Change From a Bite

Taking a Breath of Difference

Dante's P.O.V.

The day after Katy arrived back home, I had no choice but to go to work.  Personally I wanted to stay home and take care of Katy, but she insisted that I should go to work and told me about her being unemployed.  To live and survive in this apartment, she was right.  We need the money more.  And Katy drive in my brain today that she'll be fine and she can take care herself . . . 

"I'll be fine.  I promise," she said when I was ready to leave.

"You sure?"  I raised an eyebrow in concern.  "I can take one more sick day if you need me?"

Katy smiled, but I can still see the sorrow behind it.  "Yeah.  I'll probably watch Once Upon A Time or Game of Thrones or any of my movies until you get back."

I looked at her in concern and worry after she mention Once Upon A Time and the Game of Thrones.  "You know those shows has those creatures in them, Katy."

"I'll be fine.  It's not like I'll watch wolves for the whole hour, Dante," Katy said, looking at me annoyed.

I sighed.  "Alright.  But if anything happens . . . " 

"I'll call Mom or you if I need anything or if something happens," Katy finished as she pushed me closer the door.  "Now go or you'll be late for work."

I was about out of the door and having her close to close it when I pushed it back lightly then poke my head out to look at her.  "No kiss?"  I teased, hoping to see that loving smile of hers.

Katy smiled softly then kissed me.  "Be careful, Dante.  I love you."

I smiled back.  "Love you too, gorgeous."

Heading to work, I still feel uneasy to leave her alone there.  But I guess I have to try to get used on her being able to take care of herself.  I can't protect her every time when she's in toruble . . . Right?

I sighed and continue heading to work.  Trying to keep my mind clear from my worries.

Katy's P.O.V.

I didn't want to be alone when Dante left for work, but I knew that we need the money and at the same time, I want some time to myself.  Giving me a chance to breath without people being close to me and worrying about me every second.

After Dante left our apartment, I headed to my office where I found my desk that my parents made for me years ago out of wood, homemade also.  My father probably brought it here while I was at the hospital.  I found Dante putting all my books and notepads of incomplete stories on the shelves, but sadly, he didn't put the books in the right order.

I had to spend probably an hour putting them back in their correct orders of their series and what they are about, but sadly, most of my books were about wolves and Dante packed them away so I wont freak out when I stared at them.

I sighed and stared at my half empty shelves.  "Might as well get starting on growing up, suck up and move on now," I mumble to myself then took in another breath.  "But a little courage on getting starting, first."

I headed across the room to my stereo and pull out my CD box, looking through on a CD that I want to listen.  Picking the Black Veil Brides Self titled album and putting it in the CD player, I played The Shattered God.

I stood in front of the stereo half way through the music, trying to keep it down for the neighbors then took in a breath and headed into mine and Dante's room to get the bag and boxes that Dante packed all the wolf stuff.  After getting in the closet, I found the boxes and pulled them out.  Sitting on my heels, I opened it.  Inside one was the pictures of wolves that I drew and collected photos of the wolves.  I sighed as I frowned.  "I'll put those away more later," I mumbled and pushed the box away.