I stood at the gate, long after Mike had gone down the routes. I had acted like I was going into the dorm, but I didn’t. I was too uptight to actually go into my room, lie on a bed and pretend that all was ok. I didn’t know what time it was. But, it should be midnight by now. That would make perfect sense for the hours lost. “How did I get here?” I asked myself as I rested on the gate. Nothing was making sense. A part of me knew Mike was right, but I wasn’t willing to accept it. I wanted to believe that Chloe will never hurt me. But, what if she does? I pulled away from the gate, and then took a walk around my school environment. I needed to clear my head and think. I walked around, with my hands placed on my thin waste. I couldn’t imagine the type of energy that thrummed my veins. I should be tired, but I wasn’t. My senses were so sharp, and acute. “I need you to help me discern if Chloe would hurt me or not?” I ordered. Nothing happened. I guess I was slowly becoming paranoid.
Darkness encroaches us into its web, and makes us feel things that we shouldn’t. I was lost in the darkness, and I thought I might never see the light anymore. But thoughts, and realities are two different things. It’s like I was being propelled forward with an invincible chain, and there would be no stopping what I may or may not be able to do. The force stopped me right in the middle of the forest. The exact same spot I had been attacked. I looked around, watching as the white tree slowly dissolved in white, and it was now a blinding light. Then, suddenly, I split in twos. The other part of me shuddered into a wolf, while the other one kept watching. It tried to see if I was actually what I am. Then, a hiss sounded in-between the middle of the tree trunk, and the wolf part of me growled, running into me. A gasp escaped my lips as I realised what was about to happen. My legs moved at the incite of my brain. I ran as fast as I could, with my wolf chasing after me. “Maya! Maya!”
I’d do anything to proof Mike wrong, but I couldn’t deny the tingle I had felt. It was as really as a part of my skin. I couldn’t switch it off if I wanted. I just couldn’t. Yet, I managed to walk away from him, for my pride wouldn’t take anything less. I went to a marathon of classes, careful to erase my thoughts of the previous day, and consequent drama that followed. I don’t want to suffer in my professional life like I was doing in my personal life. It would kill me. Well, the resolve came late, because this was my last class. I picked up my things, and walked out as quickly as I could. My subconscious kept looking out to Mike, and it annoyed me. I didn’t want to see his face after how he had spoken to me. It hadn’t been right. I did my best to put my head down as I passed multitude of students on my way out. There was no telling who might know me in the crowd, and I didn’t want anyone to know me. I wanted to blend, to remain insignificant to them. It was important that I did.
The alarm kept buzzing in my ears non-stop. Damn it! I didn’t want to wake up to this sad reality which happens to be my life. I just needed to escape, and do something else with my life. I needed to pretend. But, as I woke up, gasping for air, I knew that was a long time coming. I pushed my hair out of my eyes, and grabbed the watch. It was exactly 7 am. I was late! I needed to get to college now. A yawn escaped my lips, as I jumped out of the bed, and rushed to the bathroom to clean myself up. There was no proof that someone use the bathroom, which meant that Chloe had not come home last night. I unlocked the tap as I imagined that she had gone to the forest once more, for the dark purpose of hunting and killing werewolves. The pain stabbed at my chest. Thinking about her evil tendencies made it more real that maybe I might be in danger. Yet, I wanted to know if my assumptions were indeed true or I was just plain paranoid. It was important to know these things and understand why p
His fingers dug into my skin, grounding me down, and making my heartbeat go up an octave that I hadn’t thought was possible. I found myself looking right at him. I tried to divulge the look in his eyes, but I ended up grasping at nothing, only to feel like I was melting into him. It was beyond ridiculous, but still, intense. He helped me maintain my balance, and slowly his hands fell off my arms and stood at his side. I pushed the stray coils away from my eyes, as I looked away from him. “M…” “What were you thinking, Maya?” He snapped suddenly, swallowing my words. I made a move to say something, but he barely pursed. “You can’t cross the road anymore? What the hell is wrong with you?” He shot on enraged. I looked right at him, my confusion evident in my features. He was literally glaring at me. I couldn’t get it. Why was he talking to me like this. It didn’t make any sense. “L…” “What? Tell me what do you want to say? I’m sure you must have heard the horn of that vehicle, but s
I walked back to the my hostel, feeling so much better. It was so nice to have such a refreshing conversation with Mike. He may be annoying, but I knew I could count on him when push comes to shove, and that gives me immense relief. The shrill sound of my phone brought me out of light-headed thoughts, and I dug into my purse, taking the phone out. Mom was displayed in bold letters across my flat screen, with a smiley face to take the crown. My smile went impossibly huge. “Mom,” I cried, as I swiped the call button. Her laugh was infectious on the other side of the phone. Jeez1 I had missed that laugh. I guess those things never dies down no matter how old one was. “My angel,” she said softly. I took a shaky feet in front of the next, as I turned to my lane. “Mom, I’ve missed you. Tell me, are you eating healthy crunches? I don’t want to hear how much you can’t live without chocolates. They aren’t healthy at all. Focus on taking the healthy crunches. The ones I get you from Walmar
“What do you think of werewolves?” “What?” Chloe snapped in disgust. I shifted awkwardly on the pillows. “I mean, do you read fantasy books? There are a lot of sub-genres on that genre. So, I was just asking. So, do you like werewolf books or vampire books?” I asked calmly. Chloe grabbed a disk, and then proceeded to slot it into the DVD. Her face was artfully imprinted in disgust. I swallowed her, as I watched her. She seemed to be battling with her emotions. “You say a lot of crazy things, Maya. Those things don’t interest me. It’s just gross. There are a lot of intriguing books where you can learn so many amazing things, then why get stuck in some fantasy. The world is hard enough,” she said in distaste. I laughed nervously, trying to mask the pain I was feeling. “Oh, come on Chloe! It’s not that bad. I believe that we all crave to move into another world every once in a while. Like, I had this friend who was obsessed with werewolf books. She imagined to be one at some point, a
The feelings I felt took me by surprise. I haven’t realised that I’ve gotten to this extent of feeling such an intense emotion for Mike. Ian had always been my crush, and since when did I start feeling things for Mike? It took my breath away. His hands touched either side off the wall, trapping me in, and making me breathless. I couldn’t help but look at his lips, and watched the way he bit it. Damn it! The door sprang open, and a figure steeped into the light. It was none other than Mike’s mother. She looked at them immediately, and could see that they were hiding between the wall and the shelf. I swallowed hard, my cheeks growing crimson in embarrassment. Ok, this is not how your potential crush’s mother should walk into you. No! Mike isn’t my potential love interest. He… “Come out of there you two. Hiding won’t help your cause,” she said easily. Mike brought his hands down, and slowly guided me out of the trapped space. Our bodies glided together, and if I thought the heat w