Part One: How It All Began
The vibrating of my phone woke me up. I groaned and whimpered. I reached out for the phone on the other pillow and opened my eyes. "Fuck!" The light blinded my eyes. I blinked and rubbed my eyes sitting up. The phone stopped ringing but began ten seconds later. I answered it since my eyes had already gotten used to it. "Do you realize it's 5 am?" I asked huskily.
"Do you realize it's 11:43!" She yelled. I grumbled under my breath. "Arabel, you need to take this thing seriously before you get fired. Everyone is getting pissed off because of your new attitude. Are you pregnant or something?" My manager screamed upsettingly. I moved the phone away from my ear and fell back on mine.
"I'll be there in an hour," I murmured.
"Ara, what is your… okay, an hour," she sighed. I threw the phone away and went back to sleep, but the phone rang again. Ah, she knew me too well. Grumbling under my breath, I threw the light blanket away and sat up. I stood up and slipped my feet into my flip-flops. I walked to my bathroom, no, I plodded there, and without wasting much time, I was done.
The one hour is for more rest.
My phone rang again. I ran to it because the special ringtone made it clear who it was. "Amacake," I said excitedly. She chuckled.
"Arapie, good morning,"
"I've missed you,"
"We talked last night," she said with a chuckle.
"Four years ago," I said poutingly. She laughed.
"God, I've missed seeing you in person,"
"If we can get together without your clingy husbands, then count me in," I said happily. They always stuck to their husbands which were super annoying. Especially Ama, herself, and Blake were inseparable. They were each other's second skin and Blake was her handbag as she was Blake's breath. My other sister, Iso, didn't always stick to her husband but she couldn't resist him when he stuck to her. He always followed her about… almost always. It was sad being the only single one among the older girls in my family.
"I guess so. let's see what Iso will think about it," she'd be all game. We'll just have to figure out how to help her ditch her husband, Lake. Yes, their names are similar. My sisters married their high school sweethearts who were also best friends. They literally became friends because of their names.
"How's your man by the way?"
"Very fine, babies are too but is always hungry,"
"More hungry than Blake?" I asked smirkingly.
"More hung… oh! You are crazy!" She laughed as my words slowly registered to her. "I called to check on you and babies say hi," she said happily. She had twins, one year and four months old. "Isn't that right, babies?" She asked babyishly. All I heard was baby language. "Raven took his first running step today and River called me mama," she said tearily.
"They grow up so fast," I cooed.
Don't they?!" She squealed and laughed.
"Mama," I heard a tiny voice. Ama screamed excitedly. I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Ara, did you hear that? Raven just called me mama too!"
"Stop overreacting!" Blake shouted from the other end.
"Jealous much!" She shouted. "Say mama again," she sang and I think she was clapping her hands, "call me mama," One of them called it and she went mad again. I chuckled and hung up.
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The Cold She-wolf
WerewolfArabel Lee was tired of her boring life, even as a beloved celebrity. She wished for more, wished to return to the time when she wasn't the only one among her sisters who didn't have a love life. She felt like there was more to her existence but the...