I ran downstairs to my mother who sat where I left her an hour ago, which made me stop dead in my tracks. I shook my head in disappointment and said to her
"Mother your behavior sucks my bone marrow dry right now"
she was scared of me and quickly stood up and started apologizing while intertwining her fingers together saying "am sorry Moana, I mean Mona I didn't mean to do it"
I glared at her, my face was stone cold and questioned her "sorry for what exactly?" My teeth grinding together with anger bursting through me than a wave of emotions hit me like a ton of bricks all at once not knowing where it came from. My heart began to ache, it felt like its walls where crushing my veins. I couldn't breathe, my sight seems to disappear into darkness. I hit the cold rock hard tiled floor, my mind went on auto drive which made me curl up into a ball hugging my legs.
"Mother please, please help me" in a raspy voice and for the first time- I cried.
She ran and enveloped me in her arms, I felt my emotions pull me in every direction like an inner battle was at its peak in my body, my head spinning but I could hear faint voices saying "I need to heal you..."
I cried till I couldn't wipe all my tears away and I let my running nose take its course, I cried until my eyes felt empty "mother please just hold me and listen, don't let me go till I tell you too".
After a couple minutes the voices in my head were now silent, I felt like my normal self again but I was still wary about what those voices meant. Was I broken? Is it the reason my wolf is so quite? are these voices from my wolf?
I breathed in and exhaled out, I had to tell her but couldn't bring myself to embrace her back.
"Mother I have a date tonight" rocking myself back and forth as I told her hugging my legs for dear life. I smiled and looked at her brown eyes as they assured me to relax in her embrace.
"It's a guy I meet at school. We trained together, well the coach thought I was too strong to wrestle with girls, but I just think they all scared of me. I feel sad mother. Seeing how other kids from school are happy around their parents makes me wonder about myself, you and Tom are not like them".
Wiping the new set of tears forming in my eyes. "If love makes people strong than you and Tom are the weakest people I know. If hate brings out the strength in a person than we are the strongest family in this pack. Hating is all I know best, you and Tom taught me that well. I don't know what I feel for Charles but it's not hate". I searched her eyes for reassurance but all I got was a scared, longing feeling in my heart. I needed my mother now more than ever.
"The voices in my head Mother they becoming more frequent. I overheard Tom and Grandfather Talk about my birthday next month, maybe that's the reason I am overwhelmed.... Any way about Charles"
I smiled and looked into her brown eyes, they had no expression just sadness which didn't faze me. "I couldn't help myself Mother, I wanted to hurt him and I needed to get inside his mind so bad that last week I broke into his house while they were all sleeping the other day and I killed his dog because it didn't stop barking at me".
At this point my Mother couldn't look at me because she feared me. I continued telling her my story
"I went to his parents room first, they had pictures of their children on their walls, it turns out Charles is the eldest of his three brothers mm hem and his parents slept together on one bed which I failed to grasp, since you sleep on the floor and Tom sleeps alone on that gigantic bed. Anyway, the rest of the family bored me, but I found a snake in one of their rooms, I named it Christine because it was so weak it couldn't move, it was staving itself so I took it out and hoped it feeds on one of his brothers.
Finally I made my way to his room, it had a musky cocoa butter smell which made me laugh but anyway as I got close to him, he slept peacefully and I couldn't stop staring at him. He had a small scare under his clean shaved chin, his lips where slightly pink and I wondered how they taste. His blonde hair all ruffled up, I could have invaded his mind right there and then but I didn't. I brushed my fingers against his arms making my way up to his face again, it was so soft Mother you have no idea how it felt to me. I found a book under his pillow and I took it. The last entry was about me mother, he said he liked me and how my eyes are unmatched, he even likes that am awkward around him and his friends. You never taught me how to love but I think Charles will teach me"
I felt a surge of grief run through me and I hugged my Mother like it will be for the last time. She hesitated at first as her body stiffen up by my sudden hug, she finally relaxed and kissed my forehead. She brushed my back and said
"What is love Mona if you use powers to have it? What is love, when you kill for it? This is not how you show love my beautiful baby, you need to leave the poor boy alone".
I pushed her to the ground and stood up and felt my power peak as I towered over her and said "Don't worry mother! Charles will love me"....
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its short i know am trying to get Psycho Mona to come out and play. please vote and comment. 💋😍😍
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You Will Love Me
Werewolf[ on hold]{editing} From Jasmine Moana Wright to Mona Newton with two distinct unmatched eyes. The Wright family were werewolves, but Jasmine was different. Was she destined to be a wolf or something worse? " What is love Mona if you use your powers...