Electrifying

Chapter 9

Serenity POV

I watched him sleep and untangled my body from his. This man who’s bed I now shared. There was only one bed I wanted to share and that was the bed of my mate, but the problem was he didn’t want me…I couldn’t come to terms with it. I wouldn’t let it eat me alive. I wouldn’t let him slip away from me. I’d get him to love me. He was human so he didn’t feel it as much as I did…I told him. The day I found him we made love. But once she was gone…he wanted nothing to do with me he left and he blamed me for it. I cried for days and then I slept with his best friend because he was the only one there for me. Even my so called “friends” blamed me. Funny thing is his best friend and I have a child together. A son. He lives with his father…

“I wish you were here…” I whispered to myself thinking about my mate.

I slipped out of the bed and went into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror at myself and pushed back my sexed up black hair. My two different colored eyes always stood out but somehow everyone found it sexy. I looked back in the mirror and he was standing right behind me. I jumped around not to find my mate but the man I laid with last night. I sighed and smiled at him.

“I thought you were sleeping,” I said softly.

“I woke up and couldn’t find you.”

“I’m sorry. I had to use the bathroom.”

“Well come back to bed.” he demanded.

“Give me a minute…please.”

Quincy just looked at me. He was what he liked to call black everywhere. He was good looking, but not like my mate. Not like my Alec. Quincy had a low cut style and dark brown eyes. Alec had those beautiful hazels you could look at for hours with curly hair when he didn’t have it braided up. He was half Cuban and half Jamaican.

Perfection… that’s what Alec was to me. Pure perfection.

Quincy left the bathroom and I closed the door behind him. I sunk to the floor and cried silently. I grabbed the scissors off the counter and cut my wrist over and over. My wrist started bleeding and then slowly healed up. At least that’s one thing my mother gave me before she abandoned me at the hospital. I stood back up and stabbed the mirror. I screamed in furry and started pulling at my hair. They all left me.

My mother. Who the hell cares if you were raped?! How could you just give your child up?! Just like that?!

Alec. He left me after she left us! I didn’t do it! And he left me!

Lumiere… my baby. Our baby was gone. Just gone. After three weeks our healthy baby just slipped from our hands. She was dead in a day. She was a werewolf. We weren’t supposed to die that easily!

I stopped and looked into the broken mirror at the demon inside. My left eye was a reddish color but every full moon when I needed to go hunting it would change into a bright color. And my blue eye would lighten up. I found out who my mother was after I got out of foster care at eighteen. I back tracked on the video tapes from the years till I found her running in with me. Holding me securely in her arms. All the love she had for me I could see it, I could feel it but she still gave me away. I went to search for her and it said she was married and had another child. This time she kept it. I had her maiden name, Gardainia. Her first name was Melody. She had the dark blue eyes. She was brown skinned with short black hair and softly gloss painted lips...and then they said she was dead. But unlike her I was a paler color than she was...and alive.

After I basically destroyed the bathroom I stepped out to find Quincy drinking a bottle of Henny. He was also smoking a joint and I grabbed the bottle from his hand and gulped it down. He grinned, finished his joint, and picked me up. I threw the bottle at the wall and made out with him. It takes a lot more than a half bottle of liquor to get me drunk but I always acted like I was so Quincy would never ask questions. But the Henny did help with making me horny so I actually wanted to fuck him. Alec could get me horny and to a bed in five seconds no turning back or drinking.

Quincy laid me on the bed and when he looked at me all I saw was Alec. It soon went away once Quincy pushed his dick into me. Alec never went this quickly. He took his time with a little foreplay. Quincy only foreplayed when he had me tied up to tease me.

He kept going as fast and hard as he could. In the beginning it was fine. I didn’t mind it because it felt good and made me forget Alec. But now it was just boring and nothing like what Alec would do. He was always different, spontaneous. He use to make sure I felt good. He used to talk to me as we went along. Make me excited and smile. He did it just right. With Alec I didn’t have to fake a thing. Not a moan ans defiantly not an orgasm. we use to make love at least four rounds every night. He understood me from the inside out. He loved me for me. And the sex defiantly lasted more than ten minutes.

Once Quincy was done he rolled off me and rolled up another joint. I got up from the bed and threw on Alec's over sized shirt that i kept and stood by the curtain. I opened the window and opened the curtain a little. I looked out into the streets and up at the setting sky. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I pushed my hair back out of my face and wiped them away.

‘Alec…what’d I’d do to have you here right now… I wish you were here.’

had to get Serenity's Pov in there. poor thing. :(