"What's your problem with me," I shouted back, my eyes starting to burn and my neck tightening, I was not about to cry Infront of this asshole, "please tell me why you just have to make my life a living fucking hell more than it already is."
His eyes met mine and I saw the pain and regret swimming in his dark green eyes, like if this was the last thing he wanted to do to me, but I don't trust it, I want to but I don't.
"What's my problem with you?" he replied, his eyes fixed on mine, reading them for any other emotion other than the hate I had boldly displayed, "my problem is that your constantly on my mind, and I can't get you out no matter what I try. Your my addiction Vee, your my drug."
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One driven by a need to escape his terrible faith, the other driven by a desire for something new, both faith's clashed together twisting into one. Vincent was chasing his dreams, the only escape for him and his sister, away from the hell they've been unlucky to be born into. After experiencing terrible things from his past, he grew walls around his heart, making sure that no one who was allowed ever got over them. Asael was born with everything, wealth, looks and great parents, but to him having everything makes you unamused at a point, it makes you look for something worth less but costs everything at the same time. After both individuals clash for a business deal they start drawing closer to each other, like a solar eclipse, a beautiful sight to see but dangerous at the same time. This is what happens when a water-based soul, calm but dangerous, meets a fire-based one, fierce but helpful.
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.