I stared at the sky and screamed with everything I had, "Why? Why am I still stuck in here? Why was I not taken away with him too? There is no point of living a life like this anyway," as my voice broke towards the end, and tears spilled down my face. I could feel the rage all over my body.
It took me a while to figure out that my tears were coupled with profuse sweat. Before I registered anything else in my mind, I fell out of breath, and then everything was black.
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I do not own the original book of "The Fault In Our Stars". It's a novel written by John Green, and I fell in love with it as soon as I read it. It has also been adapted to a film of the same title, if you are interested.
This sequel is just a figment of my imagination, and it continues the story of Hazel Grace Lancaster, after she lost the star-crossed love of her life, Augustus Waters, to cancer.
Hazel, a cancer afflicted teen herself, lost complete hope on whatever of her life is left, and just about survives through each day. But when possibilities knock on her door again, will she, can she, accept them? Will she truly be able to move on, with memories of Gus haunting her every step of the way?
Paranormal Romance (Werewolf)
You know that movie Jerry Maguire? It's about this sports agent who got fired for suddenly having a conscience. Anyway, there's this very romantic scene by the end of the movie when Jerry made this very heartfelt and passionate declaration to his wife. Those words would melt you into a puddle and make you burst into tears thinking, "I want to have that kind of love!"
Well that very sweet scene did not happen on this story, not all of it anyway. Don't get me wrong it was heart wrenching, very much so, and there was a passionate declaration. But instead of saying the oh so loving, oh so sweet and oh so scripted "I love you. You complete me..." like Jerry did in the movie, my 'mate', the other half of my soul and the one who 'completes' me said, "I hate you. I wish you were dead!" He said it with disgust and anger burning in his eyes. He didn't run into my arms like he was supposed to, he ran away from it.
But who could blame him? Jerry Maguire was right. We live in a cynical world and we work on a business of tough competitors. Why would my mate want to be with me? He'd be shunned and be forever laughed at. Aside from the fact that I was male, I'm basically useless to him because I'm a werewolf who can't phase. He's an alpha. He could have anyone he wants. And me, well, I'm on the bottom of the pack, the runt of the litter.
The council didn't know what to do with me. They couldn't kill me since it could drive my mate insane, even if he didn't want me. I can't kill myself because it would probably have the same effect on him. I have to live but I can't be with my mate and my pack. So I made it easier for everyone, I ran away.
I always believed in the saying "Out of sight, out of mind." What I didn't consider was the possibility that they'd come after me and forcefully bring me back.