A Weakened Heart: Juliette

Chapter 4 - 6

Chapter 4

When I awoke, my head was on Avan's chest. His hand was on my shoulder

and he was fast asleep, snoring softly. My mind was a bit foggy from sleep at first

but then I remembered why he was here. After my talk with Dominic, I was

crushed. Avan stayed in my room while I babbled on and on about Dominic and

comforted me when I cried. I needed him so much that I begged him not to leave

and I felt as though I was going to die when he left the room for a moment. He was

the only person that knew what happened to me and I guess that made me feel

close to him.

I barely even knew him yet I didn't want him to go; his warmth

reminded me of Dominic and he was all I was thinking about lately.

I looked at the clock in my room and it was saying 8:06. That was strange;

the last time it was saying the same time and that was before I went to sleep. I had

been asleep for hours. I remembered waking up and someone was giving me

something to eat but I was too sleepy to figure out the person.

I sighed and closed my eyes to see if I could fall asleep again. All I wanted to do was sleep. The

sudden knocking on my door made that impossible.

Avan awakes with a start and I groaned. There goes my comfortable spot. I sat up and my dad entered the room.

He smiled warmly at me and held up a beautiful lavender dress in a plastic bag.

"So," he asked. "What do you think?"

"It's beautiful," I said. "Who is it for?"

"Why, you of course. We're going to your friend Dominic's wedding. I can't

believe he's getting married so young. That girl must have really aroused his

Wolf."

"No," I whispered, covering my face with my hands to shut out the dress that

now added to my memory of Dominic. "I don't want to go, Dad. I'm not feeling to

go."

Dad looked a bit disappointed for awhile but that look then vanished.

"But why?" he asked, placing the dress on my dressing table. "We got an

invitation and Dominic wanted you to be one of the bridesmaids. Don't you want

to be there for the biggest moment in your friend's life? He giving himself

complete to the women he's going to marry. It's a life changing-"

"Shut up, Dad!" I cried out, tears streaming down my face now. "I don't

want to go because I hate him! He's a fucking devil and his wedding is going

to be shit!"

Dad looked a bit taken back at my outburst, but he quickly recovered and

pointed an angry finger at me.

"How dear you use such language in my house! I do

not appreciate you talking about that boy like that. You will go to that wedding