It's been a week since the accident at the market and you haven't shared a single word with your family about it nor intended to.

Michael caught a whole damn, steel, long and freaking heavy column, the ones they use when making a building, with his one bare hand like it was a feather! To lift up such a column they would need a special machine that caught it at its two ends and then slowly lift it but Michael... You even began thinking this might have been a dream and not reality for such things were impossible!

You thought again and again, playing the whole scene over and over again in your head to only come to the conclusion that it was real.

You have also been watching Michael ever since very closely for strange behavior and things like that but he was just like before the accident - absolutely normal, well besides the fact that you found him in the barn and that he couldn't talk. He acted completely normal, even looked vulnerable and sensitive. His eyes showed nothing but purity and goodness, the ones that even a child didn't have in their heart. He was the finest person you have ever met.

"YSN, it's getting late!" your mom told your sister as she was walking around the house looking for something. You have just gotten out of the bathroom to find Michael waiting for you in front of the door again, like every other time when you enter some room and close the door behind you. When you'd wake up in the morning and open the door of your bedroom, you'd find him there, laying on the floor right in front of your room, sleeping. At first, you thought he was gonna get ill because of sleeping on the cold floor without even a blanket over his body until you once touched him while he was asleep to feel warmness coming from his body. When cats and dogs slept, their bodies would remain warm during the whole time, it was the same with Michael.
"Mom, have you seen my ball?" YSN asked.
"What ball?"
"The one we played with yesterday." your sister gathered all the children of the neighborhood which weren't much, took Michael and went out to play basketball.
"Honey I don't know! Why are you even asking me? You played with it, how am I supposed to know!"
"Mom, I'm going to bed. Goodnight." you said.
"Goodnight, YN." she kissed your cheek and you headed for your room upstairs. Michael's footsteps echoed behind you. You turned around to look at him for a second. His eyes sparkled. No, his whole face sparkled! Light was all over his face, as a matter of fact, he was the light and he was letting it shine through his whole being upon you, enlightening your world and bringing happiness to it.

He wanted to enter you room but you won't let him.

"No! Don't even think about it." and you closed the door between you and him. Not that you didn't want him to be next to you but how were you gonna explain that to your mom?

You laid on you bed and pulled the blankets over your body but something didn't feel quite right.

Michael was now probably lying on the floor in front of your door like every night. You got up from bed, took a few pillows, placing them on the floor in front of your room, then grabbed your blanket and laid down on your new bed.

You turned around so that your body was facing the door. The door was short and didn't go all the way to the ground so you were able to see a little.

Michael's body was there, facing your room.

He was sleeping like an angel with his mouth slightly open. You couldn't help but let out a silent giggle.

He fell asleep so fast? He must have been tired because he gets up so early every morning with the sun!

Tiredness and drowsiness took over your body too. You felt your eyes wanted to close themselves so as to jump into peaceful slumber, yet your mind and heart didn't want to detached from the view before you - Michael. His perfect face, his black, tight curls, his huge hands, placed in front of his chest that was heaving up and down.. then all of a sudden, the image of him grabbing that column crossed your mind.

What was Michael?

You didn't know but one thing was sure... he was definitely not a human.

Author's POV

"I am so sick of everybody!" Nick said as he tightened the grip around the steering wheel.
"You better watch the road!" the girl beside him remarked.

It was around 4 in the morning and they were returning to the village from a wild party in the city. Nick was drunk as hell.

"Don't tell me what to do!" he ordered her, slurring his speech "I'm so sick of people tellin' me what to do... I have more money than all of you put together!" he slammed the steering wheel with his right hand.
"What are you mumbling about again!?" the girl asked and watched him as he took few big gulps from the whiskey bottle.
"You think you're better than me too, ha?" he looked at her. "Anyone who dares to challenge me will be taught a lesson! Got that?"
"Are we going to your place for another drink?" the bored girl tried to change the topic.
"You drink like a hoarse girl... want something other than that?" he said looking at her but then, all of a sudden, they bounced really hard in the car, Nick's head hit the steering wheel hard. They were lucky they had seatbelts on.

"You distracted me bitch!" Nick yelled and placed his hand on his forehead to wipe away the blood.
"Oh God... my head.." they looked outside to see what they hit.

It was the wooden fence where the neighbor kept his goats. Nick started the car again and drove backwards to see the broken pieces of fence on the grass. Right in front of the car was the corpse of one goat. The rest of the goats were running away in whatever direction they saw since they got scared of the crash that had just happened.

Michael was there too and witnessed the whole thing. He was looking for YN's sister's ball since the last time they played with it, he hit it so hard that it disappeared in the far distance.

He looked at the dead goat and his heart broke. He loved animals so much and seeing the corpse of one made him very sad. He went over to the body and gently picked it up while Nick and his girl watched him.

"What's that?" Nick said. "It's that damn freak again!"
"Oh no! What are we gonna do? He saw us and he's gonna tel-"
"Don't worry he can't talk. Let's get out of here." he hit the pedal and they quickly disappeared in the darkness, leaving Michael alone with the goat in his embrace.

"What happened? What was that?" the neighbor came out of his house running to find Michael holding a dead goat and see his broken fence. Michael turned around to look at him and slowly walking over, gently put the goat on the grass in front of his feet. "You-" the neighbor thought Michael must have done something to the goat although it was hard to believe that such a nice and quite boy like Michael is capable of doing something like that. Michael simply turned around and headed back to the house. The neighbor didn't stop him... his heart was telling him Michael was innocent.

Your POV

You woke up early in the morning today and when you opened the door of your bedroom, you saw Michael was no longer there. You quickly run downstairs and looked through the window to find him in the garden watering the flowers.

