I can feel you with me..(Sequel to ICFYHB)(Justin Bieber)*werewolf*

..when theres no air to breathe..

Hola! Sorry I haven't been writing, I just feel like nobody reads this anymore and I was thinking about giving up on this story..

But if you are reading can you like vote/comment or message me and let me know? I just, I'm confused.. weird huh? Well I hope you guys like it:)

This would be longer but I wrote it and then it deleted-.-

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I can feel you with me..when there's no air to breathe..*werewolf*

Sequel to I can feel your heart beat..

 Comfort was all I needed. The comfort from my friends, the comfort from my mom and the comfort from my dad. I never had the comfort from my dad, he was never around, but now that he's here I need him, I need him to understand what I'm going through, what's happening and how I'm feeling. Comfort is all I need, that and my boyfriend.

I was never use to the fact that my father was around until I lay in his arms and I cried. I felt more attached to him now, now that I truly knew who I was. Just by him stroking my hair would remind me of all the times me and Justin would lay on the couch and watch a movie, just by him having his arm tightly around my waist made me feel more safe then ever, besides when I was with him , I needed love and I needed it now.

Love was always surrounded all around me but I never took the chance to look. Just days after my mate.. left I hated the world, I hated the people and I hated myself. I thought that god hated me because he took him away from me and that he wanted me to suffer, but everything happens for a reason. He told me that before. I took love for granted.

"Shh, it's all gon' be alright." my fathers thick Texas accent sent me over the edge with the words that he spoke. 'Everything's gonna be alright' that was one of his songs. I nodded my head as I lay my head on his lap, digging my head deeper into one of his sweater's that I was wearing. I inhaled the smell deeply as I closed my eyes, it still smelt like him.

"I just miss him." I croaked out, my voice cracking as I spoke, it seemed to do that alot lately. He nodded his head in understanding as he stroked my hair. Something similar happened to him, his mate was killed in a hunting war and he was forced to move on, move on to my mother. But unlike him I didn't want to move on, I still held on to the hope that Justin was still out there, that he was just waiting to be found.

"It's okay." he assured, planting a soft kiss on my forehead, I just closed my eyes feeling the tears well up again.

"Sammy, Honey?" I turned my head to the side to see my mother standing at the living room door, sympathy written across her face. "Mandy and Christian are here." I sat up a bit as I wiped underneath my eyes. I nodded my head as I tried to make myself look somewhat presentable.

I soon heard the door click shut and looked up to see Mandy and Christian standing there, they looked miserable. Guilt rushed through my body once I realised I had shut them out for almost three months now, the most horrible three months of my life.

My eyes were glued to Mandy's as were hers. "I'll just be leaving then." I recognised the voice as my dad's as he scurried out the door. I could feel the tears welling up again.

"I'm so sorry." I choked out as she came running towards me, her own tears streaming down her face. I wrapped my arms  so tightly around her I almost thought it would hurt but she didn't make any sign of it, I just buried my head in her shoulder and cried.