ATLAS’ POV“Do what you want to do! Go on”Christabel snarls at me with her eyes peeking out with my hands holding her neck very firmly. Her breathing is very ragged and Pouring into my face. “Go on, Atlas! Just punch me and let it all out! Just do it and save me from this pain that tears my heart into shreds! Please just do it” she shudders as tears continue to pour out from her eyes.I am grinding my teeth and Gaping at her teary face. I close my eyes for a second and flip them back open to control my anger. I think what I am doing right now is just transferring an undue aggression to her. She seems so harmless and all I can see in Her eyes is affection. She is the first person that I have raised my hand at that doesn’t flinch but actually gives me a free pass to go on and kill her. “Just leave” I mutter and loosen my grip on her on her neck. Her neck is red and lines of my fingers tropes around it. She lifts her hands and rubs it on her neck. I spin suddenly and sit on the couch
CELINE’S POVI am heading towards Harley's room after leaving the doctor. I don’t know what I am thinking right now, but there are a couple of things crowding my head. I deck my head downwards as the words from the doctor hits me again. The mentioning of Harley’s extraordinary healing is something that has got me worried. I don’t know if I should be worried or not. I guess I ought to be worried because there is a high tendency that She has turned into a werewolf. I break on my movement and my legs become momentarily frozen. A lot of questions troop into my head and I have my face like a child who wants to poop but can’t push it out. Chunks of sweat form on my face as I place my hand behind me and rub softly on the side of my waist. “Please, that shouldn’t happen. No! No” I wank my head a si reaffirming myself Fay my medley as though I am talking to someone. Someone nudges me so hard. Oh, I am in the presence of others. I lol a round but I can’t see anyone that it me. I guess it’
ATLAS’ POV“What’s wrong?” Christabel quiz with her eyebrows curved. I pull away from her completely. I just feel weird and unpleasant with everything I was about to do. All of a sudden, the whole act is irritating to me. Trust me, u don’t know what’s wrong with me. I have a strong boner, but using it is the problem. For just no lucid reason, I don’t feel the urge anymore. “Just leave.” I pick up her shadier on the floor and hand it over to her. She gives me a flummoxed stare. “What do you mean? We were both enjoying ourselves. Why did you stop ? Did I do something wrong?“ She heaps at me a series of questions. Unknowingly to her, I am vacant of answers for her. There is this bewildering hole in my heart. “No! You did nothing wrong. It’s just that I don’t want it!“ I flush out. She stands up from the couch with the shirt still enclosed in her hands. I stand a little off from her. She walks up to me and places her hand on my back and then around my arm.I feel slight itchiness a
ATLAS’ POVI rush up to Christabel that is in the blood bleeding her life out. I feel a cold spasm on my feet as I gloat at her completely unconscious in the pull of her own blood. I bend down and grab her on the floor with her hands dangling whilst in my arms. Her blood drops mommy clothes and stains it. “Fuck!“ I growl and grasp her firmly. I wag my head in anger. I never knew she was going to do such or I wouldn’t have let her. I thought it was her usual empty threats of saying she can’t leave without me.Why in the first place would one want to kill herself because a man rejects her love? This is one of the reasons why I say love makes you weak and you tend to do things you won’t do with a clear head. I rush her to the car while still heaving in my arms. I pave her in the back seat while I rush up to the front driver seat and start the car. I drive out of the compound and match the accelerator with all my might. I grab the sleeves of my already stained white shirt and fold it
CELINE’S POV“Wait! You feel differently?” I ask with my heart hest heightened up. I know I asked her that for an answer, but I wasn't expecting to hear that from her so it threw me off board. “Yes, I sure do feel weird.” She nods frantically as though saying something casual. My heart is stuttering as it pummels. I am sure that I have started something that I can end.My imagination flares as I start imagining how I’d explain everything to Harley since she is a werewolf? She looks at me with contracted eyes.I am sure she can pick out the nervousness embroidered on my face. Dull eyes seem attractive. I look at her to pick out any signs of being a werewolf but I can’t see any.Her nails look very short and okay. I know it’s supposed to be that way but. Gosh! I don’t even know what I am saying. I wipe my rugby when On my face to clean up the imaginary sweat on my face.“What wrong? I think you are the one feeling weird now” she chuckles and stretches out her hands to me. I snicker
ATLAS’ POVMy eyes roll at my blood stained shirt while I stand outside at the corridor, ogling my eyes still trying to get a clear reason for christables actions. It's bewildering how someone can do such just for the sake of some seeking love. I have always said that love is for weaklings. Love is for those who do not know their worth and do not have things to do. Love is for those who do not have a purpose in life. Love should be a thing that is erased from the existence of life. There is nothing what do ever that is going to make me become such a weakling for some stupid emotions to the extent of wanting to kill myself because the person I supposedly love doesn’t reciprocate It.I have always locked that feeling far away from my heart and actually I don't have a heart so I don't even bother having the fear of ever falling in love. I lean my back on the wall and relax wholly with my hands placed in front of me. The doctors are taking care of her in the Ic unit. I glint my stare a
CELINE’S POVI place my hand on Harley’s chest.the injury in her chest that is supposed to show that she was shot there is close to closing up totally. My eyes widened to the edges when I rest my hand on her body. She looks at me surprise but I don’t want to make her get suspicious “What’s wrong!?“ she quizzes as she still has her hand pressing on her chest. “It’s.. it’s nothing” I stutter and pull my hands completely away from her body. “I think I need to call the doctor to check up on you. I don’t want to take any chances, at all.” I say and turn to leave hastily headed to call the doctor.She grabs me by my wrist and holds me back from moving. Further away from her than the first step I have already taken. For someone who is sick, her grasp is quite firm. “You don’t have to. I am fine” she coughs out with her hand still huddled on her chest. Her yes now looking all dull.“Are you kidding me? How can you say that you are fine?” I grab her hand and move backwards.I place my ha
CELINE’S POVAtlas’ eyes flows its gaze on me as though there is something about my face that marvels him. His brows are firmly curved and his edges quite deepened. I have literally lost contact with my tongue. I can't articulate any sound talk more than a sentence. I am all numb as I watch him gape at me as though he wants to devour. The look in his dark eyes can pull the soul out of anyone. I am trying so hard not to cringe at his sight. I think my silence has made him lose his cool or rather patience. He pushes a step forward with eyes eyes lurking all over my body. I Joel tenaciously to the spot I am standing. I think it’s time for me to move backwards. My left leg leads the way. He continues coming closer to me whole I push myself backwards. I think I have met my end. I hit my back on the wall and spread my palms out. That doesn't stop him from coming even closer. I push down saliva as that’s the only thing I can do with my tongue, aid saliva down my throat. “I…. Ummm” I stut