Him. [Rewriting]

3. I've Been Thinking About You

On the side is a picture of the handsome Neather.

~*~

Neather.

Today's my day off from work, which is fucking fantastic considering what just threw down a few hours ago. So here I am now though, at a bar drinking my soul out to shots called, Black Bane. These little suckers, pack-a-punch to wolves. Like damn it hit the pit of my stomach just the right way, and hooded my emotions just right too. Numbing me up so perfectly.

Luckily though... Axel didn't know I was off, causing tonight to be utterly fantastic. The little shifter would've been bugging the hell out of me, till he found out what the root was to my sudden outburst on the sidewalk. He's persistent  too, won't stop till he found out what it is he needs or wants to know. And in one simple word, that'd be... Michael.

"Oh fuck", I cursed under my breath. I placed a hand on my chest as it began to vibrate. Ugh shut up wolf, I seethed as he sent pulses of raw woeful emotion into my blood stream. This defeats the purpose of even downing this Wolves bane, I whined to him.

No retort.

Ignoring me now huh?, I waited for a response.

He gave me nothing.

I heard hissing, indicating that Jasper was about to speak his mind. "Stop bothering him Neather. I  know for a fact that what happened this evening affected us all."

"Mhm", I hummed, "It sure did."

"You know it did. Your wolfs feeling it, I'm feeling down in the gutter because you're feeling buried in the gutter."

"Yeah", I muttered as I tilted my head back to down another shot. It hit the back of my throat and I felt it burn as it slide down to the bottom of my stomach.

"I prefer you more when you're sober", he hissed as he went to nip at my hand holding another drink.

"Well, I like this better Jasp. Bane to numb the pain. It would've been working if it weren't for the fact that this wolf, wants me to feel all the gloom that he's feeling."

Jasper hissed, which sounded much like a sigh to me as he slithered and corded himself around my waist. He must be tired and ready to go home. Such a bore.

I paid my tab to the bartender, as I got up to leave. She picked up the money and winked at me; I'm guessing that wink was from that hefty tip I left her. I smiled back, eyeing her body. I hummed in appreciation to the wonderful genetics she gained from her parents; to bad I'm not a fish person. I enjoy meat.

~*~

Walking down the sidewalk towards that whore reeked place I call my apartment, my skull started to throb like no fucking tomorrow. Then, my heart just sunk into my chest as it pounded against my rib cage repeatedly. Good grief this hurts, I pleaded to myself, Make it stop. 

In all honesty too, my chest felt like a fucking vibrator. It shook so much as I clutched onto my shirt, tugging and pulling onto it as if it would give me some sort of space or air to relieve this feeling. It felt like my emotions were drowning me. Suffocating me.

"Wolf stop!", I agonized and gasped, which earned me some concerned stares from fellow Weres and odd glances from other races.

I sped up my pace, jogging to my apartment. Onlytwomoreblocks, I thought to myself.

Jasper clung around my waist keeping my pants up as, I felt another wave. I hunched over and all that happened was a replay of Michael receiving one of the best fucks in his life, in my head. Watching the man I love get pounded by some stranger, felt like a sledgehammer to my chest as it repeated over and over.

I get it wolf, it hurts me... it fucking tore my heart because I thought he was the one. Just make it stop, I begged feeling my pride as a beta slipping.

I heard a sigh as I walked up the path to the building. Neather, I'm not sending or causing you to feel any type of pain... It's the Black Bane ... It blocks the emotion  or pain you're feeling temporarily and sends it back tenfold later.

Reaching the front entrance to my apartment, the scent of sex was overpowered by a familiar cologne. The sugary scent of the cologne, meshing delightfully with a scent of natural spices that filled the air as I marched up the steps. I heard the faint tapping of a shoe growing louder, causing my ears to ring as I still felt the dull ache of pain throughout my body.

Well fuck me, I stated towards my wolf and my eyes adjusted to the figure of the one and only Axel.

"Did you forget about me?", he spoke harshly, "Hm, Neather? Open the fucking door and learn to check your damn text messages."

I stood there shocked for a bit, until another hit of raw emotions stuck me again. It was so strong this time that it caused my legs buckle as I inched my way passed Axel to open the door.

"Is that alcohol?", he questioned as he leaned closer towards me. I nodded my head and he scoffed, "I see".

I turned my head and I saw the concern in his eyes, but his face held same fierceness of his words.

"What're you staring at? Get into the apartment, you damn mutt", he hollered making me wince in pain as my ears rang even louder. I followed him reluctantly inside.

"Ugh you sound like my mother", I barely mumbled.

"I heard that."

"Sure you did", I murmured under my breath in annoyance.