I must’ve caught a fever again. I covered my eyes with my hand and splayed my fingers, giving me the awareness that I'm not hallucinating and that the letter was real. I sat back on the sofa with my hand still covering my eyes and felt a pang hit me like a stab wound, I desperately pressed pressure on the entire zone of my eye; my headache was only in my other eye. It was a cluster headache, my phone flashed at me, it's amazing how you get information in just a few clicks with my phone. I cleared the search bar but watched as my thumb go up and down, do the internet really give you the real information in the world? I thought of searching for werewolves and their mates, but I ended up not believing the results of my search. I don't have much idea about a werewolf's mate, he did so tell me quite about it, but the realization that he may be experienced what he said to me makes my stomach churn. Does he know that all along? And that he planned to gain my trust and mark me as his? W
I stared blankly at my bedroom ceiling , I was waiting for my whole body to start functioning in the morning, I just woke up and my body was like paralyzed from the bed. I made out a yawn and pulled my arm out of the comforter, hands raised and palms open as if reaching for the ceiling. It doesn’t help me one bit from getting out of the bed but it makes me realized every time that everything that I’m going through shall pass and what I want would happened. Though it also means what I'm trying to reach was unreachable and that I should give up, it gives me anxiety and gratification at the same time.I stretched my hands and fingers and pulled my body to sit, sometimes the morning just don’t start the way I wanted it, so I railed my hands up and pretend I’m reaching to the ceiling, but the reality was just I’m reaching on nothing. Some say we create our own fate, and that our destiny was already destined to us even before we’re born and we have our lifetime to find and reach it, but I
“Won’t you take me to your house?” Andrea repeated as if the first one wasn’t enough for me to hear. But I stayed in my place, my hands didn’t move either did my expression, I just glance at her to make sure she was deadly serious about what she wanted. I’m not a bad person, I know how she feels living with Richard and his mistress, it might’ve taken a toll on her, but I did leave fast because Richard want me to leave that time, we have different reasons why we keep on leaving, but it’s not far away of a reason for us to live together, right? "How about Ashton?" She rolled her eyes and puckered her lips as if what I just asked was so absurd. "Don't care about him much, god knows where he is, last time I heard he was sent to a boarding school, but I don't know, maybe he dropped out and bang some girls at this point?" "Andrea, he's your twin, we're going to call her later." For all the years we spent, Andrea and Ashton became real siblings to me, we grew up together and I can’t h
That evening, I tried everything I could to not get affected by what Tiffany said, I bite a matchstick while cutting onions and mix it with eggs. Andrea was upstairs, unpacking from the huge room painted with a lot of colors, I know that she doesn't like it, I could give her my room instead but she insisted on taking it even though the colors was an eyesore. "It's okay, i'll take it, I'm just going to occupy some space, rent-free." I'm quite amazed by the growth she has, I almost saw her in a different light if only I didn't caught the same blinding lights that was in my front door, I noticed my balcony wall has the same.I wonder how much watts were there in those lights, they're so bright, I swore when they fade away I'd moths were gonna vanished. "Harriet I forgot my toothbrush there, you have a spare one?" She stormed to the stairs and sad that out in one breathing. Seems like Andrea forgot what she said to me that she's going to have a share with the expenses of the house.
I started on myself in the mirror, I forgot how much I skipped meals to be able to lose weight like this, my uniform was terrible, I wore a tight-fitting skirt and I have to tuck in my black blouse with yellow lining because that’s the requirement. I don’t have a choice but to follow if I wanted a job that can’t recognize me because people couldn’t care less about who their waitresses were, then I have no choice but to accept the farthest job from town possible. “I would’ve let you borrow my make-ups if you and your friend didn’t make me cry the other night.” Andrea sauntered toward me with her arms crossed and looking glumly at me as always. I straightened my skirt with my palms, still my eyes on the mirror, inspecting and criticizing every inch of my uniform. It's fortunate for Andrea that hers was just black pants and a checkered blouse with puff sleeves, she’s working at a carnival, I should've applied there first before her. But just like she said, I made her cry the other nig
My shift ended when George closed the restaurant and I cleaned the last dirt off my assigned table at exactly ten p.m on the dot.I put my coat on and change into my comfortable slippers, we said goodbye to one another and we head out, my coworkers and I parted ways, each having their night appointments to do, some were going to a bar, partying, drinking, or just visiting the night market, while some were going home. I’m one of the few that would go straight home. Because the restaurant was too far from where I lived, I need to catch the last bus for the night, I’m about to sprint off when suddenly, a hooded man in a maroon sweater showed up in front of me. “Harriet, I thought you forgot about me.” I scowled when Arnold’s face got brightened by the street lights and I recognized him. “Aren’t you going to sleep on your uncle’s place tonight?” I mean, this was a long ride to the town.“Of course not, I’m going to ride the bus with you.” He pulled me closer and put his hand over
“You two seem close.” I hugged myself and sniffed hard, I have a runny nose and I keep on sneezing, so I have to close the balcony and have a hard time locating tissue paper in the living room. Andrea was laying on the sofa with her pajamas and a banana. "Who, we?” I sank onto the one-sitter sofa and glumly stared at her, I know she knew who I’m talking about. “Tyler and I just met, I don’t think we can be that close.” Andrea peeled the banana and took a slow painful bite while looking at me as if implying what she said was the opposite. “Tyler’s so kind, he showed me his wolf form and it added more to his coolness.” I remember hiding a tissue roll below the coffee table, but I couldn’t get myself to have it because I was too stunned by what she said. What? It took me months before I saw his bestial form, then I found out that the moment they first met, he transformed. why did he show it so quickly on Andrea?Andrea jumped and sit on the sofa, obvious that she was enjoying more
The next thing I heard was the sound of the ambulance taking Arnold away because apparently, his scar opened and he’s stubborn because he just let it be until he can’t bear the pain anymore and blood soaked the plaster that was on it, based on the medic that took him to the nearest hospital.“What a douchebag,” Andrea commented, showing like a mushroom on my side, I almost jump to my place. “Who would leave his date like that?” I gave her a frown and turned to the exit of the carnival, the food he bought got wasted because he stumbled on the floor, and a huge regret blow down my chest because of that. And of course, on Arnold because he lied to me when he said he doesn’t remember his assault on the forest, when he told me he was just on the side of the road having a night jog but end up in the forest, he said he don’t know if his attacker was an animal or a human: He said he didn’t get attacked, he lied. I came home fuming mad and I threw my bag anywhere in my room before I lay on