Cc's POV
It's been a week since we found out about Andy and we have become really close. he was one of my best friends at this point, but I would never see him as a brother.
No I'm not being spiciest or anything... it's just, I've grown to like him.
I mean, LIKE him like him.
His blue eyes captivate me, and his lips, always pulled into a rebellious smirk, stole my breath and words like a vacuum.
He was all I've ever wanted.
He was what I had dreamed my mate would be like, funny, caring and down right sexy.
He reminds me so much of Alex...
Alex was my original mate. I'd known him since birth but didn't realise he was made for me until a few years ago.
Id always had a crush on him, but I know he just saw me as a brother, and the only way to tell if someone is your mate (for comets) is to kiss them...
At least that's what I thought.
When he moved away I felt empty, but that's to be expected when your best friend leaves you in the dust, no, what let me know is when he first had sex.
The pain was unbearable. hot fiery whips lashed across the inside of my skin, leaving blisters in their wake.
I remember lying there for hours, staring at my poster covers ceiling, silently screaming as my body was burnt to ashes.
If Jinxx hadn't of found me... well, I don't even what to think about the startling fate that would have been mine.
Thankfully, over time I learnt to block it out, now feeling only a unpleasant warmth on my skin. it will be like this until the bond is either reconnected, or broken, and the only way to break it is for me to find a new mate.
You see, comets are strange creatures, even for the standards of the supernatural. It's not hereditary, like most other species, and instead is triggered by a set of circumstances witch I won't go into, but needless to say we're very rare... and very, very powerful. Comets get there name from our powers mainly. I guess 'matter' was taken. We hold the ability to manipulate all matter to some extent, but our real power came from the manipulation and more importantly the creation of anti matter. We can bend and distort reality, destroy the very atoms that make up your being, with enough of us, we could whips out the entire universe in a matter of seconds... or we could create a new one.
Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on who you ask) comets tend to never reach the full potential of there power for a multitude of reasons. The first one being the fact that when born out bodies are usually too weak to hold the cosmic power within us. Most die before they are even born, often killing the mothers along with them. The second problem is it's unlikely we will ever meet an older comet who will teach us, because the chances of a comet producing a comet is even less likely than two humans producing one. This is for a few reasons; first, it's not a dominant trait, and since comets almost never mate with another from our species it is almost always repressed. And secondly, it doesn't just depend on genes, it's much harder for a comet to meet the criteria to produce another comet.
That being said; my parents (warlocks) knew enough about us that they were able to teach me, I'm one of the most dangerous creatures alive, but yet without my mate I am reduced to a shadow of my former formidable self.
As I lay here now, staring at the same ceiling, I couldn't help but let the memories run through my mind. the could have beens, the what ifs.
Sitting here was doing me no good. these thoughts, while entertaining to my bored brain, certainly were not healthy or productive.
Sighing I reach for my phone that had skidded to the other side of the floor when I collapsed onto it.
Checking my messages I see one from Andy, three from Ashley, two from Jake and eight from Jinxx.
I smiled at that.
Jinxx always was a worrier, he was kind of like the momma bear, making shore we were all taken care of.
Scrolling through, seeing that each of them was inviting me to someplace different, I decided to send a group text, asking them to meet me at the park.
I got the replies in 10 second flat.
We set the time for an hour by the swings, so I pulled my self up to get ready.
Of corse I needed to get there early, there are only two swings!!! I am determined to get one!!
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Weathering The Storm
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