Who Said Romance Is Dead?

He got into her car, she smiled at him, he nodded back. They drove out not knowing where they were going but there was no need of a destination, they both knew what they wanted that night. Isabella had long brown curly hair which she fluffed whenever she talked to him. Alex had combed back dark hair and talked in a way that would seduce her, she loved whatever he said, it was alluring, magical. The sun was out but setting, it created a sort of romantic atmosphere as they drove around the open country roads locked away from the world it seemed. at least in the car it felt like they were the only people that mattered.

Driving past old country houses, Isabella looked at every house dreaming of the perfect place to live, Alex sat there watching the sky , as if he was waiting for the perfect moment./A peacock provided a momentary distraction  from what they were both saying with their body language, while a black cat dashing across the small bendy road provided a moment of fright as Isabella who was an animal lover swerved quickly to dodge the suicidal feline while Alex looked unfazed, laughing in the passengers seat. The fact that nothing seemed to unnerve him just attracted her more to him.

They reached a small abandoned cottage and got out to "stretch the legs". The views from beyond the cottage were beautiful, open fields after another that had a mystical feeling to them, it was something in the air that night. They walked around the rundown garden, grass and weeds up to her knees and his shins, it was rundown but she could see a future here. Alex seemed at home, free from the shackles of the city life he lit up a cigarette that he took from his top left pocket of his shirt and gazed into the distance. Throughout their conversation they were growing visibly closer, her eyelashes working on overtime as he looked into them when responding.

After tentatively leaving the cottage grounds they drove through a small village but the people there seemed invisible to them. He leaned over and grabbed a CD from her collection down by her right side "I never noticed how hairy you are" she giggled before adding "I saw a bit on your chest from  your top two buttons open but now even on your arm its the same" he looked at her rubbing his hand through his hair in a combing motion asking "Does it bother you?" , "No not at all, it...its.....kinda attractive to be honest" she answered forthright. Alex smiled for the first time that night "Good, I am glad that impresses you"

They pulled on to a main road, up ahead was a turn off saying "Calden Castle", he looked over to her and gestured his head towards the sign in a way that she understood. The small car park was abandoned. "Great" they both thought silently, it was the perfect location. She was adventurous by nature and suggested that they walk around the old castle that only had two sides to it , he went along with her idea. Inside they strolled around, she loved it here and took a few pictures. "You're lucky" said Alex in a relaxed manner while lighting up his next cigarette, "I know why I think I;m lucky tonight but why do you say so?" responded Isabella cheekily. Alex walked around in a circle delaying his response "You're lucky because in another half hour the darkness will be here and there will be no more pictures then, but yeah maybe you are lucky in more than one way tonight".

They sat in the castles centre until darkness took over before returning back to the car talking the next hour of the night away. He could sense that she wanted him but waited for the right time to act on this, he enjoyed teasing her too much to stop right away. She struggled to know if he felt the same way but whatever happened she was gonna make her move tonight, no more waiting, tonight was the perfect night in every way. There was a river facing them in the car park that went down along by the castle and Alex told her stories of how this river reminded him of times he went fishing. Isabella found this interesting as she could never picture him as a person that liked to fish so she asked him the usual questions- "Did you ever catch anything?" "How did you catch it?", he delayed his response again, teasing the answer "Yeah I caught loads" before smirking at her "With my hands of course", she spat out her water with laughter, making a pig noise in the process that he poked fun at endlessly.

11.57 p.m and the night was coming to an end. She finally mustered up the courage and started to rub his arm, up to his shoulder and back down again, he didn't seem to mind this at all. She leaned in closer and closer to the point where she could see one tiny little freckle on his nose. Their lips separated only by their breath, she went to kiss him but he pulled away "Is something wrong? Not the right time?" she asked all embarrassed. He looked deep into her eyes as the gong of the church in the distance went off signalling midnight had arrived and grabbed her by her neck "Now its time" before kissing her passionately as the glare of the full moon shone down on them through the front window of the car.

As they were kissing all sorts of excitement was going off in Isabella's head, the moment finally came and she didn't want this to stop, in fact she wanted more of this feeling, she wanted more of him. As her hands started to wander down his shirt, gently grazing through the hair on his chest she could feel hair coming from his face as they were kissing. She pulled away for a moment and with enormous shock she saw that he was not Alex no more, he had turned, turned into a beast more commonly known as a Werewolf. Her breath started to get faster and shorter, panic overtook her emotions but she didn't run, she just sat there looking in amazement.

"Alex....Alex is that you?" she asked in a frightened but curious way; it was like when you're a kid watching a really scary movie that terrifies you but there is something drawing you to it that you cannot leave. He or it as it now was just looked at her snarling, drooling from its large half open mouth while its claws scratched down the window of the car making an eerie squeaky noise, The wolf got closer to her, sniffing her hair,blowing it like the wind."You don't scare me you know, I know it's you Alex" Isabella's initial shock and fear now seemed to have gone and was replaced with the feelings she had for him. She looked directly into his eyes "They are still blue, they didn't change at all, that means you are still in there", the beast's growling seemed to ease a bit as she talked more to him.

Isabella looked out up to the moon but as she looked away from the wolf it swiped at her; cutting all down her left arm, which was met with a scream of pain. The wolf was getting hungry, he could smell her blood and just had to taste it. "Just do it" she said "Do it Alex ok just do it, if this is how we are gonna be together then so be it"she cried out. Just as she finished her sentence the werewolf was all over her, biting down upon her neck; this wasn't how she imagined him at her neck. Blood dripping from the mouth of the beast, it was satisfied with its feed and now broke out of the car, smashing through the front window and resting up in the castle grounds out of sight from anyone.

As morning came, Alex lay naked in the grass of the castle, awakening with a thumping headache that always occurred when transforming back over. He vaguely remembered what happened and went down to the car to see Isabella lying there smiling at him as she always done "Now we can be together forever Alex"