Puppy love

chapter 7, Katherine Welts

Katherine Welts

　

He slams the door and locks it, so that im not able to unlock it anymore. I don’t know how so don’t ask.

" you are forbidden to see him ever again." David tells me, anger demonstrated in his tone.

‘ how dare he tell us what to do.’ Says my wolf. ‘we are the future luna and I demand respect. He cant tell us to not be with our mate. I hate him.’ She continues.

You cant hate him hes our brother.

‘I can and I will. Even if he is human.’

That’s not fair. He doesn’t even know about werewolves, right? So you cant blame him for not knowing we’re mates.

‘ oh, on the contrary my dear Katherine.’

Huh? What do you mean by that?

‘ you shall see tonight. There will be a great revelation. Be prepared.’ My wolf says. Im snapped out of my thoughts by my brother snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, KATHERINE?!?!?!?!?!?!?" he shouts.

" no! I don’t! I don’t understand why you hate him so much! Im in LOVE with this boy and I despise how you cant even be happy for me!" I shout as we enter my driveway. Once he parks the car and unlocks the door I hop out, slam the door as hard as possible then run inside up to my room. As soon as im in the comfort of my blue and purple walls I fall against the wooden door and let the tears fall.

Why cant he be happy for me?

Why does he have to hate my mate?

Why is my life like this? How on earth did I get mixed in with the werewolf world?

These questions swarm in my mind. Not silencing. Like im going insane. Stop. Just stop. Someone make them stop. Help me. Someone help. Im losing my mind. This is all to much. I cant handle it. I need these voices to stop. But they keep going:

I don’t want this life.

Why did I have to meet Damon?

Why is my life so messed up?

I didn’t want this.

I wanted to be a normal girl.

I still want to be a normal girl.

Does god hate me?

I don’t know why he would. Ive been a good girl… right?

These voices don’t cease. Some make me feel bad about myself. Making me feel weak, pathetic even. Some teasing me, haunting me. Telling me I’ll never be a good luna, or I’ll never be a good enough girlfriend. Its now that I realised that I have snapped. Broken under the pressure. The pressure of my brother, the pressure of being luna, the pressure of my father. I have snapped. I am broken. The tears spill even more and I cant find the courage to wipe them away. My wolf isn’t even speaking. Not daring to say anything, scared she might say something wrong. Scared that if she says the wrong thing I’ll do something stupid and irrational that I might regret later.