(Media picture of Violet)
Original Published Date: 27 June 2016
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Estelle
I've noticed that people keep saying, life is a game. But life... its not a game. More like a life or death obstacle course. I almost died, I did die. But I came back. Why?
I ask myself these horrid one worded question, and I keep asking questions I don't want the answer to, but again... I ask.
I don't want to second guest my life, but I don't understand how after all my deaths im still alive. I like living, but I don't like dying.
Something is planned for me. Because if the Goddess didn't have a plan for me, why am I still here? Like my life is nothing but series of heartbreak so what could possibly be haunting me this way. Im still living, breathing, and I don't want to.
I feel like im in this endless loop until something else happens, but what will change? How would this change affect me?
"Are you ok?" James asks. I jump out of my thoughts.
"Im fine, James, just leave me alone."
"That, I can't do."
"What can't you do James?" I ask starting to take a little interest into things.
"We're mates, Estelle, and you constantly push me away from you. Why?" He asks.
"I don't know it just seems a lot easier. I don't like my life as a werewolf. I love how it feels to be faster stronger, but I hate how it feels when I'm hurt, when I lose the feeling of trust." I start to cry.
"I don't understand, Essy."
"I don't either." I began crying. Then I start laughing when I see the confused look on his face.
"Let's get you home."
"I thought we were home." I say curiously.
"We're still in the hospital." James corrects me.
"It was a joke and you didn't get it."
"Then explain."
"Home is where I am with you." He kissed my forehead.
"I love you too."
Victor
I left the hospital about half an hour ago. Kyle said he had something he wanted to show me, but I'm skeptical about where and why. Those are the scariest questions you could ask Kyle. You're gonna fear the answers or be angry with it. That's why its better not to ask. Knowing me, I'm gonna ask anyway.
"Where are we going Kyle?" I ask, a little reluctant.
"Where? Are you sure you wanna know?"
"No... but you're gonna tell me anyway." I say.
"Ok. We're going to a women's shelter." He says blankly.
"Why the hell are we, guys, going to a woman's shelter?" I just realized I asked why, and I kind of scared for the answered.
"Because there's someone there I want you to meet. Not everything I do is disgusting or sexual, I can be a good guy." He says giving himself a half smile.
"You are aware the murderous serial killer Chucky, was supposed to be a good guy considering he was a good guy doll." I tell him upfront.
"Do I look like a possessed doll to you?"
"Yes. You look like a life size possessed Ken doll."
"Get the fuck out my car."
"Gladly."
When I got out Kyle was already at the door, knocking to get in. I still had no clue why I was here, yes I am supposed to meet somebody but I still don't understand why.
"Hello Kyle, come on in." The lady said.
"I have a friend with me today, is that alright?"
"Its ok. Any friend of yours is a friend of ours." She looked at me. "Come on in."
I walked through the doors and she closed the door behind me. I looked at the place and there was girls crying and some sleeping, draped in sweat. Others stared and shook, around their eyes dark and in their eyes fear. I always knew their was women shelters, but I never really bothered to know their full potential or purpose. I can't help but notice a few with bruises on their faces and arms.
"I take it its your first time being in a place like this?" A girl asked. "I'm Rebekah." She smiles.
"I'm Victor." I say. "So how do you know Kyle?"
"Kyle? His sister Klarissa stays here, she barely knows him, so she doesn't trust him but she's getting there."
"How long has she known him?" I ask.
"Six, seven months. Either way she's warming up to him."
"Who's Klarissa to you?"
"Believe it or not, but..." She looks around and stand on her tip toes to whisper something in my ear. "She's my girlfriend."
"And what are you to the clinic... patient or nurse?"
"Nurse."
"How'd she end up here?"
"Her step-dad. When her mom left, she said she'd come back but didn't. Her step-dad used Klarissa..." She got on her tip toes again. "She said she turned into werewolf and almost killed him. This is practically her safe haven."
"Oh..." I say, not really knowing what to say.
"Well, I have to go."
"Ok."
I started walking catch up with Kyle and meet his sister Klarissa.
Something grabbed my hoodie and yanked me into a closet. She pushed me against a wall and crashed her lips against mine, sparks ignited through me. I tried not to push her into the opposite wall so hard, but I wanted her. All of her, right now.
"Are we really going to do this in a woman's shelter?" She asked.
"That wouldn't be a good idea, would it?' I say a bit disappointed in myself. I looked at her, and noticed a small bruise under her eye, and a cut on her lip. "Who did this to you?" I ask.
"Let's just say, rogue boyfriends don't like to be broken up with." She say looking down.
"You're a rogue?" I ask.
"Yeah... I don't have anywhere to stay so I've been here the past couple of days. Thank God I came here." She kissed me again. "I'm Violet."
"I'm Victor." God I love her smile. I just feel like ripping the heart out of the guy that did this to my mate.
"He's rogue. Obviously you're better than he is. Please don't be that mate that will hunt down my ex and tear him apart limb by limb because of the little things he's done." She pouts.
"But I'm not going to let him get away with it. It'll eat me alive." I stress.
"You don't have to do anything. Just let it be, for me."
"Only for now." I kiss her lips, and I can feel her smile.
James
I stare at my beautiful mate as she's in her deep slumber. God she's beautiful, and confusing now that I think about it.
I don't know what we're going to have for dinner, I do know that I'm not cooking, I'm too lazy. But if I was to order some food should it be Dominos pizza? Wait she doesn't like Dominos, does she?
There was knock on the door. "Who is it?" I ask, but there wasn't a answer, just another knock.
I open the door and there's two people standing there holding a vase. "I'm Beta Sam and that's Delta Zeek."
"Who's your Alpha, and what is in the vase." I ask.
"You're our Alpha, and in here is your uncles ashes."