The Wolf's Bride

Chapter X: Here we go

I don't feel well...

It's like my stomach has a frickin' zoo party that came uninvited...the whole party, in an unsuspecting innocent Kathy.

"What's wrong?" Ethan asked, he was currently finishing packing up what little items I owned while I sat by the fire of the cave, quiet as Dwayne when he's on a period... Don't even ask me how MY period treated me without...various stuff....and I couldn't have exactly asked Ethan to bring me those...stuff.

It was the only week where I was thankful that Ethan only visited for a few moments, otherwise I kicked him out like a wolf-puppy, while I went on living my cavewoman ways being moody and depressed...

How the hell did those real cavewomen survive like that up until their menopause!?

"...nothing," I'd better not tell him about the cavewoman and menopause, my thought process has gone haywire, why was I thinking about menstruation...geez, I'm freaking out about moving and I end up musing about..that.

Goddess, why am I weird?

"Really? I'm almost certain there's something you're not telling me," yeah, menopause. Good stuff.

Ugh...this is so unrea- I'm really having a hard time dealing with reality.

"Fine, okay, that-" I gestured to the large bag he had brought with him when I woke up just a few moments ago, "-is what bothers me,"

Apparently I fainted..guess who's fault that was, sigh* anyway, after I got knocked out, he dashed out like a... madman-was what he said, and made preparations, like telling his people about me and that I'm moving in.

He worked fast.

This guy.

I mean, I just told him my decision just a few hours ago and now he's already packed my stuff when I woke up from my uhm..kiss coma.

That there was an inverted sleeping beauty scene.

"Why would this bag bother you?" He raised th offending item, confusion riddling his face, the bag itself looked darn well expensive and sturdy, typical from the well off clan he came from.

"Well..not the bag specifically...its..well, it's more of the moving in."

"I thought you wanted it,"

"I..do, it's just, all the packing up you're doing is making it seem more real, like 'Woah, Kat, you're really moving in with Ethan,'"

"It is real...Kat," it was weird hearing him say my nickname, but I don't think his worried look was directed on that particular topic.

"Yeah, I know, but what I m-"

"Are you having second thoughts?" His voice held a heartbreaking touch of doubt.

"What? No!"

"Then what do you mean," he pushed, startling me.

"I-it, it's like..first day jitters! I'm nervous, okay? Like I just decided.. One afternoon that I wanted to go to school on the day that it started, expecting my parents to be busy with my enrollment for atleast a day or two but ended up being sent to school that same afternoon,"

"..." Did I seriously just compared moving in with him as going to school?

"Imsorry!!! itwas aword vomit! I likeyou alot! really bad!...and it's really great?! andit's such an unusual eventthat I'm justreally-ughhhhh!!"I palmed my face in embarrassment, please let the world explode and the universe swallow it whole, I want to be an astronaut and go to space before I implode.