"Cody!" Jimmy called from down the hall, waving both his hands and I looked up at him smiling faintly. He ran over to me. His hand waddled beside me as he moved forward. I could see the excitement on his face. I just could not"Are you okay? I've been calling you for a while now, I called your phone several times as well but you weren't picking up, are you sure you are alright?" He asked and I immediately became infuriated as well as frustrated and irritated. I banged my locker door shut. I was trying so hard to put on a facade. Him asking me questions was starting to really make me question if I was really okay, or not."Can please quit the questions?! Can't you see that I'm trying to make sense of everything you are saying? Yet you keep asking me these questions" I couldn't even control the tears that began to fall afterwards. I was so tired. I was mentally exhausted and emotionally unstable. I didn’t mean to blow up on my best friend but I just found nothing control it. "Can every
Everything about this house was really exquisite, the paintings, pictures, I even saw a picture of Adam..wait? Did he live here too? The cool colours on the wall, chandelier, the view from a very big glass window overlooking a lake at the back of the house. It was beautiful.She opened the door, revealingly a large well ventilated room, painted dark purple and white. And on a very large bed layed Remy, she got up and smiled at me faintly and I smiled back."Thank you Ella" I turned to her, smiling."You are welcome my dear, I'll leave you two now. Let me know if you need anything""Sure Ella" Remy answered."How are you feeling now?" She looked pale kind of and her body felt hot, I could feel heat emanating from where I sat."I'm in heat Cody" she answered."Heat? You mean the lycan mate thing?" I asked. No wonder she sounded like that."Yeah, it's been long I mated with Martin, he's my mate. We haven't been able to do anything like that so. It started this morning, that's why I wasn'
Flowers were known to gleam, glow, overshadow the bits and empty pieces of spaces, pieces of blank, void, nothing. Flowers were meant to be pretty, look pretty, and not hurt when you pucker out your lips to bask with it with a pretty kiss. But then the flower blooms out and you pick out it’s thorn to tear I or you, and you are left wondering, fanning, and babying your your lips. I was a flower, in the midst of all the thorns. The more I wanted to kiss, the more I was hurting. I only noticed a slight difference was starting to bloom in me when I stared at the mirrors and my hips was standing out wider than the usual, with the bit of space I have Alaye wanted in between. It was surreal, the feeling of being compelled by what I had always envied. I shatter to get suspicious when my cheek bone had affirmed to come out and the little fat chin I had was nowhere to be found. I panicked, a bit. I wondered yet again, like this kitten flower that I was, what was happening to me? The thing is,
I was still standing in front of the mirror. If only it was human, it would have sent me on my hills. I was preparing to go to school but I could not even deal anymore. So many things was going on with me that I was trying to process. I needed to take a deep breath. I, Cody the human had been on something I had regarded to be heat. Only it had not been heat, because I had seen myself the next day and changes that was so vivid. At least to me. The cup of my bra was now hitting to my back, making it tighter. So many things was happening.And at the same time, I just realized someone that I had spent all my life thinking and fussing over, was no longer in my heart like he always is. I closed my eyes. A act I was always doing. My heart was beating fast like it could not perceive it next breath. I was no longer in live with Jimmy. Fact known, knowledge taken. I was cool to go. Good to deal with. But why then was a certain part in my heart feeling like the reason why this happened was beca
The phone dangled in my hands as I dropped, picked it. Circular, diagonal, in a repetitive movement. The edge of the phone hit my hand, hurt it but I did not care. It didn’t hurt as my heart was hurting already. The way it skipped a beat, stopped, and skipped anther made me realize that I was indeed nervous for what I was about to do. I had used these same hands to text Adam to meet me in my room. If he was going to come, I had no idea. I just knew I had to set a straight line ahead of him, to stop him from following ne to the human world. It had only been ten minutes, and I was already second guessing my whole action before I had even started. I had no idea wanting to say something that was going to hurt someone I claimed I had no affection whatsoever was going to hurt this bad. I closed my eyes, my heart increased it tempo. After everything I was going to say to Adam, there was not going to be Lycan friends again. There was not going to be running into Remys hands to ask for favors
Fifty shades of grey was an example. Christian Grey’s love for Anna and the way it has developed to be something really strong. I wanted that. I wanted someone to look at me and not to be attracted to me because of a mate bond, but to be attracted to me because out of many other pearls in the bead, they wanted mine. I wanted someone to meet me in a library, and stare at me throughout the day, I wanted someone who was going to make me blush, ask me on a date, want to care about my favourite colours and my favorite books just because they cared that much about me. I did not just want to meet someone on a random day. The person I had no idea even existed before then coming into my life to tell me I was theirs to claim. Without even catering for my concept. I did not want that. Which was why I had been prepared all along. All through the way. I had made my plans. It was going to be only me, just me. Moving out the pack. Within any glimpse of werewolf in sight. Moving into somewhere I w
Heartbreak usually comes in different ways. Sometimes, it’s you holding your heart out as it is gushing out with hot tears that is as thick as blood. Sometimes, it is you hurting inside without having enough words to speak outside. All just because everything hurts inside. It was not merry. It was nothing too far, too close. But I just wanted to get away. I was not heartbroken. At least not yet, but I could not say the same for the man I was staring at. The same man I had been staring at for two minutes, which had felt like the first two hours of my first life. The bell was ringing hard and loud. The twinkle of my last words flying around me and Adam. And I was waiting, waiting for him to say something. But I knew I had to continue. I did not understand why I was stalling since this was what I wanted at the end of the day. But why did I feel like my heart was being shattered over and over again over something I had no control over. Adam had been staring at me like I was a statue. In
Although I was very sure dad was fast asleep and he never wakes up except if it is in the mornings. I was bragging hard already and I took my hard eyes to clash with Adam’s. He looked hurt. He was no longer staring hard at me. I knew he was hurt because of the way his face broke out. His forehead was wrinkled and he kept staring at me like he could not believe what I had just said. I wanted to nod at me that even I could not, but I didn’t. I just stared at him as he looked at me like someone he had never seen. Adam stood up, what I hated because he was already towering over me and he wasn’t even next to me yet.“Did you really just say that I could wake up one day and hurt you?” Adam was still standing far away from me but he was no longer being intentional with the way he was speaking to me. I knew that I was going to a place of no return. Whatever I was going to say this night, whatever was going to come out of my mouth at this very moment, I will not be able to reverse and help it.