STORM “the only person who is going to regret this is you,”That is all I hear before I am thrust in front, and I lose my balance. I feel myself falling and I can't stop it. then my back hits cold water and I know she has pushed me into the pool.I close my eyes feeling the sting of water in my eye, water rushing through my nose and mouth.I don’t know how to swim to save my life, and it shouldn’t come as a surprise to me that I might be drowning in this pool right now the last thing I will feel is the way the alcohol in my veins is making me feel like my drowning is happening in slow motion.It is getting hard to breathe, and I am choking, but my arms and limbs are flaccid, and I can't move. A part of me lets go, and it's scary but again, freeing.Perhaps I will see my father again….And just as the thought crosses my mind, I feel hands grabbing me and pushing me up. I have no control so I just let myself be led up and once again, I feel a cool breeze on my face.Then I am coughing,
DEANI can't feel her.Looking around, there should be evidence of her living here, but there is none. her scent is barely here too which makes me think she must have bought this house recently.I go upstairs to the two bedrooms and open the first one immediately after the stairs.It's hers. Here, she is present. I expected to see a lot of clothes, stuff, and all the unnecessary belongings girls seem to have but not her, which makes m all the more intrigued.A few clothes, one duffel bag, and that’s all.I am skilled in tracking and finding unhidden things and truths and this right here feels like I am missing a lot judging on what I see. Doesn’t matter, because I don’t find anything which makes me frustrated.“what are you hiding?” I ask out loud silently and when I can't find anything, not a single thing, I huff out in frustration and go downstairs.“Anything?” comes a voice through the phone I am holding.One last look around and I shake my head. “nothing.”I hang up the call and g
STORMIt's easy to put aside your feelings for someone when they are not right in front of you.Which is a thing I feel and understand more and more the further I pull away from the house. I was going to enjoy doing this and I would make it worth my while…That is all I could think. Blood rush through my ears and the hot emotion in my belly make me feel nauseated.I can't believe I fell into that with him. I am so stupid to think I was special or that I was somehow not as planned as I had hoped.Turns out it's true.All the good tinglings I had felt and the highness of it came down plummeting when I had finally worn my clothes and had gone downstairs to find Landon and tell him I was leaving.When I saw him going towards the poolhouse and they all got in, curiosity got the better of me and I snuck to hear what they were talking about.I had all needed to hear. It cut deep when I heard kyle shouting that I was a plan and that Landon was messing it all up. Kyle.I don’t know why I had t
IN MY DARK TIMESHope is a damnable thing.I saw hope in her eyes when she was running, that maybe she would be able to outrun her set fate and maybe get away, or that someone would come and save her.No one came. She didn’t outrun me.She died, by my hands.I watched her beating heart in my hand still warm and blood dripping from my palms to my boots. I remember the high I felt when I saw her eyes roll and blankly stare at not breathing she took her last breath. When I could still hear and feel the faint pump of the heart before tossing it down beside her.then I cleaned up after myself, making sure not to leave a single fur that could be traced back to me. Making it a clean murder.A delicious I am, under the delicious pressure of the showerhead in my house. I shiver and it’s not because I am cold. It’s the sweet release I finally feel after a successful kill like tonight. It works the knots in my body. A sweet release, a necessary letting go of all the little tensions inside.And a
STORMSometimes people don’t find justice. Sometimes, they have to take it.And I took it.That’s what makes it all so possible for me to walk through the school hallways and see some girls crying as well as the boys all looking like they're ready to snap anyone daring to come near them like a twig.I came to terms with my brain, the dark recess of my mind that is reserved for revenge. A part I never knew existed until I woke up one day and realized I was alive.Alive and alone all in this world.That’s when I knew I wouldn’t conduct and live my life as I had always thought I would. Back when my family was with me when I could spar with my dad, eat my mother's sweet food and listen to my grandmother's stories of the old folklore the old traditions of the werewolf communities.That day that I woke up hidden behind bushes, thorns all over my body and feeling like all parts of me are broken, and then I remembered what happened, life has never been the same again.I was never born this wa
LANDONThe news gets to us when we are already in school.Kyle is a raging wolf and he is a storm that cannot be contained.This is the second hit and I am trembling with fury and murderous thoughts. Someone has been getting the wrong information about us. That we can be fucked with.“fuck!” kyle rages from a few feet away hitting the glass table and leaving a shard of glasses in his wake.“I need to find the bastard right this moment! I can't be fucked with like this! we all cannot!”Cole has been fuming in his controlled way but I see his eyebrows moving up and down like he is barely holding on from smashing and destroying things like kyle is. It has taken us a lot of talk downs to make kyle stay in the house to not run around and start killing off the suspects he already has in mind.Dean is seated silently, eyes down as he seems to be thinking. I know his mind is running wild and what he says next will be helpful.“Taylor,” he speaks just as then and we all look at him as he move
