There was something about waking up in the morning and staring at familiar faces. The pace in which they all wake up, the pace in which they all relate, the sighs and ohs of their mouth as it forms words, intelligible or not. I was never waking up to familiar faces. Or rather, I had never woken up to familiar faces. It was a stepping stone, the one I watched in movies write family members woke up and asserted themselves immediately to daily routine. I watched and stared at the Lycans as they all bantered with themselves. We were in the mini living space in the tent where everyone could sit and I was staring and not so patiently waiting for Martin to finish making the pancakes that was smelling really good. I was trying my best not to snap at him as je belt getting distracted and called out by Remy. I wanted to bang my head, but still, I controlled myself. I was wrong, they are couples I just wanted to get rid of, they aren’t even cute anymore. No one messes with my food option and fo
“You stare a lot at people. One thing I have noticed about you.” Adam was back being beside me and I was back being uncomfortable. Great. I thought he understood the memo but it seemed he didn’t really get the fact that I didn’t want him there, not with me. Not seating next to me, not even speaking to me. My brain was just too confused at the moment I was at loss of words and did not even understand how I was to think, how did decide to what I wanted and most important, how to avoid him which he was starting to prove difficult for me to achieve.“I like to observe people who are in love a lot. I think I might even end up writing a romance novel. It’s just a sight to behold, a sight to watch and be happy because of how beautiful it is. You know, it feels like imagining something in the middle of hardship. Just like how authors make their characters get things they don’t have in real life. Since it’s the world they created, they can do whatever they want with it.That’s how it feels
Several times, I have pictured myself into imagining that my beet friend was interested in me. Multiple times, I had ignored the way he stared at some males butt as we passed by them. I have shielded myself away from this truth because I wanted to believe I was wrong. Most times, people want to believe they are right about something so they could deal with it in a way they would know. Most people love to see things beforehand to know how to handle the matter but I, had been quite the opposite. It started out as a harmless thought. Trying to give myself excuses as to why he hadn’t asked me to be his girlfriend. ‘Maybe he’s gay’ harmless thought that I had laughed over immediately it spilled out. It had been, until when I started to notice the signs. My best friend sat in front me, the opposite direction of me and I thought I had not heard him well, only I had. And I was lost of speech. I didn’t know the right words to use because my mind was blown. I had thought I would be the one to
“Remy kind of insinuated I make a decision fast before I hurt them all. Do you know that they all are a pack? So they can feel the bond I have with Adam. I don’t think it is as intense but they can also feel this thing in me. You know how it is with the Lycans and they’re packs. She told me the story of how she and Martin met and fell in love. Well, I think Remy is nice and brutally honest. Ella is also kind and really sweet. Her mate too. Although, he doesn’t speak much. I like the Lycans. I really want to be friends with them but they cannot be possible if I don’t want to be Adam’s mate. And as for Adam, I told him I wanted to be friends. That is what we have been trying to respect because he challenged me that I cannot help but stay mad at him. Oh, I didn’t even tell you that he confronted me about how wicked I always am. I was so remorseful I apologised and then invited me to his house. Can you believe that? It’s like every time I try to give him an inch, he goes hundred miles an
At times I wondered why Mr Lycan couldn't accept the fact that we cannot be mates. Did he have some weird spiritual problem? Or is it that he doesn't listen and just prefers to be stubborn all the time? I kept thinking that I would not be able to find the right reasons as to why he behaved that way. I knew Adam was stubborn and always did everything to get want he wanted but I was not about to bend to his will. I wanted us to talk more about the whole mate thing, I want him to understand that being a princess isn't something I want at this point.I was getting ready to go to bed but couldn't sleep at first, scenarios playing in my head, things that have happened since he started attending our school. After much turning and tossing, sleep consumed me, taking me far from the real world and I let it.I'm in a weird looking place right now, there's something that looks like water in front of me, like the beach but without sand. The ground was pretty normal, I stood there wondering how I g
I didn’t understand the feeling, it was draining yet exciting. It was really toxic I felt that I won’t breathe if I didn’t kiss him, like my heart was going to burst. Adam was staring at me with so much intensity. His eyes moved to my lips and I swallowed, unable to resist the urge to touch him, hold him, kiss him. And I kissed him. Straining to reach his lips because he was pretty tall, I held his shoulders for support and gosh they were so strong and broad. I pressed my lips on his and that's when he clearly lost it. He held me and kissed me hard and slow at the same time, demanding entrance which I gave him, moaning softly. His tongue filling my mouth, tasting and drinking me in and me doing the same. His hands wrapped around my waist, he was holding me right, his fingers moved briskly to my butt and grabbed tight. I moaned into his mouth and Adam pushed me forward so my front could rub on his pronounced erection. I let out another strong moan. We broke off, breathless but he ju
Subsequently I had thoughts of my mom, I never met her but I couldn't help but ask myself how things would be if she were here. How dad would feel. I wanted to think only happy thoughts but I knew it wouldn't last. I pushed that aside too.After the cooking and eating, I said my goodnight to dad and headed to my room. With a long sigh I jump on my bed, counting my glow in the dark stars once again. I haven't called Jimmy nor Remy and they both called but I didn't pick up. I wouldn't know what to tell them that's why I haven't called them. Another long sigh.I turn to stare out my window, the moon is shining brightly, shaming me. Sleep finally overtakes me, consuming and pulling me down with it.The water. The beach with no sand. The man that saved me. I saw it again but something weird happened. I dreamt that same dream. The same way, the same events, the same outfits, the same feelings. Everything was the same.I woke up sweaty, questions that I wanted to ask but didn't know whom to
I fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow for the third time today. I deep dream less sleep that I'm grateful for. I would always want to dream but this time I don't wanna dream. I just want to sleep.The next morning I'm woken up by my dad and his signature breakfast in bed and I smile a bit at his kind gesture."Good morning dad, thank you for breakfast" I greet him." It's okay my dear. You seem okay, your fever is gone and you're up early as usual" he stated."I'm okay dad. I'll be leaving for school today, I feel a bit better" I affirmed."If you say so then. I'm leaving for work now, I love you" he kissed my forehead getting up from my bed."Love you dad" I answered.'Byeee" we both said at the same time." Don't forget to call if you need me" he called out before shutting my door"Sure thing dad" I answered.I got out of bed and prepared for school, I was feeling quite alright today so I wore a tight blue jean and a yellow wrap top I got from target. It was actually v