One Day, I Woke Up A Werewolf novel Chapter 9

Hailey's POV

After everyone had left and it was just Jaxon and I, I decided to clean up. Someone had to and I'm pretty sure Stacy was hoping I'd do it anyway.

Jaxon helped out, not saying a word but staying close to me. As if he knew what he was doing to me, how he was manipulating how I felt. I didn't feel like crying, I felt strong and capable.

He gave me warmth and calmness. At the moment, I was addicted to it. He was helping me avoid the feelings of losing both my parents and as much as I want to hate my father, of which I thought I did, I still love him.

I blame myself for going so far away from him just to lose him. He was my only last living parent and I left him to fend the world on his own, when I was perfectly aware how incapable he is. The man couldn't take care of himself and I still left.

All because he said a few nasty words here and there. I should've been strong, should have endured his verbal abuse as long as he stayed alive.

"Hey hey hey... you know none of this is your fault right? I know I shouldn't say this but people die. It's always the ones we love the most that we lose first and we can't help but blame ourselves but this was beyond your control." Jaxon says to me as he pulls me in for a hug.

His scent enveloping me in his warmth.

"I love your cologne. What is it?" I ask, not failing to notice Jaxon go stiff.

"I forgot the name. My mother chose it for me, I'll ask her yeah?" He quickly responds and I nod my head.

To be honest, what do I care about a man's cologne? As long as he kept wearing it, he would receive no complaints from me.

We pull apart and I immediately feel empty without his closeness.

"How about you go lie down and I can finish cleaning up?" He offers and I immediately panic.

If I go to my room, if it is still my room, I'd be far from him and I'll start to feel all the sadness.

The front door opens, pausing my panic as Jaxon and I turn our heads to see who just walked in.

Vincent.

Vincent was wearing blue faded Jean's and a tan Jersey, his face holding so much sadness as he looked at me. I quickly run to him, afraid of what he was going to tell me.

Jaxon following close behind, my insides thanking him for remembering how much I still needed him, even though my childhood crush just walked through the door.

"Hey Hailey, I hope it's okay I just drop by like this." Vincent says to me and i just pull him in for a hug.

He hugs me tightly, taking his time as I was ready to pull apart but he holds on to me for what felt like minutes. We eventually pull apart after Jaxon coughs out loud, signaling his presence in the room.

"Uhm Vincent, this Jaxon. From my school and Jaxon, this is Vincent. A childhood friend and Aunt Tara's son." I say.

They both eye each other up before shaking hands. The room growing a little tense, which was confusing because well, why would there be tension?

"Mom is fine by the way. Just a weird bite on her neck but doctors are keeping her in the hospital to monitor her as she's pretty shaken up. " Vincent tells me, which has Jaxon perking up.

"A bite on the neck? I thought she was in an accident?" Jaxon asks.

"Yeah she was driving and a pack of wolves came out of nowhere, knowing my mother she was driving past the speed limit. She tried to swerve around them but ended up spinning and hitting a tree, apparently in her unconscious state, a wolf bit her." Vincent says to Jaxon as he rubs the back of his head.

"Hailey, would you like to go and see her? We can finish cleaning up later or I could order a cleaning service while we are there?" Jaxon asks me.