"What?"
"Look, jade I really like you and all. But I'm new to this whole werewolf thing. Heck I don't even know how to shift yet! And I don't think that i want fate. Destiny or whatever you guys call it, to decide who I can and can't fall in love with.
If I fall in love with someone it has to be by my choosing. No one else's."
He got up and walked towards the door, before he left though I thought I heard a 'sorry'.
Did he just reject us?
I-I don't know, I hope not.
Maybe he's just a little overwhelmed, he'll be back so we shouldn't worry.
I walked back to the kitchen and fixed myself a huge tub of cookie dough ice cream with lots of chocolate chips in it and went up to my room.
Ice cream heals all.
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I had already eaten 2 tubs of ice cream when I heard a knock on my door.
"Jade?" Isaac's voice sounded from the other side of the door,
"Jade's gone to gloom ville please leave a message after the beep...
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"There's no beep is there?*sigh* jade you can't stay in your room forever, pretty soon your gonna run out of ice cream and you'll have to come out. So can I please come in?"
I looked down in my second tub of ice cream to see only one spoonful left, *sigh* "can you bring some ice cream on the way?"
"Sure thing." I threw the empty tubs in a corner and fell back onto the bed, staring at the wall.
I don't know if I'm up for that type of trust and loyalty yet.
His voice replayed over and over and over again in my head, it was like a record stuck on repeat.
"the ice-cream truck has arrived." Isaac said from the other side of the door again, "come in I'm decent........... enough" I looked down at my baggy shirt, no bra and shorts, eh...... nothing he hasn't seen already.
"do you wanna tell me what happened?" he sat on the edge of the bed and gave me the tub of cookies and cream ice-cream, keeping the vanilla one.
"i think i got rejected."
"are you sure?" he asked looking at me with the ice-cream on the bed,
"yea, i think so. i explained to him what mates were and what they meant to werewolves-" he interrupted me, "and how did he take that information?"
"i really don't know... calmly i guess. but then he said something, i-it really hurt me." i began to play with the ice-cream, suddenly losing interest in it. all the while Isaac looked at me, waiting patiently. i took a deep breath before saying the final piece in one go.
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my other side (Discontinued/might Rewrite)
Werewolfpeter Johnson is an 16yr old boy trying to get ahead in life. his mother died, his father lost his job, and they are struggling to keep their heads above the water and to provide for his 5yr old sister Katie. Peter's mom died from an 'unknown' poiso...