The Writer And His Beast(Boy*Boy)

chapter 6

So here we are still stuck in my room staring the hell out of Malik. I know I said we'll wait but we've been waiting for him for the past one hour and the dude is just sited on the leather couch crying his ass out being all miserable and all.
This is really too much, you see, Malik never cries and if he does he's really going through a terrible emotional turnamoil. So that's why we're worried as fuck and he's not helping the situation at all. He won't talk. All he's doing is just crying his heart out.

" Malik, for fucks sake, what's going on with you?" Shawn muttered holding Maliks shoulders trying to pull him in for a hug but to no avail.

"I-I just wanna be alone please." He begged holding his knees. "P-please." He chocked weakly.

" We can't leave you alone Malik, we know it'll only get worse and you'll start emiting magic like crazy causing a havoc...please talk to us or at least one of us." Alana begged trying to get through to him.

" A-am sorry, I-I can't. It's too much." He sobbed.

I really did feel for him. Am sure all this is too much and the pushing ain't helping at all but he's gotta try at least. He can't just cry all day he needs to talk it out for his own good.
When warlocks are angry they tend to relieve their anger in a very disoriented way. They start using their magic randomly breaking everything and at times anyone around them.

It can get really ugly.

That's why we're insisting that he talks to us soon.

"What's wrong anyway?, We know it has something to do with Dalova. Since you saw him you've been stuck, you're not even saying anything. What's wrong Malik." Jules mumbled as he sat next to Malik.

" I-It's a long story really." He said trying to compose himself.

"Then talk to us please." I tried pleading with him.

"Ok, so it started two hundred years ago, I was at a warlock party you know being me and all...I was hosting the party. It was just us warlocks coming together for a drink but other creatures were invited too..we were celebrating my ruling as the high warlock, a lot of people came. The place was really crowded. Since I was a child I never had a support system. You know, a family. They all died when I was young at least that's what I was told. I learned to live as a loner, I learned to fend for my self and more than anything I promised my self to make a place for myself in either of the well known kingdoms. I wanted to belong and be looked up to. I was alone I didn't have a mate and I was so afraid of putting myself out there. I degraded my self at times wondering why I even existed in the first place, so yes, I had my bad days..anyway back to the party, it was like any other party, get drunk and party like hell and then go home...but before I even got to leave I felt it, my heart beating so fast and my emotions going all crazy on me, that's where I met Dalova. He was my mate and at that point we both realised it." Malik said playing with his knuckles nervously.

" Then what happened?" Jules asked eargerly.

" It was nothing like I ever felt before, I wanted to live for him and with him. I was so drawned to him that it scared me but he was there to assure me that nothing was gonna go wrong. I believed him. He was my mate after all. We got to know more about each other and he told me that he was a half vampire half werewolf but didn't state anything about his family. I wanted to know who he was where he came from, I was so fascinated. Being a were wolf came with a lot of advantage. he protected me, he was so possessive of me and he needed me and I have never felt so needed and wanted  in my whole life, God damnit I was so whipped." He said putting on a sad smile.

" I loved him like no other, he was a drug I was so addicted to, he mend me, all the pieces that were broke he brought them back together. He was so loving and so caring. No body loved me as insanely as he did. It was like I was his source of air, and so was he for me, I worshiped him. I couldn't do anything without him. I grew too attached, dangerously attached to him. I grew dependent on him. That without him I was miserable. We were so perfect." He concluded wiping a tear.