Destiny

It's been a while since the last full moon...
That was a good thing. But that also meant that that memory...
That time when your friend was there...the person who helped you through all this...they were gone.

And it was your fault. You killed them with your own hands...You've blamed it on you even though you really weren't in control.

You sigh and walk over, trying not to resort to tears.

this time he would have control. In fact, he already did have control. Since his first full moon, he had been able to transform by will...which meant more control.

But the full moon was so powerful..it was the only time when you HAD to transform..no matter where you are...no matter who you're with..
Just the control part you weren't used to.
But now, you know. It was easy now.
But it was too late. You'd already killed.
You clench your fists and push over a few books on the table you're leaning on, the books falling with a thud, and your fists now bleeding with anger.
You walk out the door, rying to get a hold of yourself emotionally, and decide where to walk to.