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I flinch at the thick smell of blood. And it wasn't my own. I jog over to where Charlette is, on her knees. I take her bloodied hands away from her stomach and see that she had stabbed herself.
"Stupid," I murmured, picking her up. With her still in my arms, I turned into the half-man, half-animal creature that everyone thought werewolves to always transform into. I didn't catch her expression, because I hugged her to my chest with one arm and with the other, helped myself climb out of the window. I ran at full speed to the hospital and broke into one of the rooms, that no one else was in. I laid her gently into the bed and slammed my fist onto the button that clearly stated: Nurse Call.
Then I went the way I came.

"And let you try and kill yourself? I don't think so." I grumble, putting the blades behind me.
I walk backwards and place the blades in a cupboard, which I lock after shutting it.
"Charlette, go back to the hospital." I tell her, looking at her over my shoulder.

My heart speeds up, but in a good way. I hardly knew her.
"I wont let them get you." I said, barely above a whisper. I was more telling myself this, then her.
I sit completely still, and let her lean on me.
"Are you going to be going back to school?" I ask suddenly.
I know how stupid it sounded, and like she said, she'd be endangering everyone around her, but I could change my scedule(sp) and I could get into all of her classes, to make sure no one hurt her. I could make sure she didn't get hurt, like-
I broke off from that painful trail of thought and, without knowing I did, wrapped my arms protectively around her shoulders.

"Ok," I lie. She needs her sleep.
Even though I didn't want to, I got up and went to my small kitchen and got a glass of milk for her. I crushed two sleeping pills into it, waited for them to dissolve, then went back and handed it to her.
"It'll help." Is all I say. It'll help her sleep. She definitely needs it.
My eyes sweep over her body, taking in her exhaustion.
She drains the glass and hands it back. I set it by the sink and return, wrapping my arms around her shoulders again, waiting for her to sink into the sleep she needed.

I put Charlette on the bed and cover her with a blanket, hearing my front door swing open. Every nerve in my body is on fire. I turn towards the bedroom door, and get ready to spring. When the man walks in, I launch at him, my hand that is now claws, stabs him through the chest. He stares at me with wide eyes.
"Werew-" He coughs up blood before he can finish the word. I step back and wince. I withdraw my hand and let him fall to the floor, dying. But he did get a shot in.
I stare down at my stomach, a deep slash bleeding gloriously. I clutch the wound and fall to my knees, panting. It didn't seem like much, since it was healing itself already, but it hurt like hell.
No one was going to get past me to Charlette.
After the pain passed, I got to my feet again, a little wobbly, and sat on the bed, on edge.

"They all tried to kill you. I'm sorry they're all still here. We should move locations."
I pick Charlette up bride-style and start the trek downstairs. Once we're outside and in the cover of the trees, I set Charlette down on a moss covered log.
"Can I ask you something Charlette? Who is it that you work for?"

I didn't answer her question yet.
"Who have you killed? Just name off a bunch of people."
I began to pace, thinking.
I turned back to Charlette, waiting for her list. Hopefully, it wasn't what I thought it was. Hopefully she didn't work for what I thought she worked for.