ALEXAKIS.Her boyfriend irked me. He came out of the smaller room, bumping into my girl's sister. He looked up, feigning shock at seeing Claire standing in front of him. He pulled away from my girl's sister and the first word that came out of his mouth was one that I suddenly didn't want him to ever speak again. "Claire?" He breathed.I hated the effect it had on my girl, Claire. I was suddenly so pissed because I had wanted to learn of her name from her. He had no right uttering her name with such emotion, after betraying her trust the way he did and I suddenly wanted him gone. Claire wrapped her arms around her middle, probably wanting to sink into the floor and get away from the situation. A red haze covered my vision and I could feel my bones burning with the urge to shift into my wolf. The feeling of rage and jealousy confused me so much and that confusion seemed to ground me, halting my shift before it had even begun. I focused more on Claire and what was happening, how her si
CLAIRE.We were walking to the den in silence and although Alex is a comfortable company when I'm not scared of the punches he lands, and I was grateful that he was the one with me, if at all anyone should've been privy to my emotional breakdown. I didn't look up at him as we walked, still too bruised emotionally to share those feelings with someone. I could tell that he wanted to be of comfort to me though, otherwise we wouldn't be walking to the den for me to punch out my angst. I tripped on a stone and Alex's hands stretched to support me but I raised mine up, telling him that I wanted to stand myself. I had a burning urge to fix myself and if it would start with standing on my own, I'd be okay with that. We got to the den and it was busy, a fight taking place. Two burly figures took swings at each other in the ring, their blows amping up the crowd's cheers. I saw Alex's boss shouting at the men from a corner, looking like he would love nothing more than to get into the ring himse
ClaireEvery punch I gave released a massive weight of betrayal and anger off my chest. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. I had not felt sick rage in a while and somehow, I didn't know why I was disappointed in Scott. I should have seen it coming. The filthy thing just enjoyed having his fun with me and I guess I enjoyed having someone to give me a moment where I didn't have to think about home or any issue I was going through. Sad. I focused all my energy on the punch, I needed to release all the pain - I knew it wouldn't give me a clean slate but it gave me relief; relief I could never have found if I had gone to that house of mine.Alex gave me a sequence to fight with;"Punch, punch, dodge, punch, punch, dodge." I let out of my mouth as I boxed, panting hard, every bone in my body making cracking sounds as if they had never been this worked, vigorously. The air conditioning was not enough to stop the heat that came shortly. I was filled with sweat, running down from my
ClaireGoing home effortlessly that evening wasn't easy. Becky and dad were in the living room. Their voices were so loud that I heard them from the driveway. I had hoped I'd get better guardians but I had to settle with these. I must have not done something right. The living room was just adjacent to the doorway, but I figured out a way to bypass it. I entered the house and quickly ran into the kitchen, following the other back door to come out. The door led me straight to the stairs. I quickly ran up to them and entered my room, shutting the door behind me"Phew! That was close!" I said to myself, walking to my bed and collapsing on it, arms spread. It was a very cool evening, one to sit and talk with loved ones, make memories and whatnot.I stretched on my bed and turned to the side, folding my hands in between my laps and my head on my improvised pillow, wallowing in this shallow pain that refused to go. I was never in love with him, I just liked the feeling of having Scott aroun
ClaireI sat on my bed, replaying what had just happened. Had Becky just let me go scott free after what I said to them? Or had they tired of abusing me? I tried to put my thoughts together in my head to come to an understanding conclusion but none of it was making sense. Maybe they realized that they had in truth been selfish and my saying it to them had only brought the truth to their faces. I waited for someone to storm into my room and lecture me on how to speak to my stepmom and sis as that was dad's way and the only time he realized that he has a child. I also waited for their brain to boot and realized I just called them out on their bullshit and came to give me the beating I didn't deserve, but nothing still happened.I stayed in my room the whole morning. I wasn't called to do the dishes or chores of any sort. I was left alone. I wished I had done this sooner, I would have had more alone days... Or not. Staying in my thoughts, I realized they didn't think I could amount to
These past few days have been pretty silent. I didn't have a college I was going to like Evie and so, I was always stuck at home. I needed something to fill the void I felt now and then. I didn't want to prove to them right that I was up to no good and worthless. I needed to make something out of myself. My thoughts went on and on about what to do, what interested me and what I had a passion for. I thought about catering but that was all I always did at home. I catered for everyone's needs not because I cared but because I had no other choice. It wasn't my passion, so I scrapped it. There was the option of fashion designing but what did I know about fashion? I wore anything I saw on a norm and didn't even care if I looked good or not. How would I style another person?Finally, I thought about event planning. It seemed like I had strength there. My room was always coordinated and I liked planning my time. Planning events would come easy to me, I would feed off people's satisfied expr
CLAIRE.I spent the whole week studying anything I could from the internet. I knew that Becky was irritated that I spent my time doing nothing but sitting in front of my laptop. Father had a lot of hunting calls this week and he barely spent the time at home at all. Becky, on the other hand, hated seeing me content with life now that I finally started learning something, so she plied me with odd house chores, working me till when she thought I would be too tired to read up on more topics from my online courses. She was wrong, because I always spent the night catching up, making sure that I was not behind. Becky had friends over now and that was a reprieve for me because I could read as much before her friends went back. She had only sent for me once when she needed someone other than herself to share the snacks I had prepared between her friends. They barely said anything to me as I passed the snacks around and one had only inquired as to when I would bring out the wine; I wasn't the
CLAIRE. It felt weird waiting for news that I thought was going to come soon, but didn't. Evie had been at college for a year now and I had expected for Becky's cruelty to increase with the absence of her daughter, but she had been moody for the better part of the year. Father had been obsessed with hunting to pay back his debt and we had soon been on stable ground -I had heard him discuss this with Malkholm as they prepared for their recent hunting trip. I had also heard him talking about who the next lead hunter would be, but he had yet to do anything about it. I was sorting through the laundry in the laundry room when a cough came from behind me, startling me and causing me to drop the clean clothes I had just folded on the floor. I turned, schooling my features first before I did so because only Becky was in the house with me. I was surprised to see Scott standing there, his lips lifting in a smile as he took in my startled look at seeing him in the house. Not like he hadn't bee