Love is a Temporary Madness

Anatoly: "yup." I said, nodding. what was she thinking?

Troian: I nodded, turning from him, deep in thought. "Come with me," I said, towing him along, toward an abandoned apartment that my parents had left to me. Inside, there was an old, broken down carosel and a bunch of other cool stuff I needed help refining to make a cool rave site.

Anatoly: "This is...nice." I nodded, walking inside the apartment with her.

Troian: I shook my head. "No need for false pretenses. It's a wreck, which is where we come in," I said with a small smile. "I need your help to set up a rave site and the first party will be on your first show."

Anatoly: I blinked a couple times. "I may hate theatre but Im not stupid. If no one comse to the show My ex will kill me and the rest of the cast."

Troian: I laughed and shook my head. "I meant after your first show," I smiled.

Anatoly: "Oh." I smiled lightly to her. "Alright."

Troian: I nodded, pulling out a few pads of sand paper and some sanders. I started on one of the carousel horses, making sure it was smooth.

Anatoly: I walked over to the horse next to hers and started working.

Troian: I smiled, lifting myself up and sitting on one of the horses, smiling at him. I continued sanding, finishing up the head and the neck.

Anatoly: I smiled back to her and started working on the leg of the horse i was working on.

Troian: I slipped off my horse, sitting next to him and sanding the hooves of his horse. I stopped for a second, my big hazel eyes trained on his face. "T-Thanks for helping me," I said, my voice a whisper, swallowed by the room.

Anatoly: "No problem. This was fun." I looked into her hazel eyes, a small smile on my face. she really was very pretty. And before i knew what i was doing, i leaned over to her and kissed her.

Troian: I dropped my sander, letting it run soft circles on the carousel base and put my hand on the side of his face and the other around his neck, pulling him a little closer. I hadn't wanted to make the first move, so this was like... Heaven.

Anatoly: I leaned foreward even more as she pulled me to her. I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other in between her shoulder blades, pulling her onto my lap.

Troain: I pulled back with a small guilty smile. "Before we go any farther, I think you should know something about me," I said.

Anatoly: Please tell me it wasnt anything about being on a pill or it was her time of month. I thought to myself. "And that would be?"

Troian: "I.. Um, I'm a lycanthrope," I said, very softly.

Anatoly: "A whatywhat?" I asked, raising an eye brow to her.

Troian: I stared at him blankly for a second. "A lycanthrope... A werewolf."

Anatoly: "A werewolf..." I muttered, blinking a couple times. "That is so cool. And the next full moon isnt for..." I pulled out my iPod to check, cause theres an app for that (lol my friend who anatoly is based off of says that all the time) "Three weeks."

Troian: I shook my head. "I don't change with full moons," I said with a small smile.

Anatoly: "Then when do you change?" I asked her.

Troian: I shrugged. "I don't know. Sometimes... It just happens," I sighed.

Anatoly: "Do you have any control when you do change? And when you are changed, do you have control of your actions?" I asked, slightly nervous.