Mornings And Stories

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"If only we can choose who we'll fall inlove with. Life would be easier but much less magical."

"SWEETHEART."

Punyeta. I don't usually use Filipino pero punyeta lang talaga ang masasabi ko.

"Sweetheart, where are you? Doesn't ano... uhm Don't try to ano nga yon? Ah! Don't... Doesn't trying hiding. Come out." Malambing na pagkakasabi niya sa mali maling pag-iingles niya.

Narinig kong ibinalibag niya 'yung coffee table tapos frustrated na frustrated siyang nagsalita, "Punyeta Hope! Where are you?! Nauubusan na ako ng Ingles sa'yo!"

Kung pwede lang na hindi na huminga wag lang niya akong makita ginawa ko na.

"Hope, sweetheart. Does... do she ano... do you... tangna mali ata. Do you uhm... want to repeating... ano what we--I do... did?" Ang sakit talaga sa tenga. "Lintik kasing Ingleserang bata 'yon! Hoy Hope, alam kong nandito ka at kung ayaw mong maulit kung ano yung nangyari dati lumabas ka na dyan."

AITHER
0730 Hours

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

I almost dropped the cup of coffee I was holding when Spes screamed on top of her lungs. I sighed and placed the cup in a coffee table. Her eyes were frantically darting around the room. I cautiously took her hand in mine but she pulled it back and stared at me as if I was a horrible monster.

"N-No... P-Please, no... Stop... Please..." The next thing I knew she broke the silence of the morning with her heartbreaking sobs. It was the cries that makes you want her to stop because it stirs the saddest and most terrifying experiences in your life.

I want her to stop. It's breaking me to see her like this. This broken.

I hesitantly made a move to touch her again but before my skin made contact with hers, she curled up further in the corner of my bed.

"N-No, please stop... P-Please..." I think that she's still stuck in her dream. Spes got this thick british accent whenever she pleads (which kinda breaks me.)

Goodness gracious. I tried to contact our pack doctor for this. A few seconds later, Tita Ree barged in my door almost wrecking it.

"What happened?! Nakabuntis ka? Manganganak na ba?!" Then she glanced at Spes who's still sobbing, "Cheesecakes! Don't tell me you tried to rape this girl! Mapapatay ka ni Nyx, bata ka." She grumbled.

"Tita, please. Just do whatever you must. Please." I raked my hand on my hair. It's kind'a frustrating that this pack's doctor is psychotic like my mom.

"I can hear your thoughts, dimwit." Then she sat beside Spes and touched her shoulders in a friendly-but-not-too-awkward-gesture.

"Hey dear," Spes stopped sobbing and stared at her, "It's okay. It's gonna be okay."

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SPES
Nightshade Mansion
0845 Hours

"SPES BEAUREGARD, RIGHT?"

I nodded as an answer for Mrs. Stadtfeldt question. We are currently having breakfast with most of their pack members. I must admit that I still miss my own pack. Most of their members live in the mansion.

"Sounds familiar," Mr. Stadtfeldt mused.

Mrs. Stadtfeldt snapped, "Si Alpha Beauregard! 'Yung Alpha ng Nightlock na tumulong sa atin nu'ng nag declare tayo ng war kay Hemera." She looked at me, "Wow, you really look like your parents."

"Thank you, Mrs. Stadtfeldt." I smiled.

"Oh please," She waved her hand dismissively, "Call me Tita Nyx."

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