Its been three days since the incident, I haven't seen Charles in these days and it makes me feel worried. Is he alright, is he sick? Did he get hurt? What happened to him? I bite my nails in frustration and panic spreads throughout my thoughts. "My dear, you shouldn't worry about him that much, Charles is very strong trust me, he's alright." I turn to Hailey who has been by my side throughout the incident, although am still a little shaken am glad I still have her support. "You should go see him." She suggests. Yes, that's right, I can't let him live in solitude because of me, I might not be a wolf or anything but I hope I can c

Sometimes, we believe we know people especially those ones who we've craved for and retained in that special place in our hearts. We believe that we know them, their laughter, their thoughts, their actions, their expressions so much that if a situation arises and we think of them, we think of what they would do in such a situation and the odds are that one of the variables we come up with will definitely reflect what they would do. But in this case, I'm looking at the expression on Charles' face and I'm completely lost. I feel like I'm standing in front of a stranger. How I never let myself act on my instincts is what baffles me.

He started to walk away, what did I expect. I should really stop having expectations. Apparently I'm worth nothing in his eyes. Suddenly, he stops in his tracks and turns in my direction. He's looking at something on his arm but I'm looking at his face trying to decipher his expression and didn't realize I had grabbed him by the sleeve. He held my hand and gently put it down. "Talk, I'm listening". He says. Funny because his eyes say he has a lot to say to me but he cannot say them.

I'm beginning to think that I overreacted. Jasper must be mad at me. The last four days has been the longest for me since I got here because he hasn't talked to me. If anything, he's certainly good at keeping grudges and I'm getting the idea to follow in his footsteps. "Good morning Diana." Not to forget everytime I try to forget what happened, this bitch shows up, she is getting on my last nerve. Apparently some women have no shame. "I'm sorry about what happened the other day. I'll talk to Jasper if you don't mind. He can be difficult at time." The audacity If I didn't know her already, I'd have probably falle

I smell old spice and lavender. It's comforting and familiar. That's the same way Jasper's room smells, I'll never tell him that I love that scent. Wait! Jasper's room, what am I doing here. He's supposed to be working in here with She who shall not be named.