Three.

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Three.

I couldn't erase the thought of what happened last night. It was like my childhood fantasy came true; there really is a beast. Or a werewolf. Or whatever you want to call it. And the worst thing about it was Luke Damon. I did feel a little guilty for not listening to what he had to say but hey, what would you do if a guy you expected to be charming and normal turns out to be a......monster? It's been three days since the night I visited his house. I can't bring myself to talk to him I don't know why but I really am dying to know why, what, how, when, who? It's really frustrating! Ugh, God! 

How long will this keep going?

I can't even believe this is real, and it's happening to me so fast I had no time to let it sink into my mind. And the sight of Colton making out with Aubrey next to my locker nearly every break time is freaking disgusting. Please, I'm nowhere near jealousy and I'm not the stealing-boyfriend type. Ew.

And, how much more awkward can my life get? We were supposed to work in pairs for the new History project due in two weeks' time. Yes, you got it right. For the sake of potatoes, why must my pair be Luke? I can never complain enough about my life. Well, what's given shall be accomplished.

"So..." 

"Uhm, maybe I'll draw and you get the materials. How's it?"

"Uh- yeah that's great. I'm not talented in drawing or anything of its likes." I smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah.. I've heard."

He seemed like he needed to blurt out something but he kept himself from doing so. Somehow I don't know why but I want to apologize. Forgive me, but I can change my mood easily, close to being bipolar. One time I'm so caring, forgiving and nice to hang out with. The next moment I'll be cursing your name for no reason and just block you out. Hmm, thinking about it, I guess that's why Colton didn't want to be with me anymore. Whatever, he's of no good to me too anyway.

"Luke, I'm sorry for- uhm, I- sorry I ignored you lately. I-"

"It's my fault

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"It's my fault. I shouldn't have done that. It's too early. You're not ready to accept me fully yet in my human form and I just went without thinking how you would react and feel about me. I feel like douche, just like you said. But all I really need is someone, and my instinct told me you're a perfect choice."

"No, it's my fault too for not even listening to what you've got to say and just walked out. It's just- I can't believe, you exist. I mean, a part of me thought you were cool, but another part of me freaked out. But I understand I can't reject you because...you exist, and I'm not the type of person to block anyone out because they deserve a chance." 

Oh, finally. God, I thought it was the end of the world by the time I finished explaining. I smiled calmly at him and he seemed to appreciate every word I said and slowly processing them. Even when I look into his eyes, I really don't understand what's going on inside of his head. 

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