Chapter 7:

Werewolf In My Bed

Beasted


Monday started with strong rain. The weather forecast said it will become even stronger. My mind drifted to the werewolf. Will he be okay? I guess so, he lived like this his whole life... but still I was kind of worried. Tuesday passed as well... the rain was joined with strong wind, sometimes hail and it turned into a thunderstorm.

When I was passing by the window, I noticed a familiar glow in the dark. Why was he standing there in the middle of a storm? A lightning hit... It illuminated his whole body for a second. I could tell his hands flinched. I was sure he was scared, but also determined to be here.

I sighed, put slippers on, and went downstairs in between the door. My eyes scanned the apartment building and with my hand, I signaled him to come towards me. He cautiously looked around the windows and on all fours sprinted out of his hiding spot. I opened the door, made a step to the side, and waited for him to go in. Instantly the whole staircase of the apartment building smelled strongly like a wet dog.

I rushed him up the stairs into my apartment and shut the door behind us. Now what? He was sitting in the hallway looking at me, water leaking from his wet coat. There was only one option and maybe he will bite my head off for that.

I had to give him a bath! "Do you mind, if I wash you?!" He tilted his head to the side in bewilderment. I pointed to the bathroom door... "Please?!" He obliged and without hesitation went inside.

I made him jump into the bathtub. It was tight and small compared to his size, but it is, what it is... I ran the shower... made him even more wet and then used half a bottle of my shampoo on him. Surprisingly he allowed it.

He looked funny; kind of "played" with him. Gave him funny hairstyles and beards, when he had his eyes closed and seemingly enjoyed all the touching and rubbing. I giggled and as soon he opened his eyes I flattened the "style".

Finally, I run the shower again. The bathroom was a wet mess, but the werewolf was clean at last. I started the hairdryer. It died in the middle from overheating. Good... I had another one.

In the end, I led him into my room with a kingsized bed. He went up with his front paw/hands and sniffed it. He stretched on the whole thing and started rubbing his whole body against it. I planned to sleep in the guest room.

Firstly I had to clean up the hallway and the bathroom. It was past eleven when I finished. Out of exhaustion, I forgot about my "guest" who was lying in the dark room. I went inside, took off my clothes to make myself ready to get a shower.

I heard a weird sound and turned towards it. A tail smashing against the bed. It dawned upon me. I was not alone at home! Ashamed... I locked myself in the bathroom. How could I forget about him? But it's OK. It's like a dog, like any other animal... He has just a weird body, which makes me think otherwise... Everything is fine and normal... Calm down...

I took my shower. In the middle of dressing the lights turned off. "Stupid storm!" I knew the apartment like my own palm, so I wasn't afraid of tripping. I opened the door and tripped... right into the closet in front of the door. "What the hell?!" The light flipped on.

The thing I tripped over, was him. While I was in the shower, he lay down in front of the door. I apologized to him. Led him back into the room, said my goodnight, and went into the guestroom on the other side of the apartment.

I was in the middle of falling asleep. I noticed a shadow, a silhouette in the door frame... of a person? I rubbed my eyes... it was just my werewolf. He stood on his hind legs, touched the door frame bent forward, and stepped inside the room. His pointy ears were brushing against the ceiling. That meant he was at least 8′3 or 2.5 meters tall.

I sat down and asked him what was wrong. The thunder and lightning appeared again. His ears laid low. I reached out to touch his leg and he was trembling. He was probably scared. The next second I knew he plopped down on my legs and the bed was full.

"No way!" He gave me those huge green and blue puppy eyes and placed his head into my lap. It was already past midnight and tomorrow I had to go to work. I sighed... "OK, you win! ...But we will sleep in the big bed, this is too small for two of us, even small for you alone."

He jumped out and ran into the other bedroom. I found him already lying there. I placed myself on the left side with my back towards him and face to the window. He inched closer and I moved to the edge,... he did that again and I annoyingly moved too. By the third time I went over to the corner and was in the middle of falling off the bed.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled towards him. I froze... He held me against his body spooning me. Placing his left hind paw over my feet and holding my right hand entangled with his fingers over my head. I looked up. The back of my head touched his hairy chest. I could feel and hear his heart beating. I was embarrassed.

The thunder rumbled and his whole body twitched in fear. I hugged his arm, which was still around my waist to comfort him, and made myself into a ball exposing my head and neck. He immediately pushed his cold, wet nose against my nape and started to lick it.

It tickled so I reached up and behind, to grab his muzzle. I placed it on the left side of my face and caressed him, while he was still licking my palm. After a while the moving tongue between my fingers slowed down and his whole body was twitching. Not in a scared way, but he was finally falling asleep... I followed him soon after.

I woke up hugging him and my leg was placed over his. He was lying on the back and still deep in the dreamland. I felt even more embarrassed. The sun was already rising and I needed to get ready to work, but what will I do with him? He can't go to the forest in the broad daylight!?

He will probably stay at my home... so I will wake him up soon and explain that to him, hope he will understand me and stay. The doorbell rang. Oh hell no! I awkwardly opened. It was my ex. What the hell he was up to?!

A furry head pushed its way in between my hip and the door. I was screwed!...