Lauren's POV:March 16, 2015
'Monday mornings are the worst.' After forcefully throwing my annoying alarm clock against the dark colored wall of my bedroom, I roll over to wrap my arm gently around my girlfriend's slim waist. Pulling her back closer against my front, I bury my nose in her dark curls, inhaling their soft peach scent. When I think about it this morning doesn't seem too bad anymore.
Since the night of Camila's birthday I had the pleasure of going to sleep and waking up next to this beautiful woman. A part of me feels guilty that I enjoy sharing a bed and house with the brunette Latina. The only authentic reason she stays with me was because of the very emotional dispute she had with her family. Burying my nose deeper in her pleasing scent I think to myself, 'I guess in this case I'm allowed to be a bit selfish.' I feel Camila lightly shifting in my arms, moving around to face me, resting her head against my chest. After she wrapped her slim arm around my middle, I hear her smooth morning voice for the first time today.
"This is very nice since you're so warm but how are we supposed to cuddle like this during heated summer nights?" I lose the control over my face muscles, my lips breaking out into a huge grin. Over the span of the last two weeks Camila wasn't acting like the sweet, dorky girl I got used to. She was more closed off, reserved. The day she turned eighteen she moved into my house. We went to school together, took care of the things that needed to be done like grocery shopping, doing laundry or cleaning the house but she was still not her old self. She is quieter, I see the hurt burning behind her dark eyes. She tries to cover it up, but there are simply some things she can't keep from me. I know that she cries herself to sleep, when the weight of the whole situation crushing down on her. She tries to keep herself busy all day, doing everything to distract herself from her pain and heartbreak, but at night when everything around her clams down the distraction fades.
She always waits on me and when she thinks I've finally fallen asleep, her soft sniffs fill my ears while I feel her salty tears soaking my shirt. I've always been a light sleeper, insomnia one of my nightly visitor, but she wants to keep this from me so I grand the brown-haired girl her wish by pretending to be asleep. Those are the nights I pull her closer against me, when she buries her face in my neck and desperately clutches onto me. The whole situation of seeing my mate so heartbroken, pains me just as much as her. I tried talking to her on the low, not calling her directly out on her midnight tears. When I wanted to talk to the shorter girl about the way she feels, she just brushed me of claiming "I'm fine Lauren." She leaves me no other choice than just to be there for her, to hold her during her dark nights until she decides to talk to me.
"I promise you we will find a way Camz." I lean down and press a short kiss to her forehead before shifting over to get up. She fusses in protest, but I beat her to it. "You go and get ready for school and I'll prepare breakfast. Don't take too long this time, Allyson asked us to be at school a bit earlier than usually because she needs a bit of help with her math homework."
She nods her head at my words, mumbling something underneath her breath, which my ears are not able to catch. I frown slightly to myself while my girlfriend disappears into the direction of the connected bathroom. Over the last few weeks I've noticed that my usual very reliable abilities sometimes don't work as good as they used to. For example a few days ago, I was working out in the basement gym. Lifting some heavy weights was usually never a problem, I can lift more than the strongest men I know but when I was laying there on the bench, pushing up the bar my strength unexpectedly left my arms. I was lucky that I didn't fixate them so when they were out off balance the heavy weights just slipped off the bar sideways. Not even five minutes later my strength returned. This has also happened with my senses.
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