ARI
It’s not hard to find Charming.
Sebastian, that’s what the jerk called him. He is leaning on the kitchen wall, drink in hand as he watches people dance. He is very attractive; tall, blond, blue eyes, an athletic body that’s showing under his snug white tee, and low-riding jeans.
With such a face and a body, I know he must have a girlfriend or a mate. Some girls are dancing in front of him, trying to catch his attention but he doesn’t seem interested. Doesn’t even look at them.
He looks like he is about to leave too. That’s my cue.
“You aren't planning on leaving me alone at this party are you?”
He turns around, surprised followed by a smile echoing on his face as he looks at me. ”I thought you were under lock and key for the rest of the night.”
I ignore that and choose another direction. “Leaving already?”
“Not anymore,” his gr
ARICharming does not take long.The bottle doesn’t have the burning effect like it did in those first gulps. Now it's going down smoothly as I tiptoe around the huge room, looking at the empty and bare room save for the clothes and the bed.Whose room is this?The one I was in didn’t have anything either, just a bed and nothing else. Is this his style? Minimalism?How typical.I walk over to the large window and push it open. I sit by the sil and look at the view. A garden. The moon is on a crescent tonight, the breeze is so soothing and cool over my hot skin.The world is slightly tilting though. I get off, the curtains fluttering as the breeze flows in the room. I think I should stop drinking. I am starting to feel like the room is moving even when I am not.Someone walks into the room. When did the door open?“Miss me?”“Charming? What took you so long?”I start walki
ARIThere are too many stairs.My foot slips, almost making me fall down the endless stairs, but strong hands catch me. That makes me giggle, my head bowing.“I am so drunk.”“my shoes can attest to that.”“I will send you money for dry cleaning.”“you're yet to pay for the clothes but whatever.”That makes me pout, looking at the back of the boy holding my hand and leading me upstairs. “do you think I won't do it?”“do what?”“pay you back.”“I don’t care.”“Why don’t you like me?”“you puke all over, get drunk with strangers, and make a mess whenever you go. Should I continue? The list is long.”“you are hard to like too you know?”“I don’t care.”“even if you smell nice, even if you are the most attractive person I have ever seen, you are the coldest, most heartless person I have equally ever seen. Your dark soul cancels out the physical appearance.” I shiver.“I am sure Seb would love to hear that.”“Charming is the best!” I hiccup. He is gentle and sweet, he listens, and he told
ARI“nothing.”I huff out a chuckle. “you went through all of this just to tell me that you know my secrets?”“I know what makes you tick. Your volatile temper, your unstable wolf, all in the palm of my hands. What do you think I am going to do with you?”“I am not your toy to play with.”“Who said anything about playing with?”“Is this another prank? Is your girlfriend going to pop out of the shadows recording us?”Zade’s sardonic laugh is enough to tell me no. “livie’s games are cute. If I started my games with you, you wouldn't survive.”“why? Why are you doing this?”“Because I want to get to know you better,” his smile sends warning signals to my brain. “see, I got mated to you, the universe’s way of a dirty joke. I mean you are mine to do whatever I want to. You are a girl that I want to see shine. Burn and burst into billions of sparkles, light up the whole sky.”He stands up, walking towards where I am stuck in place by his will. “I want to know every little thing that is goin
ARI“Why am I here?”I grip my phone, lighting it up again to check if the text I sent five minutes ago went through.Read.I am not surprised that he told me to show up only to stand up. It was my mistake to obey him and come here as he demanded.The street I am on is empty, wind rustling the trashcans lining up the front of the shops. There are street lights, making it glow an almost orange flirecscent lighting. Yet, even when I am standing here alone, I don’t feel scared.There is nothing that makes me want to bolt that’s outside here; rather, it's who is coming up to me that’s making me want to bolt and never look back.My mind has been plagued by him ever since yesterday when he declared that he was one goofing around with me. I still don’t understand his encrypted message.Make you feel everything that I feel.That doesn’t explain a lot, and I am not sure I want to feel the hatred he feels. I am good at generating my feelings without his help. Is tonight the first step to assert
ARISomeone is walking to the ring.A figure blending in with the shadows, cleaked until the last minute that he steps into the light, and my breath gets locked in my throat.No.The whole crowd goes wild, screaming and pushing. I get pushed forward, but hands hold onto me, making sure I don’t get swept off. My eyes are on Zade as he walks in the cage, looking like he owns every single person, the place, and the very air we breathe.It doesn’t matter the setting, he owns every room, every space he walks in.Sebastian looks confused. He looks at someone at the side before locking his jaw and watching Zade, who is standing at the end of the cage, eyes on Sebastian.This is the surprise.“Thrilling, isn't it?” Mullet leans on my shoulder, face almost pressing on mine. I get away from him in disgust, as I feel like I am about to cry.Is this a punishment? Is this what he wanted me to see? I thought I had protected Seb from him. I thought I had made Zade get his attention away from him. Ho
