Lilac Forest (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Matthew

Have you ever felt like your not the only one in your body? You know does times when your body feels like its on autopilot and your not the one controlling it? Well, that's me everyday.

See, I have Dissociative Identity Disorder, or more commonly known as Multiple Personality Disorder. I've had it for a really long time, but managed to hide for a long time. To clarify, schizophrenia and DID are similar, but schizophrenia is a thing since birth. DID comes gradually from ...abuse. I don't want to really get into it, but for the rest of the book you should know who Dante, Sapphire, and Kevin is.

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I wake up to Fernando curled onto my chest. Grinning, I sit up and decide to get dressed for my Saturday. As soon as I get finished, my phone chimes; signaling a text message. I open my phone up to see:

Hurry your ass here. We need to discuss something.

I gulp. I never want to see that place again. But since I know what would happen if I didn't, I put on my shoes and race down to my car. I have a 2018 Toyota Camry, only because I got enough money to buy one. I hop into the car and blast some Cardi B and Nicki Minaj.

When I reach the house, I stop to admire the mansion that stood before me. Guards circle around the place; their guns hidden inside their slacks. Getting entry into the facility, I walk down the carpeted hallway to see a woman sitting on the couch like she owned the place. With a smirk, she looks at me and says, "My, my, if it isn't the younger brother." she looks me up and down, "You've surely grown." Bull shitake mushrooms. I'm at most 5"5.

I huff and watch my father's assistant walk inside the room." Mr. Clark, I have a message from your father. He wants you to join the family business." says, Gunter. Gunter was a bulky man, with tattoos up and down his arm and a piercing on his lip and eyelid. It's weird. He's weird.

"I'm sorry to say this but I will not take part of this. Killing people is not what I do. I wish to help people." I reply, lowering my head to not exchange eye contact. I must work on my social skills.

"I understand, but this is the family way. Be in it or leave." he retorts, a disapproving look in his eye. I hesitate, but turn around and leave. 

I feel terrible, but I won't join their business. As I drive, I start to remember my sad excuse for a childhood. Almost like before, I find myself driving towards Whiteriver road, behind the McZonald's.

I park the car and walk so far, I reach the clearing. That's where I broke down. I cried and sob for hours until the sun starts to sink into the horizon. Still sniffling, I raise my self up and start to head to the car. That's when I heard the bushes shuffle.

I'm not the naïve kid anymore. What if it's a rapist? I don't need to handle that sort of trauma. Out pops a gigantic wolf from the hedges. I'm too scared to scream and stand frozen.

Maybe if I don't move it will leave.

It didn't leave.

In fact, it bit me.

As I submerge into a sinfully sweet slumber, I see purple eyes. Wait, purple and yellow?

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Unknown

My darling.

He's here.

I didn't think he would be the one.

Does he remember me?

It was so many years ago.

Why the hell is he so heavy?

As I carry my chocolate covered- blue eyed beauty, I hear my wolf, Stygian, howl in delight. I know biting and scaring him probably isn't the best way to get him, but would he really listen or run away.

I'm nearing my pack when he starts to stir. My pack members give me a knowing look when they see my cocoa treat. MY cocoa treat. MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway......I head to one of the guest rooms and shift into my human form. I lay him down on the bed. I would've of done my room, but I wasn't expecting my mate; if you know what I mean. I reluctantly walk out the room to see Angela walking towards me. Her red hair swishes as she moves her small hips and bits her lips. She hugs and tries to push her non-present breast on my arm. "Aye papi. Can I go for a ride?" she says, batting her eyelashes.

Usually, she doesn't disgust me. Now she's the garbage in the sink's garbage disposal. "No thanks. I'm not interested." I say, moving her arms off me.

"B-but Daddy!!!!!!!!! I want to play! I've been good." She responds, clutching the hem of my sleeve. Again not interested.

"No thanks, slut." I reply and shrug her off. Bitch doesn't learn. I've found my love. Yeah I've screwed around, but now...

Matthew's mine.

I'm his. Only his. Forever and always.

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Only his. What about Dante? He's my favorite you'll see. ;) I'm glad my wizards and witches are still reading. Brings great joy to my evil eye *sign* Everyday updates, if I try. Also I talked to typewriter05 and we agreed to let me make one of her stories. Tataaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!