Darkness. That's all there was. There was not a glimmer of light, not even a small speck. It was as if all the lights in the world had been turned off only leaving the darkness. In a way you can't have light without the dark because in order for that light to shine, it needs something else to make it stand out. Darkness. It lurks in the shadows of your room at night, under your bed from the stories you were told as a young child, in our everyday world.
Sometimes you have to decide what kind of person you want to be in life, if you want to be the positive, happy go lucky person who is the half glass full kind of person, or the latter. The negative person, the one who always has a scowl on their face, a glare to match with it, and is the half glass empty kind of person.
That glass. It defines the human race into two categories, there is no in between. How can a simple glass make an impact on such a world wide scale? If that glass wasn't there then maybe it would solve our problems...but you can't have a human race without judgement and sin. They are both the same, no matter how you try and put it.
Karlie could feel herself swimming in her dream state, with all of these thoughts going through her head.
"It's a good thing you aren't human anymore."
A simple voice called out as she resurfaced from her unconsciousness.
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Karlie bit her tongue before she could let out a scream. She instantly knew there were other people in the room with her and that's why she didn't let out the scream that would deafen anyone in a ten foot radius.
She could hear someone's feet shift beside the bed she was occupying and the sound of someone pacing slowly was coming from the end of the bed.
"Jared...you have a lot of work to do now that you are going to be the Alpha," Jessie said.
"I don't care, Karlie's health is all that matters to me at the moment," Jared spoke. Karlie remembered everything and she hated it all. Jared was the one who made her the monster she was now, it was all his fault. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible. His eyes that always stared at her had been burned on the back of her eyelids and she felt like she was always being watched by his graceful form.
No, not graceful.
Another part of her spoke back against it, but she dismissed the small feeling with ease.
"I know she's your mate, but you can not just sit here the whole time when you have duties to do." Karlie could tell that Jessie had been trying for hours from the strain in her voice. "Please, she is unconscious. I don't expect her to wake up for at least another day. She won't go anywhere."
A huff of frustration came from beside the bed as the sound of someone getting up echoed through the room.
"I'll be back in thirty minutes," a mumble sounded.
Karlie heard a pair of feet walk out of the room, although she knew Jessie was still in the room.
"How can a mate be so important?" She heard Jessie ask, clearly to herself. "They can make one another go crazy at the slightest bit of rebellion or the wrong action. I hope that that doesn't happen to me..."
Karlie strained to listen to see if anything else had been said but all she heard was the door closing as Jessie left. It was only then that Karlie dared to even think about opening her eyes.
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New Wolf
مستذئب•Completed •highest rank: #95 in werewolf Looking up her eyes roamed around the classroom until they landed on someone who wasn't working. Someone who was looking directly into her own eyes. Someone who wouldn't stop even after she turned her head...