"You're up with the sun, aren't you, Michael?" he lifted his head up to look into your eyes. His deep, brown eyes lit up and his lips formed a smile. You felt your cheeks burning. "Why don't you come inside, there is something I wanna show you." he didn't wait for a second invitation but quickly put the water can down and scurried inside.

You went upstairs in your room and grabbed the notebook.

"See this, Michael?" you showed it to him and he nodded his head. "Do you know what this is?" he shook in 'no'. You opened it and showed him inside. "This is the English alphabet and you're gonna learn how to write, how about that?" he smiled and nodded his head. His eyes didn't even for a second stopped looking in yours.

You believed that no person can survive without being able to write and read in today's world, therefore, you thought it was very important for Michael to learn those things. You opened the notebook and showed him how to write the first letter. He took the pen from your hands and tried to do it but wasn't very successful, after all, it was his very first attempt. However, it seemed as if he liked it a lot. He was very concentrated on "his work" and tried really hard to do it nicely.

"No, Michael, draw a straight line like this!" you took the pen and his hand with your fingers, showing him how to do it the right way but instead to focus and try harder, he looked at you. Those warm eyes made your heart beat faster. "M-Michael... why are you looking at me like this?" you've never before noticed how soft his lips were. "Write the letter like I showed you... come on!" you reminded him and he obeyed. "Your hands are really warm..." you whispered. You watched him write for a while until something came to your mind. "Michael.." you touched his arm to get his full attention "Why don't you try talking? Say Michael.." no reply from him "Come on try it! Michael" you slowly pronounced the word to show him how you moved your lips and tongue but what you got from him was
"Mmmh"
"You gotta move your tongue like this.. MICHAEL. Try it again!"
"Mmmm" he became moving his tongue but it was rather funny. Maybe it was too early for him to speak?
"Well, it's ok. You'll try again next time.. Michael, your eyes are very beautiful..." did you say that out loud?

You were looking at each other. It was like your eyes were the north and south pole. You couldn't stop.

He raised his hand and gently put it on the top of your head.

"M-Michael..." your cheek became red. He begun caressing your hair very slowly.. His big, warm hands felt amazing against your head. You wished this moment would last forever but then

RING RING

"It's the phone. I'll be right back!" you got up from your seat to pick up. "Hello?"
"Hello. Mrs. YMN? I'm calling from the country office."
"What is this about?" you asked.
"I looked into the matter for the boy and getting him into an orphanage is difficult but there is a facility for the disabled that could take him in."

Michael leaving... you? A life without him? Why did that thought scared you so much? 

You hesitated for a second.

"Mrs. YMN are you there?"
"There's no such person here." you hung up.

The day went by really fast and before you knew it, it was time to go to bed. You took a shower, brushed your teeth and were all ready for sleep. Michael lied down in front of your room as usual and you moved your mattress next to the door to watch him sleep from the creek between the door and floor.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"YN!" your sleep was interrupted by the knocking of someone "YN!" oh no.. it was Nick knocking on your bedroom door. You looked at the clock and it was 3am. "Open up!" he sounded drunk. You wished he didn't a have a key of the house but since it was his, he had that right. You got up and opened.
"What?" you dryly said, noticing Michael was no longer in front of your room.
"YN!!" Nick said with a huge smile on his face. And yes, he was drunk. "How are you?"
"You came here at 3am to ask me how I am?"
"No, I came to talk to you..." he was slurring his speech "Why don't we go outside and talk, ha?"

You agreed to do it because he promised to leave after you talked.

You wrapped your arms around your shoulders because the air was cold.

"What do you want?" straight to the topic.
"YNN.. I don't like your voice, you should show some respect! I've loved and helped you and you... you're such an ungrateful brat!" yeah right? Because I don't wanna sleep with you? For not being a whore? You looked behind Nick and saw more people in his car. They were his friends or rather gang. They must have spent the whole morning drinking.  "Come with me.. let's go get some drinks." you completely ignored all his words since it was pointless to argue with his spoiled, drunk ass.  You begun leaving but he quickly grabbed your arm and spun you around. "Heyy! I just wanna talk to you!" you heard the sound  of someone's hand hitting wood. You turned your head around to find Michael standing next to barn, looking at Nick with angry eyes.

"Michael, stay there!" you told him. Nick had his friends there and only God knew what they could do in this condition.
"Ohh who do we have here!" drunk Nick said "Hi freak! Missed me? HEY GUYS COME HERE!"

You saw as 3 boys got out of the car carrying metal and wooden sticks in their hands. Oh No... but to your surprise Michael didn't look scared at all, instead he growled.

"Why does he growl like a puppy! Hey freak, keep messing with me and I'll chop you into steaks!" Nick yelled.

Michael begun growling even louder.

"Hey, Nick, is this the guy?"
"Yeah." he replied.
"Hahahaha! We'll bust his ass!" you tried so hard to free your hand from Nick's grip but without success.

You decided to bite his hand and this worked.

You bit him as hard as you could, he screamed in pain and quickly let go of you, throwing you to the side with such a force you collapsed on the grass. You felt so miserable and humiliated.

You looked at Michael because only his face was able to make you feel better right now but you didn't expect to see what you saw...

His eyes glistened with fury like the ones of an animal. His face and whole body were shaking in anger. He was growling and showing off his teeth. Then all of a sudden....

his body begun changing.

You saw as fur begun covering his body, his hands grew bigger and the nails on his fingers became longer and sharp. The same happened with his feet and his body became bigger... You also saw sharp fangs glistening in the dark.

He was turning into... a werewolf....

You wanted to scream but didn't have the strength for it. You froze on the grass. The boys didn't notice him because they were drunk but as he begun walking towards you, the earth bounced and they looked at him.

"Holy crap..."
"Shit! What happened to him?"

Your heart was beating fast and loud in your ears, just like a drum.
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