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The cab stops short and a girl wearing large hoodie and washed out jeans comes out. She tosses some money and drags out her suitcase out of the cab.
This girl with pale dead skin, green eyes and platinum blonde hair looks around. It's like one of those feeling when you feel that everything is going to go bad, everybody's going to ditch you, and you'll be the one stupid. That's how she feel.
Not longer, when her eyes matches the same emerald eyes like hers, but nervous, tall built figure wrap in a thin grey V-neck which almost makes his abs visible, signature leather jacket, his mouth covered with light heart and small curling unbelievable eyes. Derek.
"Roza?"
The sound almost slices her heart as the flashbacks of his voice during there call where she was drunk, fills up her mind.
She smiles widely, all the precautions she thought of taking, flee in to the air. She imagined this moment god knows how many times but she didn't imagine the feelings her heart will face. Right now she feel it is a dream soon to be over. Because good times doesn't stay for long in her life.
She leap towards him, arms open for her, but two more figures behind him is enough to ruin the moment. Aiden and Ethan.
Instead of hugging, her eyes turns dark.
"GET BACK DEREK!" She yells as passes Derek and come face to face with her years-lost cousins. Her eyes turned instant beta blue and pointy fangs comes out. She looks like that she's ready to take an army down.
Ethan & Aiden astonished stands there, thinking this was not he planned there first meet up. Derek stands paralysed, watching the situation. He has no idea what was happening, in a second thousand question erupts in his mind. Roza? Here Roza? A werewolf?
"Rose stop!"
"Rose STOP!!!" These voices belong to the two love birds. The boy with his bat dressed in flannel shirt and girl dressed in all Chanel.
"Stiles..? Lydia?"
"What the actual fuck is going on?" Derek mutters.
"Guess Derek and Rose needs a load of burden of truth!" Stiles says and sighs.
•~•~•
"Wow, we both are fuck ass liars, we'll make a good team!" She chuckles flipping his heart. But his eyes still looks foreign. Shocked.
They both had a long session with Aiden, Ethan, Lydia and Stiles. Explaining them everything. They couldn't be more shock in there whole life.
"I still can't believe it." He says shaking his head.
"I know!"
"I still can't believe you're a freakin werewolf!"
"I know!"
"I still can't believe that you're those fuckers' cousin!"
"I KNOW!"
"OKAY!"
"By the way this loft needs a lot of editing if I'm gonna live here!" She says looking around the dull walls.
"Really!?"
"Yeah as your girlfriend I can!" She blurts out and immediately palms her mouth. He laughs. So foreign but so breathtaking.
"So you're my girlfriend?" The question strikes her and she purses her lips.
"Yes Mr. Boyfriend!" She smiles bring same thing at his face. It feels so weird for him to be talking to the girl in person. He never knew he would be not freaking out.
"You don't look like a typhoid patient, I mean you are beautiful!" He says, feeling awkward, embarrass to compliment someone after years.
"Yeah, I get the features from my dad!" She says and immediately the air feels heavy. Tension rises. And he knew.
"You miss them?" He asks her and receives a duh look from her.
"I do but whenever I think about em, I end up hating myself." She says, her eyes slightly glossy. He takes her hand and rubs her temples. The gesture is weird for both of them. His hard and her soft hand hands. Both of them didn't look like they have ever kill someone.
"It's not your fault. Their death was written in their fate." He says not caring about her tear which has spill on his hand.
"I know, I know."
"It'll get better, Roza." He says and wipes her tear. Her stomach lurches at his touch.
"I love it when you call me Roza, well it's not a big thing since I love you!" She says looking straight in his eyes.
"But I loved you first!" He says, smirking.
"Damn, you quoted Zayn!" She says, her eyes shines.
"What? Who's Zayn? Someone from your fandom?" He asks.
"Well yes, I'm disappointed, you don't know One Direction!" She says, playfully.
"Well we've got time to discuss your fandoms!" He says making her excited. She truly feel complete right now. No words are said. She finds her self falling deeper and deeper.
"You know we are closed enough to hug right now!" She puts her hand on his shoulders. He nods in response.
"And close enough to hold hands..." She continues, while lacing her fingers with his.
"And close enough to kiss." He says this time while pulling her little closer enough to close the gap between them.
There lips collides, they delve into each other. First deliberately, softly, then passionately and lastly unrestrained. There hands mingle here and there. Her hands reach his neck into his hair. His hands pulling her closer by waist. This was what they've been waiting.
"So can I know the name of the guy you liked back then in New York?" He asks, pulling apart, still clutching her closer.
"His name is Derek."
Two broken souls, not perfect. But fixed.
-•|-•|-• OMG OMG OMG! Are you ready for the mind blowing epilogue?
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