Tame Me

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Parker's POV:

If I were honest with myself, I would hate myself for being an asshole. But what's the fun in that? I still had some of her clothes from the day by the lake. I inhaled the scent every night, since I couldn't sleep, smelling her alluring fragrance of raspberries and champagne. The man in me has come to terms that she will never come back. The wolf on the other hand, dogs on me (haha, puns.) every moment of us being apart. My mind has been in a perpetual state of being in rated r; my wolf keeps bringing up memories of us kissing and loving each other.

I haven't eaten regular meals since the incident. My wolf is blaming me, but I needed him to realize that she had hurt my feelings. He just kept growling unconditional love, you bastard. Insomnia kept me awake almost every single night, including tonight.

I ran almost every day because my wolf was rampant. Part of me was saying, Go back to her and beg her forgiveness! and the other part was saying she didn't wait for you. She doesn't deserve you. I wondered how she was doing. The last time I saw her, she was crying and bleeding on the bathroom floor, which wasn't like her at all. 

Listening to the song Sleepless by CAZZETTE and sniffing her wonderful aura of raspberries and champagne, I teared up. I tried to cry quietly since my roommates were sleeping in the beds beside me. 

It kills my heart to know

You don't think this love could grow

'Cause anywhere you'd go

You know I would follow

'Cause I'm sleepless about you

Sleepless about you

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Burgundy's POV:

The last thing I remember was being carried bridal style into our dorm and placed on my bed. When I woke up, neither Maxine nor Nellie were in the room with me. Someone had changed me into a big tee and put some blankets over me. I yawned and stretched, then walked into the mini-kitchen to make myself some coffee, trying to get rid of my hangover. While sipping the coffee, I realized that I hadn't felt this confident of myself in a long time. I became sad, remembering that I probably won't see Adam again. 

My phone buzzed on my bedside table, so I walked over there to pick it up, expecting Nellie or Max to be the caller. I answered with a "Sup, bitch."

"Yo, Adrian." A deep voice answered.

"Holy shit! Adam?" I asked, surprised.

"Hey Burgundy. Sorry about calling this early while you have a hangover. But I wanted to make sure that you were okay." He said

Don't swoon. I told myself. "Yeah, I'm doing okay. Just nursing it with about a gallon of coffee." I said, grinning. He chuckled, "I feel ya. Hey, if you're feeling better this evening, I wanted to take you out for some seafood. While I was carrying you into your dorm last night, your drunk ass told me to get you some seafood. So, I'm taking you tonight."

"What?" I screeched, "You carried me in here? Were you the one that changed my clothes?!"

"Well, yeah. I figured, 'Oh, my Adrian's not a high-moral person, it'd be okay to see her.' Besides, Burgundy, you had stuff covering your essentials." He ended with a laugh. 

I rolled my eyes violently. "A! Oh I forgot to tell you, I'm calling you A from now on so you won't know if I'm calling you 'Adam' or 'Asshole'. It's great, don't ya think?" I said grinning. 

He laughed, "I don't care what you call me, as long as you scream my name in bed tonight." he said evilly.

"You know," I began dryly, "If I were near you right now, that comment would have deserved a slap."

"And that comment," he said just as smoothly, "would have deserved a slap to the ass." 

"Goodbye, A." I said, about to hang up the phone.

"Be ready to go at six!" He yelled through the phone before I cut it off. sonofabitch.

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