My writing style changes from time to time so LOL.
Humans arent as bad as you think. Personally I love Erik for what he is, a human. Hes simple, he doesnt have an animal instinct that us werewolves do. Now you're thinking what could top the mating bond? Well Erik is more than just a first love to me, hes not exactly the oxygen I need to breathe but hes the luxury of what could have been. If I ever had a choice in who I loved that is. He represents everything I wish I could be like if I was human. Well if I was human, I would totally be into photography but advanced eyesight ruins that for me. Advanced sight just gives you the ability to look closer at the details of things, which isnt always good. Think of autumn leaves, so pretty in the photos, but when I look at them I see rotting leaves that are extremely fragile. So when I see the photos Erik takes of the pasting seasons, I learn to fall in love with change again. I could never control it growing up, with my mom being obsessed with this idea of LOVE, LOVE, LOVE and more LOVE. It was sickening, having princesses and princes shoved down your throat. I learn the hard way life isnt like that, and who is my mom to judge it. Afterall my father had left her in exchange for power, for a female wolf with a higher rank than my mother, he was consumed and intoxicated with the idea of power. So my upbring was never normal, I was bullied growing up, since afterall I had a personal grudge with the idea of love. I mean I liked the alpha's son, he was only one year older than me. And come on, I know its cliche but think about it. Imagine yourself a little girl who had been poisoned with the thought of true love, magic, and godmothers. I thought he and I were destined, Blake (the alpha's son) didnt think so. I had gotten so jealous that one day, I remember throwing sand into his eyes, yelling at him to "GO AWAY! Staring at other girls when I'm your mate." Yeah, turns out I'm not his mate. So EMBRASSINGGG... Anyway BIGGGG intro into my personality but it comes a regular day of my life.
A day in my life.
Look, I don't care who are you, and what you can or can not do. You will never know what happens in my house. So whatever happens in my home,no one can know about. Besides if I were to start my day on what happens in my home, you'll be listening to pages of my mom's blahing of an eternal kiss that would make me fall in love at first sight. Not happening. Period. Lets begin the day with Erik, the guy of my dreams literally, I mean he was the closest I ever gotten to the guy that appears in my dreams. Anywhoo, Erik is the sweetest thing you'll ever encounter.
"Hey Honey Bunch, you wanna grab breakfast right now" Erik said.
I tilted my head to the side, wondering what I did to deserve him, he served like a princess.
Erik kissed my forehead, wrapping his arms around me, and we stayed like that. At least for a while, and to me it was a break from everything. I needed it like I practically needed sleep. I needed Erik. Or maybe I just needed anyone who could save me from whatever is haunting me.
To be continued :D
