Where Do We Go From Here? - A Taylor Lautner Fanfic.

One full moon night changed both of their lives. They didn't know what to do, but one thing they did know, is that they had each other, forever and always.

Wattpad link (not a duplicate): http://www.wattpad.com/story/6632063-where-do-we-go-from-here-a-taylor-lautner-fanfic


1. Prologue.

**(A/N): The main male character (Marcus) is Taylor Lautner (just visualize it that way, you guys have great imaginations).


*Beth's P.O.V.*

~A year ago~

"Hey, Marcus." I said, as he engulfed me in a big warm hug. "I told you to call me, Marc, BETHANY." he snickered, pulling away. "Ugh, fine. I'll call you Marc, you call me Beth, do we have a deal?" I said, giving up. "That's my girl." he said, shooting a flawless smile my way.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he held my hand and led to some place that I'd never been to before. "The woods," he simply said. "Marc! You know that I'm not allowed to go there." I said, quickly withdrawing my hand from his. He turned around, setting his deep brown eyes on me. "Nobody's gonna know. Life's all about taking chances, do you trust me?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. I bet my lip, thinking for a moment. He was right, nobody was gonna know, and life was all about taking chances. I trusted him with my life. "Okay, let's go." I said, smiling.

He led me deep into the woods, and my palms were starting to get sweaty. I think he sensed my fear as he held my hand more tightly and abruptly stopped, turning around to meet my gaze. 

"You're safe with me, relax." he whispered, a look of sincerity in his deep brown eyes.

Soon enough we were in the middle of nowhere when he stopped and let go of my hand.

"You trust me, right, Beth?" he asked, pulling me close to him. I felt my heart beat fast as I gulped. "Yes, I trust you with my life, Marc." I replied, truthfully. "I want you to close your eyes, don't open them until I tell you to." he whispered, letting go of me and taking a few steps back. "Why?" I asked, confusedly. "Just do it, Beth." he insisted.

I closed my eyes shut and started thinking about things that made me happy, to stop myself from thinking that something bad would happen.

It'd been quite a while now, but I hadn't heard him say anything. I was starting to get a little worried now, I mean, we were really deep in the woods.

Suddenly, I heard a few grunts and the sound of bones cracking. I was scared to death as I heard heavy breathing.

The heavy breathing was getting louder now, meaning that it'd gotten closer to me. I almost jumped as I felt something cold and wet touch my hand. It felt like my dog's nose. Damp and tiny. The thought of an animal in my presence scared me even more, and I thought it'd be a good idea to maybe play dead, but who am I kidding? Animals aren't dumb, nobody stays upright when they're dead. 

I was way too frightened to open my eyes, but then I felt something tug at my shirt. I slowly opened my eyes to my horror, to find a wolf with it teeth wrapped around the hem of my shirt.

I instantly panicked and took long strides backwards, hoping to get away from this beast before my back collided with a tree. Just my luck. Marc isn't around to help me, and here I am, served as dinner for a wolf.

The wolf slowly approached me, staring at me intently with a piece of my shirt in its mouth, and its big brown eyes staring at me like I was raw meat.

I squirmed in my position, but it was too late. If I made an attempt to run away, with one jump, the wolf would attack me and start eating away.

My eyes began to brim with tears as I wondered where Marc was. He'd never forgive himself if something happened to me. He'd be devasted. My parents would hate him. He'd hate himself. He'd think it was all his fault, and that maybe he was never worthy of my trust.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as the wolf get unacceptably close to my face. I half expected it to rip my head off. But to my surpise, it licked me. I would've been disgusted and maybe move away from it, but I was used to it; my dog licked me all the time.

The wolf was so close to me, that I could take in its horrible odour, but at the same time, I could smell something else too. It was almost like, cologne? I discreetly sniffed my nose, hoping not to make the wolf too suspiscious. I closed my eyes, taking in all of the scent. The cologne smelled so, familiar. I'd smelled it before.

I thought long and hard before it finally hit me. It was Marc's cologne. My eyes shot open and I looked intently at the wolf, it was merely standing next to me, simply having it's face really close to mine. I studied it features carefully as I realized, that this wasn't just a wolf, it was a werewolf.

I held the werewolf's face, and pet him a little as he relaxed. It was then that I realized, this was Marc.