ZADEShe is crying again.The figure that’s buried under my sheets, twitching and whimpering as if having the fifth nightmare of the night is whimpering as if in pain.To get to know someone, watch them as they sleep. From the way they curve in on themselves to their movements and sleep behaviour, everything you need to know about them will be revealed.She is lonely. It's so sharp, buried deep inside her bones, a part of her, and I wonder if she even knows how lonely she feels. It's one thing to be a rogue, cast away from your pack.It's another thing for such a thing to happen to a child, forced to live that lifestyle. A young werewolf separated from its pack and lived like that.I am not feeling any empathetic emotions towards her. It's her life, but watching her, seeing it, how she has taken it as her nature, as who she is, part of her personality is intriguing.Something got triggered tonight; that’s why she is in my bed, crying in her sleep, running away from the grip of the nig
ARIIt might still be a nightmare.I trip and fall on the carpeted floor.“Be careful, mate, you don’t look so well.”A gasp escapes my lips, and I look around the room. I am back in that damned bare room. I grapple for something to hold me up, stilling when I see my hands.Red. Blood.My heart is racing again, eyes blurring as I stretch both of my hands in front of me. when … why …Something flashes in my mind. Me running after the figure that was being carried away on a stretcher. My shaking hands grabbing the swollen, unrecognizable face, covered in blood. A neck that’s unnaturally twisted.I look up at the person looking at me as if I am an intrigue. No, he isn't a person; he is a monster. A heartless, cold monster who killed Sebastian simply because we talked.“How could you?” My voice is trembling, but I don’t care. All I feel is this lodged thing, almost solid, in my throat. “Why did you kill him?”“he was living on borrowed time anyway. Thanks to you, I remembered to complete
ARIThe first thing I feel is a very cozy warmth surrounding me.The next thing I feel is that I am lying next to someone, the source of the coziness. The last thing I remember is going to the washroom to wash up …I open my eyes, and I am immediately reminded of where I am.Zade’s.I am in his room, in his bed, and I think … he is lying next to me. I look down at my tangled body, which is wrapped in sheets, and I see that I am wrapped in a robe.I can feel my heart start to spike in my chest, and with as minimal movement, I look behind me, hoping and crossing fingers that he is asleep.He is.Gingerly getting out of bed, I tiptoe to the bathroom, get dressed as fast as I can, and peep outside again to make sure he is still fast asleep.I don’t know how I ended up half naked in his bed, how we ended up cuddling at that, but I know that I need to get out of here. Everything is so confusing, my mind is running in overdrive, trying to put all the pieces together, connect the dots, but do
ZADEEverything should have gotten better.No, everything should have changed once I decided not to let my dislike for silvers get in the way of me making amends to her. But she has been avoiding me and acting like I don’t exist at all.I haven’t been able to get her out of my mind before but now? now she is all I see. Now she is the epitome of my existence.She is posing a challenge and that is to ignore me and treat me like I am inviscible. Like we are not bonded and I cant sometimes fele her when she hasn’t blocked me out.Like I cant feel her so close to me like we are sharing the same skin, breathing the same air. We are intertwined, I am wearing her mark on my skin, and she is wearing mine, a sign that we are meant to be together, wheter we like it or not.I haven't liked it for a long time and I hated her some more for it. But even then, when I was swimming in my denial, I knew that my life would never be the same once she busted in.She is not someone you simply forget or even
ARII learnt how to drive when I was thirteen.My mother was so sick in the middle of the night, and it was the month we had to stay in a cabin away from towns and civilisations because she feared that the ones we had been running away from had caught up to us.I still don’t have a driver’s license, but I am a decent driver.The car, too, is so good and so sexy that I can't help the laugh that bubbles out of my throat. When I told Mr. Parker that I needed a car to get out of school like other students, he told me he already had one for me.It was a gift that he didn't think I would like but bought anyway. He is … thoughtful and trying to fill in my father's role.I appreciate that.I run my hands on the steering wheel, smiling so widely my cheeks are aching.A black mustang; sporty, sexy, just how I love it. The interior is all dark red and leather too, that new smell making my norse itch and I giggle as I start it, gearing as I speed out of the gate.Weeks ago I couldn’t get out of t
ARII am a girl that is broken.I have tried not to let it consume me, and when it was too much for me, I have tried containing it so that it won't consume those around me.Life for me has not been easy. It has been an endless darkness that threatens to twist me and fold me, shatter every new vine, every bone I form, and render me helpless, weak all my life.You can say I have tried not to let it show that I am drowning and just how broken and damaged I am. My mother can't tell you that I have been dead; she thinks I am fine.How can she know when my one purpose in life was to ensure that she never once realized the truth about me?But I am tired of keeping the darkness away. I am tired of carrying it like it weighs nothing, when it's only I who knows the truth about it—about the weight. I have been dead for a long time, just floating in the world.I have had to be with nothing, be nothing that it has infused in my blood, in my psyche. If you are nothing, if you don’t know anything, t
