing his chin on my shoulder and whispering into my ear.