Forever over

Three

(Feline in the picture)

"Hello there, beautiful." I scoffed at my boyfriend as he sat next to me. "Uhm, are you talking to me or my food?", I asked jokingly. I thought he'd make a joke, but instead he leaned in and peeked my lips. At least that's how he started out, but before he could even try to retreat, U grabbed his shirt and kissed him deeply. When we broke apart at last, it was only because we still needed to breath. Stupid air, keeping me from kissing my Isaac...

But before he could really be mad at my lounge, though, Isaac whispered softly into my ear: "I was talking to both." And then my fries somehow ended up in his mouth. Alright, never mind, he did make a joke out of it. Of cause. I cracked a smile at him, before returning to my cup of coffee. Which was a mistake, as I realized as soon as he narrowed his eyes at the cup. "How many did you have?", he asked, suddenly worried. Oh-oh... Okay, Crow, play dumb. But how? He wouldn't just let me skip that question... Ah, right!

I turned to him, looked into those beautiful eyes with as much seriousness as I could muster up, and asked back: "Did you ever notice what a strange word that is? Many? Man-y? Why is it like that? I mean, there are a lot of words with the letter 'm' at the beginning. But they all sound so weird, or they're bad. Like murder. Or mean. But not all. You can, like, form an entire sentence with them: More months must mean my mother may make more muffins. Now, try to do that with the letter 'W'!"
"Who would want worryingly well working words where weirdness without worry would work way worse. You tried that a lot of times already.", he replied without even blinking with an eye. Damnit! Sadly he continued: Now, how many cups of coffee did you have?"

"Can't tell you. Word capacity is used up for today...", I tried again. He didn't even do anything, just looked at me waiting. Finally, I rolled my eyes with a sigh. "I'm watching out. You know I'm not gonna die until I've got 10 grams in my blood system? That's 125 cups that have 30 Minutes till they actually get into my system." He looked stunned. "Did you actually remember all that from Mr. Smith just for this?", he asked surprised. I just sipped from my cup as obnoxiously as I could manage. He looked at me for a little bit more, before he broke out laughing.

"I... I can't believe... you actually... remembered.", he managed to wheeze out between his laughs once he sobered up a bit. "Why?", I asked with a smile. I barely smiled really, but he could get me to do just that every time. People were still shocked by it, but neither of us minded their satires. It was just something they did and they would keep doing it, so why bother?

Isaac shook his head at me, smiling back. "Why? Fucking why? Crow, you can't even remember what date we have! Last time you forgot what numbers you were supposed to add up in calc! I love you, but you suck at numbers..." I snorted. "That's not the only thing I suck at.", I replied with my most seductive smile. Gosh, look at that blushing face and tell me how I ended up with him as my boyfriend? I was happy he didn't have anything in his mouth though, or else he would have possibly chocked to death right now. "Besides", I continued with a shrug, "it's coffee. What did you expect?" That snapped him out of it again. "True. But it tastes good on you, so I guess I'll allow your addiction."

"My addiction?", I repeated amused. He nodded, gripping my waist softly and pulling me closer. Goddess, I loved when he did that. "I'm not addicted to coffee, though. I'm addicted to you..." He smiled at me, raising an eyebrow asking: "Is that so?" He leaned in, staring deep into my soul His lips were hovering over mine, close enough to feel his breath mix with my own. His smell was intoxicating. Bitter-sweet with a hint of smoke. "Hm?", he made after a while, and I realized only then that he'd asked me a question. Weakly, I somehow managed to nod. I wasn't sure how, so don't ask me. He hummed again, his gaze moving between my eyes and my lips. He moved in even closer, until our lips touched ever so slightly. "Well, then...", he whispered barely even audible, even for me with my sensitive ears, "... you don't need this anymore!"

Wait, what?

It took a moment for me to realize that he'd jumped up and was about to throw my cup away. "Hey!", I exclaimed jumping up as well and tackling him to the ground. We rolled around in a play fight for some time, before he ended on top of me. It always ended like that with us. Not that that was surprising in any way. He was the alpha wolf, after all. Well that, and I was definitely a bottom. I giggled softly at that thought. People would be beyond shocked to figure out that little pice of information about me...

We stayed in that position a little longer until the bell called us back to the classrooms. Aww, man! Why now? No fair! Lunch was way to short! I pouted, but went to class nevertheless. With Isaac in my arms and I in his, of cause. My coffee, though, was long forgotten...

(*.*.*)

Had the break always been this long? How did I never notice before? Oh, right. Because I used to have Ice with me. Or at least Feline. Right now they were in the mess hall, eating with his friends. I, on the other hand, had decided to bolt like the little coward I am. I mean, if they wanted to they knew where to find me. Starbucks was literally the first place I went to whenever I left the school's grounds. And it wasn't that much of a secret that I wasn't exactly fond of the rule forbidding us to leave the school during school days unless it was a pack meeting. In fact, I don't even know how many times I'd gotten detention for leaving on the weekdays. Ice would safe me most times, though, by giving me an alibi or just generally saying he needed me for something and that I couldn't come.

I guess that was different now, though...

I leaned back in my seat exhausted. Another glance at my phone told me that it was still far too early to go back. I mean, seriously? How had this been only ten minutes? And why did I get my coffee this fast for the first time in my fricking life? Okay, I know, the last one is a bit out of context, but I mean... I'm not wrong.

"Hey...", someone said quietly, sitting down in front of me. Looking up I saw a familiar face I shouldn't be as surprised to see as I was. He was working here, after all. His brown-red hair was falling in his face, as always, and he was wearing a black and red ripped shirt, as always, as well as two chokers, as always. Still, seeing him with a green apron felt... off. Even though the rest was just as I was used to. "Ace.", I acknowledged rather than greeting him. I think he could hear that from the monotone tone of my voice, too, but he didn't seem to care. He just looked at me for a while. "So. My brother told me what happened...", he begun. Oh, right. He hadn't been there to witness it.

Differently from his younger brother, who happened to be Flynn by the way, Ace wasn't a wolf at all. He'd always been one of the few brave enough - or stupid enough, as everyone else would say - to start a conversation with me regardless of who I was. It was through him that I'd got to know Ice better in the first place. I wouldn't call him a friend, not anymore, but... We were close enough to talk to each other. Really talk. About the stuff we didn't know who else to tell. We had this thing where we knew the other one wouldn't say anything to anyone ever. No matter what it was, we'd just listen. No judging, no gossip, no nothing. We'd talk, we'd make each other feel heard, we'd get stuff out, then we were on our way.

Maybe, I thought, maybe he could become my friend again. Just so that I wasn't completely alone. But on the other hand... Nah. That'd be weird. We weren't like that anymore. Besides, I doubted he even wanted it. He was the one to cut the tie in the first place, after all. So, there's that.

"Yeah, well, what can I say?", I asked shrugging, finally replying the worried looking cinnamon roll in front of me. "It wasn't supposed to be. And now, here I am, sitting in a Starbucks and drinking my god-knows-how-many-th coffee of the day with no one to stop me from doing so." He hummed, thinking. "Friends?" I shook my head. "Only Ice. The rest was just hanging with me 'cause of him." He tilted his head. "Family?" "Hell, no! The only one liking me is Feline.", I laughed. He sighed. "That sucks." I nodded. "It sucks." For a while we were sitting there in silence, then he stood up. "Well, Imma go back to work, you should get back to school. Wait, I'll give you an iced coffee with chocolate to go." I only nodded.

With another sigh I looked outside. Welp, at least one person still knew I existed. At least I knew who to turn to now. And, who knows, maybe I'd been coming here because I'd known somewhere in the back of my head that he'd be here.