ARI“Are you sure you're okay?”“I am,” I take Max’s hand. “I promise if I feel any discomfort pain, I will tell you immediately.”She laughs. “You better.”“Okay, Mom,” I roll my eyes as I get off the bed. I have been cooped up here for some reason, but I have had enough.“I am just taking care of you, I feel partly responsible for this.” She isn't looking at me, head bowed in guilt.“You have no reason to. You aren't the one who pushed me off the roof,” I shrug. “I was a little reckless too, going up there in the middle of the night to meet with the same girl who beat me to death a few days earlier.”“Why did you?”I sigh, leaning on the small closet in the room where my clothes have been put. “I wanted to get it over with? I knew we had to talk at some point, so getting that out of the way … and I was curious what she wanted to say.”She frowns, obviously disagreeing with my choices. I can't blame her, I mean, look where it got me. "What did she want?”“She wanted me to stay away f
ZADEI get to my room, feeling like I am about to lose it, only to find …“I have been waiting for you.”Olivia. Naked in my bed, waiting for me.“I knew we had to talk alone,” she kneels on the bed.My strides are quick as I reach over to the bed and clamp my fingers around her neck, making her gasp and look up at me with wide eyes, confusion, and then terror reflecting in her eyes.“I told you I don’t allow anyone in my bed.” I don’t feel a thing, not even as she starts to scratch my hand, trying to get me to let her go.“I thought I made myself clear when I told you that me amd you are done. Why don’t you get through that your little skull?”I squeeze tighter, all the mindache that has been assaulting me since I got away from that hospital room, finally zeroing in on the girl in front of me. Maybe she should die.Would Silvers forgive me if I killed her? Would she see this as a good form of apology? Will it be enough?Olivia starts to lose consciousness, the fight leaving her body.
ZADE“I did it for you.”Experated sigh, then an eye roll. “I didn’t think you were attached to her like this. Don’t you hate her?”The longer Olivia keeps talking, the angrier I get.“Get out.”She looks at me, surprised. “What?”“Get out.”“You can't be serious,” she huffs, flicking her hair over her shoulder. You can't talk to me like that and tell me to leave just because of her.”I have a feeling if she doesn’t move, I might remove her myself. “I am. Now get out while I am being nice.”She tripped. I am not to blame that she is clumsy! What was I supposed to do when she fell? Jump after her? I called you, that’s enough to show I care.”“you didn’t call me, I found out on my own.” my hands are shaking. I a barely holding myself back from making sure she gets what she has done to ari only worse.“Whatever, all I am saying is, I did it for you. I called you and found you not because of her but for you.”“Olivia.”“You only call me that when you are serious.”“I want you to listen ca
ARII shouldn’t have agreed to come here.I don’t trust her, but I couldn’t ignore the call either. I wonder what she wants to say now that she has called me.The location too is very strange. I mean, who call someone up a frooftop in the middle of the night all in the name of talking?Olivia, that’s who.“I thought you wouldn’t come.” Her voice echoes before I see her. She shows herself from the stone she was leaning against, blending in with the shadows.“I was curious as to what you wanted to say to me.” I try not to show that I am intimidated by her. She did try to kill me, so of course I am wary. I would be a fool if I weren’t.“I suppose you would be,” she chuckles, tilting her head to the side. Her long hair slides off her shoulder, making the angle even more alluring. I still cant see her face, as her back is facing where the moon is illimunating from the sky.Soo, talk,” I shrug, hoping she will start already and I can go back to sleep. Not that I was, but she doesn’t need to
ZADEI don’t move an inch from where I am, exhaling slowly as Olivia sits next to me, shoulder to shoulder. I didn’t hear her coming up.I must have been distracted. Again.“can't sleep?”“When have I ever been able to?”She chuckles, before laying her head on my shoulder. “sorry, I forgot you are an insomniac like me.”When I don’t say anything, she sighs. “Just one of the things we are alike, don’t you agree?”“I guess.” I have been trying to spend less time with her. She must have noticed that he sought me out like this.“You haven’t come to see me for a while. I am starting to think you are ignoring me again.”“I have been busy.”“If its school work, I know you are way ahead and you have already aced the exams even before they are announced.”“I have other duties other than academics.”“I know, I have your full schedule, remember?”Right, I forgot.“Why have you been ignoring me?”“I thought it would be easier if we slowly got out of each other's lives.” Not even my grandpa is sup
ZADEShe has changed.It's in the way she is talking and interacting with others, or lack thereof.It's in the way I can't seem to be getting under her skin anymore. Even the way she is looking at me nowadays, like she can see me but not really. As if she is looking right through me. Together and in front of me but not truly with me.It's annoying me.We are back to the academy, thank hells for that because I couldn’t take more of that camp any more. I dont want to be around her, so close yet so far away and I don’t know how to even fix it.She was starting to look at me differently, too. It started as wariness, then to fear and then to something akin to … familiarity. Comfortable.But now it’s something I hadn’t seen from her before. She is looking at me like I don’t matter at al. she can see me and in her mind, I simply don’t matter, don’t hold anything of importance for her to regard me as anything but someone who she has to deal with in the specific moment I am with her.I don’t l