Tina just got the call she's been dreading, her grandmother passed away and she has to go back to the small town where she grew up in order to make her grandmother's funeral arrangements.
She's been dreading this day like no other. She made a promise to herself once she left twenty years ago she would never go back, but here she is on her way to grandma's house.
Tina knows her family may not want her there, but what else can she do? Grandma left her the old house she grew up in and she's sure her family will try to contest the will. But knowing her grandmother, Tina is sure the Will is air tight.
"What in the hell am I gonna do with that house?" She says to herself.
Worried she might run into old acquaintances, she made her way into town under the cover of night. The bright full moon and foggy air only serves to make the dimly lit roads more spooky than they already are. Tina locks her doors and makes sure her windows are rolled up tight, she knows what lurks in the shadows, has seen the creatures that howl in the night and knows exactly what they can do.
As Tina pulls up the drive to what is her home now, she takes a look around the outside and doesn't like what she see's. Mick is standing outside smoking a cigarette, his stance never changes as Tina looks at him. His eyes find her's even in the darkness, a chill works it's way down her back as he stands there staring at her.
After several moments, Mick throws his cigarette down and stomps it as he makes his way over to her car. Tina's first impulse is to throw the car in reverse and high tail it out of there, but she see's the smirk formed on Mick's full lips and she decided not to give him the satisfaction.
"I really didn't think you'd come back, even for the funeral." Mick tells her as he makes a motion with his hand for her to roll down her window.
"You plan on staying in the car all night?" He smirks.
That did it, just as he knew it would. Mick may not have seen her in twenty years but he could smell the fear and anger rolling off her in waves and knew she wouldn't back down now, not now. Just as she hadn't all those years ago, and what did she get for it. She had been bitten by him.
That summer so long ago seemed to come back to him in a flash, he had tried to warn her, tried to tell her to stay away from him, but she had these fantasies of what making love with a Werewolf would be like. Well he showed her, yes he did. Afterwards she left and never came back.
"I didn't expect you to be here." She said as she cautiously opened the door as if expecting him to pounce on her.
He noticed the slow, jerky way she moved and took a few steps back from the door to let her know he wasn't going to attack her...again. "I had to come, you of all people should understand that. Grandma was the only person who understood me."
Just for a second, Tina saw what she thought was hurt in his deep brown eyes. But just as fast as it appeared it was gone.
"You used to think I understood you." He didn't know why he was bringing up old shit, but he had been hurt when she had left him, he was still hurt.
Tina slammed the door, "Understood me? You knew nothing about me! You never took the time to get to know me, you took what you wanted and that was that!" She was mad as hell, her eyes burned a bright yellow, her nails grew longer and thicker as did her dark hair.
It was then Mick knew, his bite had turned her and she never told him.
"Do you see now? Is this what you wanted? Maybe you wanted a mate to have your puppies and that's why you did this to me, I don't know, but don't think you can come here and pick up where you left off.
Been there done that!" She said as she calmed down and made her way to the front door.
"Tina." He whispered under his breath, but it was enough for her to hear. "I didn't know, I was young, I had just been turned myself and I didn't know that I would control so easily with you. I never meant to hurt you, you have to believe that." He said as his hand raked through his long hair.
Tina turned to him, "Hurt me? You think I'm this mad because you hurt me?" She asked as she shook her head. "No, I'm not mad that you hurt me. I'm mad that every other man I've been with since you has never been as good as you, can never live up to my expectations, can never make me feel like you did." She told him as she shut the door.
A shocked and hopeful Mick stood there absorbing what he had just heard,could she be telling the truth? He walked back to his house and smiled. What would she think when she found out they were neighbors? He smiled at the thought.
"What the hell did do? Stupid, stupid, I can't believe I said that to him. How can he still have that kind of effect on me after all these years?"