DEANFinding him wasn’t hard.I let my best work of art display itself as we all look at him, others approving.“you are one sick bastard, you know that?” kyle compliments me flashing me a smile, appreciating it and I chuckle.“Who wants to start?”Taylor, an alpha of the neighboring town who has constantly been on our necks is playing on the table in front of us, in his garage.I have tied him on the pool table, nailing his palms on both sides in a crucifix manner, together with his feet. I proceeded to open his belly, holding them apart because they will heal and be sewn shut if they touch leaving his gut open and display for us to look at.He is utterly exposed and very much awake. I can still remember his screams when he was pleading for me to stop.Then started threatening me with how he was going to tear me to pieces when he got out of this once he realized I wasn’t going to stop.That’s the thing with these fuckers. They all beg, plead, and then curse you out; then their weakne
STORMThere are parts of yourself that you hate, parts that you know that others wouldn’t understand or comprehend.I am here, lying on my new sofa as I think about the four men who have managed to creep into my mind making me restless that I saw them leave school so early in the day and I haven’t seen them since.And I am also thinking about how I should make it possible for them to feel comfortable with me enough to keep me updated on what they are doing, where they are because I can't understand why for the love of me I am restless like I am right now.These are the men I seek to destroy and yet I am wondering where they are and if they are okay and it's making me laugh because that’s about the stupidest thing I have thought of today.Of course, they are okay. There are the four most lethal and dangerous men I have ever met and that’s saying a lot since I have seen things and people on the road. Things that make me shiver and have nightmares.Yet, with them, it brings me this comf
STORM Landon and I have been on the road for a week now and right now, we are on our way back home. It's so early, and I am quiet in my seat as I look outside the window as he drives. My whole life changed when I met them, and I cannot take it back, every single of them. I don’t regret any of it. I have decided to go home knowing that there is always going to be darkness in me, it's there to stay, and the best part of it is, I have found boys who want to join in on my darkness. They have shared theirs and invited me into theirs. It's my time to let them in and invite them on in mine. For great love, you must go through the pain. To have all that you desire, you must sacrifice. Pain and love go hand in hand, for you cannot love if you don’t feel the pain of it, it goes together. You cannot know what you have until you have lost it all. And that’s what I realized during my break. I did what I had to do, even went away for a minute from my love to know how true that statement was.
STORM The bar around ends up being a biker's bar, with several bikers packed at the front. I shouldn’t, it's rowdy, and if I am guessing, when they see me alone some will try to hit on me taking me for a fragile little thing that has ended up where she isn’t supposed to. Even before I let that thought to sink in, I am already opening the door, the little bell at the top of the door chiming, and the whole bar goes quiet, all eyes turning towards me. I pause, taking it all in and all the people in. Burly men, tattoos covering their skins heavily, leather jackets and studs on some, a few girls on their laps, and they all look mean and menacing. I proceed to walk towards the tabletop counter where a woman bartender is watching me. everyone is watching me and after I sit down, when they realize I am not going away, they resume their talking. “what will you have?” she asks as she wipes a glass with the towel. “something that will make sure I have a good time tonight,” I reply as I hol
STORMDemons - Hayley Kiyoko is blasting off my speakers as I speed past cars on the highway. Singing along as I beat the steering wheel, wind in my hair as I come from a kill that left me freshly rejuvenated.It should worry me a great deal that the only thing that’s making me feel alive again is killing, but that thought only makes me laugh.I mean, who am I to deny who I am? Maybe it was destined for me to finally embrace this dark side of me without painting it to be a burden, like a means to an end to my purpose.I have no purpose now, other than to feel me again and love me.That’s a good purpose, I didn’t think I was all about self-love and all, I think to myself as I look at my blood-caked nails.I need to find a place to sleep in tonight, perhaps eat human food, cook of course, and sleep. Then tomorrow I do the same thing, I have a long list of people to unalive.I find a motel and check in, and I thank the gods for the showerhead, which has a fairly decent water pressure.I