I found it hard for me to process the information, but as I was about to ask a question, the werewolf simply started to run away, leaving my confused, and lost in thought.

After a while of thinking, I looked up to see a shirtless Marc, walking towards me and putting his shirt over his head while doing so.

"How did you-" I started, before he cut me off. "Yes, I'm a werewolf." "But, how?" I asked, completely puzzled. "I'm not sure, but I turned for the first time last week, the night of the full moon. I was out with a friend of mine, and thankfully, he was a werewolf too, so he's willing to help me." he explained. "Help you?" "Yes, I'm not safe in the human world anymore, Beth. I'm not supposed to be around any other creatures except werewolves." he said, with sad eyes. "Does this mean that you have to leave?" I asked, holding back my tears. "Yes, but everyone's gonna think I'm at boarding school, we can still talk, Beth. We have the internet." he said, rubbing the back of his hand against my cheek. "But, I'll never see you again." I whispered, letting a few tears stream down my face. "You will, but only after I've gotten my hunger under control." he whispered, pulling me into his warm embrace. "How come you didn't hurt me today?" "Because that phase comes a bit later." he replied.  "How long will you be gone for?" "I don't know, but I don't think I'm coming back. You'll get to see me again, Beth." he said before kissing my forehead.

I began to think about various things. Will I really see him again? Why does he have to go away and leave me? Why did he turn into a werewolf?

"I'm here to answer your questions, love. Go on, shoot." he said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "How often can you turn?" I asked. "As many times as I want to." "How long will you be a werewolf for?" "I don't know, but I have a feeling that I'm immortal." "Can you turn on any day of the year?" "Yes, no fixed days." "Can you be cured?" "I don't think so." "Can humans find out you are a werewolf by just looking at you?" "No, not unless they see me turn." "Can you turn someone?" "I think so, but I don't exactly know how to do it." "Why are you going away?" "I don't know, yet." "Why are you a werewolf?" "That's an answer that I've yet to find." "Okay, I'm done with the questions." I said, burying my head into his chest as he stroked my hair.

We stayed that way until it was starting to get dark and we thought it'd be best to start heading home.

Just as we were about to leave the woods, Marc pulled my against him and held me really close. Our faces were nearly touching as he whispered, "I'm gonna miss you so much, Bethany." "I'm gonna miss you so much more, Marcus." I said, hoping to God that I wouldn't start crying again.

We stood in silence as he just held on to me, and I had my hands wrapped around him.

He kissed my nose softly before we resumed our journey back home.

I don't know how I'd survive without him. He's the reason why I'm never sad, never lonely, and never looking back at my past. He's the best part of me, he always has been. What if things change?


It was winter. My favorite time of the year. It wasn't snowing too much, and it was perfect as I sipped my hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and marshmallows.

I walked around town, wearing my fluffly overcoat. I looked up at the bright, shining full moon in the sky. It instantly reminded me of Marc. I missed him so much. We still speak, but I haven't met him in months.

I neared my house, and groaned, remembering that my parents were out and my little bro was at a sleepover. I searched all my pockets for my keys with no luck, and started digging in my purse.

After minutes of searching, I'd finally found it, and unlocked my front door to get in. I took off all of my winter "gear" by which I mean my overcoat, boots, gloves, muffler and cap.

I absentmindedly trotted up the stairs while checking my phone for any messages that I might've missed.

As I was texting Marc back, I suddenly heard a cracking noise before I felt a terrible pain surge through my body. The cracking noises continued, and more and more pain radiated through my whole body as I yelped in pain.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was turning into something. I'd done my research when Marc had turned and so I smashed my forefinger against the call button before I fell to the ground and felt my body twist into horrible positions.

"Hello?" I heard Marc's soothing voice through my phone which was on the floor beside me. "Marc! Help me-AH!" I gasped. "What's happening?" his calm, soothing voice was now one of panic and fear. "I'm- AH! T-turning." I whispered, helpless. "I'll be there as soon as I can! Is anybody home?" he asked as I heard the sound of possibly his footsteps. "No," I whimpered. "Hang tight, I'm coming!" he said before the line went dead and the pain consumed my body, making me scream out in pain.

