A Wolves Cry

ch.1 Have I Been Doing It Wrong?

   From the stain glass window are colors allover the wooden floor. The greens, blues, reds, and yellows slowly move up the stair case. All seems to be empty and well. But not for long. "Shy wait", "What Mick, what am I waiting for?" She turns and skips down the grand staircase. The tall Viking looking god, grabbed her arm. "Please just let me explain." "Yes, Mick please how about you explain to me what the hell, is going on here?" she blows her long dark red hair out of her bright gray eyes. After pulling her arm free. She raises a perfectly cut eye brow. "Look Shadow I didn't do anything. I promise." He said, as the reason for the argument. Slowly came down the stairs. "Shadow it's not what it looks like."

   "Oh okay then Hayley, how about you tell me what it looks like? So you warn't just having sex with my boyfriend? Cuz if that's not what's going on here then damn, have I been doing it wrong?" Shadow states turns and walks down the stairs. "And some how you still call yourself my friends." and out the front door she walked.

   Shadow turns and looks at the old white house admiring the stan glass windows, red shutters, and white colloms. She's has been admiring for about a year. 'A year' she thought to herself, 'we have been together for less then a year and this it how it ends?! With him sticking himself in her?!?'

   By the time Mick hits the front porch, she's already started to walk away. He knows calling her from a distance won't do any good. He catches up to her with speed. He lifts her head with his cold hands. "There's no excuse, and if there is, I'm not sure if I want to hear it?" A slow cold sadness creeps into her stone cold eyes. Then she turns and walks away.

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I know you guys just want get on and read the next chapter but I can't let you do that without saying marry Christmas and happy New year. Oh and can't forget Hanukkah. Have happy holidays guys.