“Yeah, yeah whatever you’re starting to act like all emo and dramatic like those sparkly faggs”, I say while rolling my eyes. Who does he think he is, oh right the guy who rescued the most important person in probably my whole life of existence.
“Well, we’re not f**king sparkly and for your information I’m straighter than a straw!”, he snaps back crosssing his arms.
“What do you mean WE? Yeah a squiggly straw.”, I cough the last sentence.
Caden paces around the room holding his hands behind his back and his head hung low, in a thoughtful mode.
I sit down and wait resting my head against the wall. My eyes going into thoughtful mode going golden brown hiding the bits of my reddish flecks. Damn it do we really have to be in this freaking room full of dead people? It stinks, disgusting. I’m surprised there’s no staff in here, I mean this is hospital property….retards.
Ew there’s this dude just on top of one of the flat boards which is suppose to resemble a bed, his stomach guts out publicly, the stomach skin cut out with dissecting utensils at the side, to top it all off the scissors were still inside of him, wow you’d think that in this fancy mansion the people would at least bother to take ‘em out! Not like it matters, their already dead anyway.
I stare at the floor, wow these are some interesting tiles well if you bother to not look at the blood splatter…. can they pick a better wall paint? Gray isn’t really a flattering color. The ceiling tiles are all unglued and looking like they could fall any time, this is a sh*tty ass room compared to the rest of the mansion.
“You see these sharp teeth right here?”, he asked me looking at me seriously pointing at his canine teeth, gosh Caden is more serious than Marilyn Manson.
“Well duh, no sh*t I’m not blind.”
What up with all these rhetorical questions, of course goddamn it I can see them, I might have bad vision but hello that’s what these glasses are for aren’t they?!! Wait, now that I think of it….Neo has them to…. I feel my canine teeth with my tongue and find them they are pointy and bigger.
“Wait, Neo has them too, what the nuggets?”, my eyes going in to confused mode turning into a light brown with darkish red flecks and a light brown iris.
“Now you see those two dots right there, on his neck?”, he asked putting his hand behind his neck and looking down.
“Um…yeah. Oh cool! Me and Neo have the same birthmarks! Sweet…! Oh and you too!”, Dude this is so cool this is a special sign! It must mean that were obviously like blood sisters or brothers, no wonder we got each other so well!
“Well, *cough* those aren’t birthmarks you see…”, he said his eyes searching around the room.
“Okay Mr. Biology and what not what the hell are they?”, Oooh maybe were like vampires or something, I hope I don’t sparkle…that’d be weird.
“You know how much you like you‘re steak right? Very rare, basically not even cooked.”
What the hell? How does he know that? I hope he doesn’t find out that all the raw beef and bacon that were supposedly “missing” were actually under my bed in my mini cooler that I bought with one of my paychecks. Yes I like to eat it raw, maybe it’s just me but to me it tastes like it has more flavor. The blood tastes like a delightful mix of metal and lust.
“I’m a werewolf. You’re a werewolf.”, he said while giving me the most serious and dull look.
“How come you’re tan and I’m not? How come me and Neo aren‘t tan and have six packs like Jacob? OMG DO I HAVE SUPER-POWERS? Do I really have to kill humans? Is this why I have red flecks and Neo too? Why don’t you have red flecks? Do my eyes change ‘cause I’m a werewolf? Are the rest of my cousins werewolves and that’s why their eye colors change? You’re-”,
“SLOW YOUR F**KING HORSES!”, He yells his fingers intertwining in his hair tugging at it.
“Okay” I mumble slightly hurt, but not showing it, except my eye color changes to a dark golden brown my dark red flecks covering the darkish brown ring around my pupil.
He looks into my eyes and I glance away to the side and then down and back in to his eyes his lips going in to a slight frown.
“Oh sh*t I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just….you we’re asking questions at 120 miles per hour! Oh Jesus, I’m real sorry about that.”
I steal a look at Neo In the morgue bed thing and he’s grinning and I was about to give him a “Wtf glare”, but I feel hard arms wrapped around my arms sides and a head on my shoulder. I smirk an almost smile and can feel the tingly and burning sensation of my cheeks going red . Wow this feels…good. I should let people hug me more often!
I’ve never felt this cared for. Not even by my own parents. I hug him back my lower arms near his ribs. Man, I could stay like this forever. I wanted to sigh happily but no way am I giving him the satisfaction.
I finally cough pulling away. Don’t get too close to someone Zema. He’s good looking. He’s not trust worthy.
“I think it’s amazing someone didn’t go all nuts about figuring someone was a werewolf. Mostly they go all dramatic and leave or something or they’ll be like ‘yeah right, somebody didn’t take their meds….’”
“I know it’s just that in like movies and or stories some dumb ass makes it all stupid and dramatic when the dude tells the chick that he’s a werewolf, I was laughing and I told myself if it were ever to once happen to me I wouldn’t react that way”, It’s true I remember reading some werewolves book about romance or something and the girl gets all dramatic and runs away. Like c’mon people!
“Well, you sure made it a hell of a whole lot easier for me.”
“Yeah I’m so great!”, I say with fake enthusiasm.
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Me the tomboy, crushing on the sweet cute guy?
RomanceThis story is about a tomboy who's a girly-girl at heart, but doesn't tend to show it,and her first experiance of a crush who knows on what will later become. This story includes humor on a chase of love and trying to find her inner self.