After what seemed like forever, I felt warm hands wrap around me, helping to soothe the pain. I began to cry, as the pain felt like it was never going to end.

Soon my bones cracked one last time, and I was now standing on all four of my, limbs? I looked at my mirror to see a furry body, to realize that I'd turned into a werewolf. Just like Marc did a year ago.

"Beth, listen to the sound of my voice only. I want you to focus on my voice completely." Marc said, holding my face in his hands. It was getting extremely hard to do as he said, but I tried really hard.

"Okay, good. You're almost there." he said, smiling. I closed my eyes, and I felt a blanket wrap around me as I started to feel very cold. I opened my eyes, to find myself back in human form.

"That was your first time turning into a werewolf, welcome back to human form, how do you feel?" he said, handing me some clothes from my closet as I looked at my torn clothes on the floor. "Terrible," I whispered. "It gets better, that's the truth." he said, rubbing my shoulder through the blanket.

"I'll let you change, there's something we need to talk about once you're done, so let me know when you're done." he said as he stepped outside my room, closing the door behind him.

A million thoughts ran through my mind as I put my clothes on, but I pushed them aside as I opened my bedroom door and called Marc inside.

"I know there's a lot going through your mind right now, but you need to do something very important first." he said, sitting next to me on my bed. "What is that?" I asked quietly. "You need to write a letter  addressed to your family, saying goodbye, and that they're not safe with you here, that you're going somewhere that's good for them and for you, and that they shouldn't come looking for you." he explained. "But I need to see them one last time befo-" I started, but he cut me off. "No, Beth. This is the only way. You have to do it before they come back." he said, with a sad look in his eyes.

I sat down at my desk, and began writing on a piece of paper.

Dear Mum, Dad, and James,
By the time you read this letter, I would've already left, along with all my possessions. I'm leaving home because it's not safe for me to be around you all anymore.
Please don't come looking for me, don't call the police, I wasn't forced to do this, this is something that I've come to accept.
If anybody asks, tell them I went to live with a relative (in whatever country you wanted me to go to college in) to experience life there before I started college, and I'll be continuing school there.
I did not runaway with a boy, or any other nonsense like that, this is genuine. I will hopefully be able to explain this to all of you someday. I wish that I could right now, but I can't. It wouldn't change anything, no matter what you all did or said.
Please don't be sad, thinking that I've abandoned you all, it's nothing like that, I love all of you to bits, I'll always be in your hearts.


   You've always supported me right from the start, please support me this time too, it would mean the world to me.
   We've faught so much over little things, and I wish we hadn't wasted time doing that.
   But all those times that we spent together were amazing, and I just wish I could relive them for the rest of my life.
   I love you, I always did, and I always will.

   You were always my hero, you still are. I wish you could save me now, but you can't.
   I really wish I didn't have to leave you. 
   I really love you a lot, even though I may not say it a lot, but I mean it.
   I'll always be your princess, and you'll always be my superman, no one can change that.
   Love you so much, forever and always.

   I've always hated you for ruining my things, but now that I think of it, I miss looking at your mischevious face.
    We always fight, and I as weird as it may sound, I'm gonna miss fighting with you, little bro.
    I'm gonna miss messing up your hair, throwing you toys across the room whenever I'm angry with you, chasing you around the backyard, and simply holding you tight and hugging you.
   No matter how many times I said that I hated you, I never meant it, I always meant that I love you.
   It's true, I love you, and you'll always be my favorite, one and only, little brother.

I'm gonna miss you all so much, I just wish I could say goodbye, and hug you all, but I'll never be to leave if I'd gotten the chance to do that.

Love always,


My eyes were filled with tears as I left the letter on my bed, and helped Marc fill suitcases up with all of my things.

Once we were done, I was struggling to stop crying and looked around at my empty room.

"We need to get going, Beth. Come on." he whispered, as we began to walk out of my house. "Where are we going?" I asked, glancing at my house behind my shoulder. "You'll see," he whispered, leading me into the woods.


**(A/N): Hey everyone! This is something new that I'm trying out. It's based on a dream that I had. It has nothing to do with Twilight or The Vampire Diaries (I only take ideas from them), it's purely based on my imagination. Hope you guys like it. Please hit "like" if you do, and let me know what you think in the comments below!**

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