I'm so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But here it is!
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Megan's P.O.V
"He's back," She whispered
"Who's he?" I asked absently which caused Jason to glare at me, "What?" I mouthed at him. He slapped a hand against his forehead dilently.
"Carter!" She sobbed.
Carter? Carter... Hmm... Why does that sound so familiar. Carter... Carter... Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
"What?!" I asked in disbelief. "How do you know that?"
She mumbled something which I didn't catch. And by the looks of it, Jason didn't hear her, too.
"Louder please," Jason asked impatiently
"He followed me all the way to Amy's house...." She mumbled a little louder.
"That asshole!" I shouted, "Has the guts to do that after what he's done! He's gonna get it..." I rambled, "I wonder where he is now...I can't wait to shove a spoon down his throat when I see him. Or I might even just scoop his eyeballs out with that spoon.. Or I could shove it in his anus until I can't see the spoon anymore.. how about I just use wood so when it's stuck in his butt, I can bur-"
"Megan! Really?" My brother cuts me off with a disgusted face, "I'll happily shove the spoon down his throat or even scoop his eyeballs out, but really? Sticking it down his asshole? What the hell happened to you?" I glared at him. I was just about to retort back when the doorbell rung.
"Ugh!" I grumbled and went downstairs to the door. The doorbell went off again, and again, and again when I finally had it. I slammed the door open while shouting.
"CAN'T YOU WAIT?! WHAT IF I FELL OFF THE STARS WHILE-- YOU!" I shoted the last word with venom. Where was that spoon when you needed it?!
"I see you still haven't changed, Mei-Mei." He greeted. I cringed at the nickname. I used to love that nickname, but now, I hated it with a passion. Same goes with the person who created that.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I sneered. He looked a bit.. hurt. when I said that. I mentally snorted. Yeah, right.
"I just wanted to see you guys again.." He muttered looking down to glare at the floor.
"Yeah, sure you do. After you left without even saying goodbye." I said, voice dripping with so much sarcasm.
"But I did leave a letter, though."
"Yeah, about you having someone you love more! I wouldn't even call that a letter! More like a note!" I yelled while jabbing a finger on his chest repeatedly.
He grabbed my hand and turned to glare at me. I tried to pull my hand away but his grip just tightened. I did my best not to wince at the pain of his grip and just glared at him back.
"Look, that was just an excuse okay? My parents had arranged a marriage with a girl I didn't even know!" Unconsciously, my gaze landed on his left hand, which was holding mine in a tight grip, which was ringless.
He must have seen my confusion and sighed, letting go of me. He shoved his hand in his jean pockets.
"I ran away."
"Took you long enough." I snorted.
"I was looking for the right moment, okay?"
"Explain the note, please?"
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Expecting The Now Unexpected
Werewolf**This story was YOU, A WEREWOLF? PSH, YEAH RIGHT. I just changed it. Enjoy!** Megan always dreamed and hoped for something, but after years of waiting, she gave up. What if what she hoped for came?