STORMI never thought it could happen, but it is.I am standing by my Impala, looking at Ridgewood one last time before I speed away and I feel like I am leaving my soul and heart behind.This could be one of the things I will ever regret doing. I can't seem to remember why I am doing this because it hurts so much, but it's all for the better.I wipe away the tear sliding down my cheek and get in my car, revving the engine and speeding away.Back on the road again, alone, leaving all that I have ever wanted behind.I open my compartment glove and I find my old burner phone. I flip it open and find the number I am looking for.“hey Stevie, I need a job.”“Long time Cherry, where are you?”I am heading north, can you find me something worth my while?”“anything for you, but aren’t you rusty? Rumour has it-““Are you sending me the coordinates to a good hunt or not? I didn’t take you for a gossip.”“All I am saying is, now you are not as incognito as before, be careful out there.”“I did
KYLE It’s a rainy gloomy day. It must be matching with my moods and those around me as we all await our bride to walk up to us. The ceremony is being held outdoors, the planners had thought that the day would be sunny and warm, but the rain has started and hasn’t stopped since an hour ago. I don’t mind, as I know this is not exactly how I wanted us to do this so here we are. “why did she not choose the other location that was offered?” Dean asks me quietly as we stand at the front of the huge tent serving as our shelter. They still managed to pull it off with the lowers, it would look magical was it not for the bitterness and bad taste in my mouth about this day. “doesn't matter, we are not here to party, we are just a means to an end for her to leave us,” I respond to him. “Can we all stop doing this? It's already in motion so let's get this over with,” Landon mutters. None of us have been in good shape or moods since last week when she said that she wanted to leave and the o
STORMI find myself at Magdaline’s new house's doorstep.I press the doorbell before I think myself out of this.“come in honey,” she opens the door and waves me in I can feel all the walls drop down and I whimper as she pulls me into an embrace.“I have messed up everything,” I cry as she holds me.She soothes me and takes me to the couch. There is a young girl in the house who has been helping her and she brings me some tea and then leaves.“you have been through so much baby,” she says ss he pushes hair off my face.“I'm so tired,” I whisper as I curl on the couch, head on her lap.“I know,” she validates me. I go ahead and tell her all that has happened and she cries with me, and I feel so sleepy.“I don’t know if they will ever forgive me, but I need to get away.”“There is only one way that you can go away and they remain here unaffected by your absence.”“I will do it, anything. I need to fix myself and maybe one day we will be together again,” I tell her meaning every word.“y
STORM“so you have been feeling this? all of you?” I ask them and their grim faces tell me everything.“Baby, you shut us down every step we take to help you,” Kyle approaches me and I take a step back.“I don’t want your help,” I tell him and he looks like I have slapped him.I don’t mean to o this, but I don’t think I can stop.“you have been drowning and we have been here asking you how to help you and you have said no. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to save you,” Landon speaks to me gently.“I don’t want to be saved, no one can save me,” I say. I can feel tears scrolling down my face.“why are you doing this?” Dean asks, his voice hurt.I exhale, steeling myself. “because none of you understand.”“Help us then understand you, we love you so much, too much to let you be this way,” Kyle approaches me once again and I let him come close to me. “let us in, please.”I want to give in so much, but it's going to be the same. It's going to feel like it has been for a while now.
STORMMy whole being is cold. My insides are wound tight. I am aware of things that are happening, I can feel everything and I wish I wasn’t.Because tonight is the night all my fears have come true. I have been wishing my life was different for weeks now and tonight, the universe has said yes to them.I just lost my babies, and I know it's all,y doing. It doesn’t matter what they all say or try to tell me, this is my doing. They felt my hesitation, my longing for a different life and they have left me.You know what's stupid, it’s the fact that every time I felt like I was a clown, not being true to the rest of them I would talk to them and confide my true feelings to them.They wouldn’t judge me, they were inside me and they knew what was going on. They had come to be my partners in this ridiculously high life, and now they are gone.To be honest, I feel betrayed. They were here, and now they are gone. It's my fault, and yet a part of me thought that they would never leave.I am so
DEANI feel the pain laced through our bond.We have never cried before, but I can feel us all crying. storm has gone quiet, save for the double breathing she is experiencing. Kyle stands up as I take her in my arms straight to the tub.She isn’t even opening her eyes, her face is on my neck, holding on tight. The whole penthouse is quiet as we prepare a bath for her and I start to take off her clothes.She doesn’t let me.“let me get you cleaned up,” I ask her and she shakes her head no.“I need to be alone right now,” she says and I look at the others who all feel like the last thing she needs is to be alone.“Okay,” I say and start getting outside. The boys are hesitant to get out but we finally let her have the space and once the door is locked behind us, I can hear the soft cries.“fuck,” Cole sits outside the door head in his hands.“what the fuck happened?” I ask Landon quietly as I start to realize what has just happened. Storm just miscarried.“We were talking, she had an up