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#10 in maturity-9/11/19
# 9 in bloodandgore-December 2, 2019
#36 in aesthetic- 9/20/19
His face softens, "You really don't know what you are, do you?" He caress my cheek as if it's the most fragile thing he's ever touched...
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"Im Peter-Who and what are you?" Peter growled. I felt something in my chest vibrate. It was a weird feeling-I'm sure it had to do something with Roman or the mating bond. It always does now.
I can feel him inside me still. Damn, I can't even leave this town without the mate pull literally pulling me back. To be honest that's some wacky shit.
It's hard to believe a few weeks ago, before I came back to Hemlock Grove, I was living a normal life and didn't know weird shit like this was possible. I had so many questions like Is the Fairy real to? A mermaid? Ghoul? Medusa?
How could the society or government hide this? You'd figure the truth Would get out or they would just overthrow humanity ya know? Or maybe I'm just overwhelmed and overthinking way to much.
Before I knew the man, Peter, came closer to me and pushed me. It wasn't to easy nor hard, but it was enough to get my attention.
"Oh! Yeah-I am sorry I zoned out ... well I'm not exactly sure yet it's confusing at the moment..." he stared at me for what seemed like a few minutes before I spoke once again.
"Roman... you know him... you was at his house.. I'm his-uhhhh... he said I'm his.... mate?... but, I don't really know what I want right now and I just want to go home... so can you please not tell him I left yet..." I stuttered while I looked down as if my shoes was the most interesting thing.
You're honestly stupid if you think Romans friend would choose you over him. The fuck. I'm shaking my head in you're head.
She's back. Ugh.
I squated and held onto my head as of trying to protect myself or pry this demon out of me. Who knows.
"Ohhh..."
In the corner of my eye, I see a purple flower. Something was telling me I have to be near it.
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I want to touch it.
My legs moved on their own and before I knew it I blocked everything out except the thought of the flower.
