CLAIRE.Alex finished his chocolate, a little smile on his face. It must have been his first time having chocolate. I was glad I gave him that experience. It wasn't bad having him around, I liked the partially silent company. He was a good listener and the fact that he didn't talk much did me a solid. I didn't need anyone's pity patty speech of motivation, telling me how to live my life. I preferred this. "I'll need you to stop here, I don't want any further trouble from the one I already know I'm going to face when I get home.""Trouble?" He said with a worried face."Don't worry about me, I can handle it." I knew that was not enough convincing but he understood anyway. I could see my Cinderella mansion from where I was and imagine my step mum looking at me and preparing ways to lock me up in the cobwebbed attic. I turned back and the wolf man was still there, watching me like some sort of guardian. I felt humored sometimes by him.The floor of my house creaked as I stepped in, it
CLAIRE.It was homecoming and while the whole school was in high spirits, I wasn't. I wanted to be far away from the festivities taking place at school, where the football team all pretend like they were gods and the girls act like they would be picked as the homecoming queen, even though they truly know who'd get that crown -Veronica. I had seen her show a deep lack of interest in the activities and then Evie had burned with rage when her name was called as one of the competitors. She knew that everyone would vote for Veronica and not her and that was the only part in all these that pleased me, that Evie was miserable. I was miserable in my own way because Ms. Wells had given me a duty -working in the food stands with other social outcasts, like my place in school wasn't obvious to everyone already. Another girl -she was new with dark hair and pink highlights- had tried to make conversation with me but just at that moment, I saw Scott pick Evie up in a hug and spun her around. He d
ALEXAKIS.I didn't pay anymore visits to my girl, not wanting it to be a regular thing between us, not wanting to frighten her more than she would allow. She had been surprised and maybe even scared when she saw me in her bedroom that night but I couldn't just let things go like that. She had been near tears when she was heading home that day and her heartbeat had accelerated in fear. She truly didn't feel safe at home. So I'd followed her, had heard the argument with her mother and couldn't withstand going to her when she'd started crying. I'd heard those sobs like it was coming from within myself and the need to comfort her rose up like a rash on my skin. I couldn't help but scale the wall till I got to her bedroom, till I was able to comfort her. And she'd let me.That was enough of an ego boost for a day because I had been determined to stay away from her for a while. That didn't mean I was at peace with my decision, seeing as I still felt that pull towards her and had to restrai
ALEXAKIS.It pained me to say, but my mind and actions didn't usually go hand in hand most times. Take last week as an example, I'd woken up with the same determined mind that I would avoid going anywhere near my girl but had somehow found myself on the path to her school. I had immediately snapped out of it and thankfully, showed up at work early. Angelo had been in a beastly mood and Motty thought it had something to do with a missing container -I still didn't understand what that meant but I had acted like I did and showed worry like the rest of the men did. I found out later that the container held different machineries and weapons and I hadn't been so sympathetic then. Angelo noticed this and took me off two day's matches, just to be petty. I didn't mind though, as I thought that my body needed the rest. But what I also didn't realize was that the den was like a binder of sorts for me and it restrained the urges I had to visit my girl every time. Which was why I'd noticed that
CLAIRE.There are times when I wished that I could not be who I was, that I didn't need to act the way I acted sometimes, or say some of the things I ended up saying. The day of homecoming, when Scott had tried to be the best boyfriend anyone could ask for, when he'd tried to make me see my truth and how I always tended to push people away, that was when I truly realized how horrible of a person I was. Of course, people didn't just abandon me or treat me the way I thought they treated me for no reason, I was merely the one at fault. I was the terrible person who didn't try enough, who made others feel like shit, and when they'd succeeded in turning their backs on me and treating me with the hate I had once treated them, I had somehow got it in my mind that I was being maltreated. Becky was right, I was the most selfish person. And because of that, Scott had left me. I was sure that it was just an argument and that we'd be back to the way things were after that day, but Scott hadn't
CLAIRE.I walked down the hallway, turning the corner and continuing down till I got to the gym. I was sure that the sound had come from here because it had been kind of echoey and only the gym area gave off such sounds. I pushed the door open and walked in, taking in the quietness that surrounded the large space. I started to doubt that I'd heard anything as no one was in here even as I looked around but then I heard something like a shout -more like a grunted, if that made sense and the direction it was coming from was so close by. I looked at the room where the sporting and gym equipment were kept and sometimes had my blood running cold. Maybe I had already realized what I was going to see there. I slowly walked to the door, glad to see that a small, glass compartment was squared off at the centre and I peered through. At first, I didn't see anything, my eyes taking time to adjust to the dim lighting. But then I immediately took note of someone's head, the thick mane of hair being
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