My Cherry On Top

My Cherry On Top

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Her name was Cherry. The moment our eyes met was the moment I fell in love with her. **~~~** Cherry looks at me intensely, she says, "Do you know how much you mean to me? Your everything." I look away tears falling down my cheeks, I reply, "But your parents-" She cuts me off answering, "My parents will understand. My brother said he'd help us, remember?" Touching my cheek wiping the tears away with her thumb. Cherry then leaned in, and kissed me. Her mouth dominated mine, her tongue slipping in my mouth and tangled itself with mine. My arms go around her neck, pulling her closer, her hands traveling up my shirt, her touch made my skin tingle, and my mind buzz. Everything felt right. The kiss ended quickly, and we stood there. She lets go, and grabs my hand, and pulls me to her bed. She lays down next to me, putting the blanket over us, and holds me. She tells me her voice strong, and sure, "All I need is you." I smile, and repeat, "All I need is you." And I fall asleep in her arms.
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Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

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