The Royal werewolf's Mate

Chapter 2: Flashback

Diary 2007 eighth grade

Bugs got up the roof, and walked to where I was sitting comfortably. I didn't look at him, my eyes were fixated to the beautiful purple sky above me. He sat beside me exhaling rather loudly. From the corner of my eyes I could see him steal a glance at me, before looking at the sky.

He made himself comfortable beside me, but I didn't bother to offer to share my blanket with him, which I had cocooned myself with, not because it was cold, but it just made me feel nice and cozy.

"I looked all over the town for you." He said casually.

I felt the urge to roll my eyes at that statement and say 'no, you went to the lake, the playground, the Cheesecake Factory and came back home.'  But that did mean the entire town since those were in three different corners. So I decided to not respond.

I often came here after my 'runs' to clear my mind off things or sometimes to spend some silent time with Bugs. It helps that there's no network range up here, so we'd spend some time gadget free.

"Y'know Bugs, I wonder if these stars ever felt lonely." I said.

He chuckled, and decided to answer, knowing it was a question, even though it seemed more of a statement.

"How could any one of them be lonely when they all had each other's company."

See. This is what I like about this boy. He didn't laugh at me and say...this isn't a fairytale or that it's a stupid question. He thought over it and answered, and I love that about him, even though I disagree with his opinion.

"I have a feeling like just like me a star up there might be lonely, feeling insignificant, lost among the million other stars, wondering if it's worth twinkling when it doesn't matter, nobody would notice its absence with all the others twinkle brightly."

Suddenly a tear rolled down my cheek. And I tried my best not to cry, but I was hurt and tired now. We argued the whole way back from school, this wasn't the first time we've fought over this issue, but this time his words really hurt. A lot. He placed his hand below my chin, and made sure I looked into his eyes.

"Is that really how you feel?" He asked.

He had guilt written all over his face, but that is every time he does something that upsets me, but what surprised me, was the fact that I saw pain in those eyes, that mirrored mine. It almost made me forget his question. Almost.

"Back than I did...It's not easy Bugs. You don't know what it's like. How it feels, when you feel like an outcast in your own family. When you don't feel at home in the house you were born in. And why? I felt like an alien living among my parents, siblings and other relatives just because I wasn't like them. I was a little different."

I wanted to say more, but I decided to stop, knowing telling him more, would make him want to ask more questions, which I couldn't answer even though I wanted to. I couldn't tell him how I was considered an outcast because I was a freak.

I was a werewolf that couldn't mind link with her own pack. I was different in many ways... But I was still their daughter right. Why didn't they stop me when I decided I wasn't going to live with them anymore.