[ WP ] Were-humans ...

The curtain blew gently in the wind letting in light from a full moon. Asleep before his night shift, Jake shut his eyes tighter and pulled the sheet over his head, annoyed with the bright light hitting his eyes. He felt a wet nose touch his back and he rolled sleepily putting his hand around the round face trying to wake him up. `` Hey Buddy! ``, he softly spoke, his eyes still closed. 
 
 `` Hi'', a gruff voice replied. 
 
 Expecting to hear a bark in response, Jake opened his eyes with a start. He jumped out of bed, sheets held in front of him as self-defense, against the naked hairy man still lying on the bed. 
 
 `` Who.. what the.. who..? ``, Jake repeated several times not able to find the words. The hairy man got off the bed and holding the sides of the bed tried standing up. The man had muscular arms and legs, but still hobbled when he let go off the sides of the bed. `` Woah. How do you walk like this? ``, the man said clearly excited. He took a few steps towards Jake still unstable on his feet still holding on to the side of the bed. 
 
 `` Stop! Stop right there! ``, Jake said. `` Who are you and how did you get inside? ``, words fell out of Jake's mouth. 
 
 `` It's me, Buster. You let me inside last night, do n't you remember? ``, the man tilted his head to the side confused, as Jake had seen Buster do several times before. 
 
 Jake stared at the man in confusion. `` Bu.. Bus..Buster? `` But how did you..'', he muttered and waved his hands outstretched, pointing to the full human form standing in front of him, still unable to fully comprehend the situation. 
 
 The man, Buster, shrugged. `` I climbed on top of the bed a few minutes ago to wake you up, and then I was this.'' 
 
 `` What. No! This is preposterous! I do n't believe you. Who are you and where is Buster?'' Jake walked to the bedroom door and shouted Buster's name over and over again. No response. 
 
 `` What have you done to Buster? ``, Jake yelled his voice quivering at the thought. `` I'm calling the cops.'' 
 
 `` I *am* Buster! How do I prove it to you?'' Buster asked. 
 
 When Jake did n't respond, Buster continued, `` Do you remember the day when you stole all the kids lunch money in school, and later blamed it on Susie when the teachers asked? Susie was punished by the teachers and all the kids abandoned her because of it. She went from being a popular girl to a lonely soul in just one day all because you wanted to save yourself. You felt guilty afterwards and cried in my arms all evening muttering how sorry you were.'' 
 
 It had been years ago, but Jake did remember it. He had been scared of the consequences then, and so he had never told anyone. Slowly when the guilt had become overwhelming, he hugged Buster and told him every detail. Now here he was standing in front of this hairy man claiming to be Buster retelling him the events that nobody else should have known. 
 
 Jake stood silently mulling over what Buster had said and then slowly nodded. He took the towel lying on top of the chair and handed it over to Buster, gesturing him with his hands how to wrap it around the waist. When Buster was done wrapping the towel around his waist, Jake moved closer and slapped his hand gently on Buster's shoulder. `` So friend, what now? ``, he smiled. 
 
 `` Do n't you have work? ``, Buster asked, looking at the clock on the side table. 
 
 `` Well, we do n't days like this all the time. Work can wait. I have so many things to tell you.'' Jake smiled and walked to the phone to call in sick. 
 
 

