When The White Wolf Howls

Chapter 8 x

chapter 8

''I remember years ago, someone told me i should take

caution when it comes to love

i did

i did

and you were strong and i was not

my illution

my mistake

i was careless, i forgot

i did

and now when all is done

there is nothing to say

you've gone and so effortlessly

you have won

you can go ahead tell them

tell them all i know

now

shout it from the roof tops

write it on the skyline

all we had is gone now

tell them i was happy

and my heart is broken

all my scars are open

tell them what i hoped would be

Impossible

impossible

impossible

impossible

Falling out of love is hard

Falling for betrayal is worst

Broken trust and broken hearts

I know

I know

Thinking all you need is there

Building faith on love in worst

Empty promises will wear

I know

(I know)

And now when all is gone

there is nothing to say

and if you're done with embarassing me

On your own you can go ahead and tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what i hoped would be

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Let me tell yah, Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Ipossible

Ooh Impossible

yeah yeah

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

(Shout it from the roof tops)

Write it on the sky line

All we had is gone now

Tell them i was happy

And my heart is broken

(And my heart is broken)

All my scars are open

Tell them what i hoped would be

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Let me tell yah now

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did''

one week

It had been one week since...Liam...was killed and all i had done was lay in bed, in the same clothes and listened to the one song over and over. Impossible by Shontelle. It was a beatiful song. It reminded me of...Liam...because it reminded of the fact it was impossible to get him back. A tear ran down my cheek, followed by another. They continued to "Follow the Leader" if you will, until I heard a knock at the door. I wiped my tears away and rubbed my eyes. I glanced at the clock 10.00pm.

"Did you eat your dinner hunnie?" My dad's voice echeod with hope. I nodded. That's a lie, the fish was flung under the bed. Yeah you may think that's disgusting but so is taking the life of someone who is loved dearly. My dad sniffed the air and sighed, he walked over to my bed, kneeled down pulled the plate out.

"Hun, you've got to eat. please.?" I just shook my head. I sat up and pulled the covers up to my waist. i reached over and snatched up the cd player remote and pressed play.

''I remember years ago...''

"Look hun, your wasting away. and when was the last time you slept?" i just shrugged my shoulders.

"Hunnie PLEASE. please speak to me. I don't know what to do for you. Listen I know what your going through. I've lost my...mate to you know." I looked up as he chocked at the end to find a grieve stricken face. he caught my eye and smiled sadly. The first word i spoke in a whole week was

"Can."

"What is it hun?"

"Can I go for a run?"

"Sure." He beamed at the thought of me getting out my room, the house. "Take Jace with you." i nodded. He frowned at me.

"I mean ok."

"Thanks hun." He smiled, squeezed my knee and left. I groaned and pushed my covers away. I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Oh...My...God. I looked like, like death. My heart squeezed painfully at my little thought. i sighed and ran a brush through my tangle of a hair. After I had detangled the bush I walked to my wardrobe and selected a long red top-dress. I then opened my drawer and took out a white lace bra and thong set that i know...Liam...loved. I got dressed and looked for shoes. I decided on red heels. I wasn't going for a run tonight, let's just face it I was in no mood to run. I was going out to a club to get bladdered. Wash down my problems with the good old fashioned vodka. Lots of it. I returned to the bathroom and put on heavy make-up and curled my long blonde hair. To be honest I looked like a right whore. I didn't care, I wanted my pain gone. I wanted male attention. You make think that sick but I was in heat and I was been driven crazy by the pain and hormones. I was going to a club were I knew there would be lots of guys, many of them wolves. I looked in the mirror and smiled, happy with my appearence. Time to hit the clubs.

"JACE!" i shouted at the top off my lungs.

I know itwas short nd boring but i don't feel that well but promise next one willl b beter.