The Immortal Design by Angel C. Ernst

that night? You can’t be seriously that mad to try to hike down the mountain. Not to change the subject but do you have any Tylenol or something in here? My head is killing me.”
       Pete looked at me in confusion. “I didn’t hike down the mountain John. I was walking along the road. I was pissed. All I kept thinking was that Kelly finally wanted me, and then the bitch had used me to get to you. The next thing I know a wolf came out of nowhere, and had me by the arm. It drug me off the road into the bushes. I tried fighting it off, and then the next thing I know I wake up here. I don’t know how I got here. I don’t know if someone found me and dropped me off, or if I crawled here.”
       “Wow that is seriously messed up. I haven’t seen a wolf around here in a long time. Are the cops going to try to hunt it down and kill it?”
       “I have no idea. Listen, I’m going to tell you something that I didn’t bother telling the police.” Pete looked over at the door and then back to me. He leaned in close and whispered “I don’t know if I was dreaming this, but I saw Willa. I saw her while I was being attacked toward the end of it. If I didn’t know any better I would swear that I saw her beat that wolf back and then picked me up and brought me here. But that’s crazy right, I mean she’s a tiny little thing, there’s no way she could beat off a full grown wolf and then pick me up like a I was nothing… Right?”
       I had been listening intently to Pete’s story. The thought of Willa taking on a full grown wolf was laughable to say the least. Pete was right, she was pretty tiny too, no way could she pick Pete up, and he was at least 200lbs, in muscle alone. He was no small guy. “I think you were right to keep that to yourself. They’d think you were nuts.” Pete sat back and grimaced slight as he adjusted his legs.
       “You’re right I won’t be telling anyone what I think I saw happen. I have had enough of hospital food and I’m ready to get the hell out of here. By the way, I get out tomorrow. Doc says I gotta use crutches for about a week until the stitches come out.”
       Pete’s mom entered the room carrying a tray covered in an assortment of snacks. She laid it on Pete’s lap. “Snacks! Mom you’re the greatest.” Pete began to tear open a bag of chips and a snickers candy bar.
       “John would you like anything to eat?” Pete’s mom asked.
       “Oh no thank you, I’m going to go ahead and go. I need to stop down to urgent care and have my head looked at.”
      “What on earth are talking about John?” she asked as she walked over and gently took my head in her hands and started examining it.
       “Kelly went psycho on him after school today.” Pete told her. Pete’s mom, gave a disapproving look and shook her head. “Pete from now on you stay away from that girl. First her nonsense at the bonfire lands you in the hospital and now she’s attacked your best friend. Do you need any more proof that the girl is unstable?” Pete hung his head and sighed. I no longer wanted to be in the room. I excused myself in the middle of Pete’s mom going on and on about Pete needing to make better choices when it came to his love life. That was definitely not a conversation I wanted to be a part of.
       The urgent care center was on the main level of the hospital and since I was eighteen now I didn’t need my parents to be called to come and take care of me. I signed in at the front desk and was about to take a seat when I noticed Willa in the hall. I was just about to walk over to tell her about what had happened with Kelly when I heard shouting. Willa was having a heated discussion in a foreign language with the guy from the elevator that I had seen the day before. He had his hand tightly wrapped around her upper arm and was attempting to drag her out of the hospital. I stormed over to them and was about to put the jerk in his place when Willa, pushed the guy off