Borderline Love (alternative ending)

I woke up to blood. Everywhere.

No..

I stood unsteadily, the guilt engulfing my heart and setting its roots in my soul .

Layla.

My heart hurt. 

My shirt was dotted with red spots, stained with blood. I fell to the ground, staring off into blank space with teary eyes and puffy cheeks. And suddenly, I heard the branches behind me creak.

Someone was nearby.

I whipped my head towards their direction as the person stepped out from the trees, a bunch of freshly picked berries in their hands.

Layla smiled softly, her shaky but cheeky voice trying hard to mask the sadness behind her eyes, "You didn't think that you'd actually be able to kill me, right?"

She's alive.

Oh my god.

I rushed up to her, wrapping my arms around her in a hug long overdue, "I w-was so scared. I thought I killed you."

She laughed softly, dropping the berries as she pulled me closer and hugged me tighter. "I wanna stay like this forever," She mumbled, resting her head on my shoulder.

"H-how did you..?" I knew how vicious I became once I transformed, so how in the world did Layla survive while everyone else suffered a horrible death?

Layla glanced at all the remains surrounding us, her lower lip wobbling, "I have no idea actually... W-when you were a wolf, you just... I was so scared," She glanced up at me, eyes glistening, "But I couldn't hurt you. I just couldn't. And then something crazy happened."

Hmm?

"I, well,.. I touched your nose," Layla started. I almost laughed. What?

"You're kidding me, right? My big furry wolf nose?" I laughed, refusing to believe it.

"I swear, something just came over me... when I touched you... you just, just... stopped," Layla muttered, both of our faces screaming confusion.

If there was one thing I knew, it was that during my transformation, I couldn't be stopped.

"Oh, and then you uh, detranformed and... fell asleep in my arms," Layla laughed, her face flushed.

"BUT HOW?" I don't just fall asleep in the middle of a transformation. How the hell could that have happened?

"Don't ask me! Aren't you the werewolf here?" Layla muttered, grabbing one of the berries in her pocket and stuffing it in my mouth, "Eat. You haven't eaten anything at all."

I scowled, sitting down as she fed me more berries, the thought of how the hell Layla could have tamed the beast inside of me never leaving.

"Oh! By the way, before you... killed the King," Layla started, "There was something her kept shouting and mumbling. About a prophecy? Drinking blood and being invincible or something. And he really really wanted you. Like a lot. I was so weirded out-"

Then it hit me. Of course that stupid King wanted to be invincible. "That's it! You drank my blood!"

"Excuse- Oh wait I did! Shit. That's not good. Werewolf blood is harmful. I-"

I jumped up, shaking my head, "Layla!! No! You see, I think the king was talking about this prophecy from aeons ago about about a werewolf and vampire truce or something. I mean everyone thought it was bullshit. But look! You drank my blood, meaning now we're possibly bonded for life and-"

"And you're rambling off."

"Shhh, I'm trying to figure it out."

"So... We're bonded for life?"

I looked up, my cheeks burning and a small smile on my face, "I guess?"

Layla smiled, pulling me in for a kiss, "Huh, that sounds nice."

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