Sitting alone in my room, scanning through the open window as the breezy air flowed in, gave me more reason to remain drained in my thoughts. It's been more than five weeks now since mom and dad asked me to get prepared for I'll be going to college to continue my education, yet, none of them has said anything about it again. As I gazed through, seeing people of different heights walking by our building, with their hair swaying right behind them as the cool breeze did its magic in them, those funny thoughts I'd always hidden inside of me began to surface one after the other. "Hey, Wellintine!" Jannie called, bumping into reverie.I gasped, and then turned quickly. "You ready to leave now?" I asked, seeing her all elegantly dressed up already, as she was wearing a superabundant smile that almost got me tripping for her. She nodded, walking closer to me. "How do I look in this dress? You know I haven't worn it since Jerome bought it for me, and it's only spicy if I choose to wear it

It all seemed more like a dream to me when the slow clicking of the door crept into my being, and the creaking sound like that of a rusty gate, came overflowing in my head. "So you're still here sleeping, sleepyhead?!" Someone spoke. That voice I couldn't recognize, as my mind was muddled with sleep. I could hear faint footsteps flowing in, plastering softly on the wooden floorboard as they became more resounding in my head now. More like a flash, a quick slap lashed on my left thigh, and I jerked off from my bed. Panting heavily as I thought it was for real what my mind was telling me initially, I saw the direct opposite as I blinked and swallowed hard. "Jannie… w-what- I mean, why did you hit me like that? I thought it was mom..!" Having a mixed feeling now, Jannie cackled hard, slapping on her thighs as she did. "How could you be sleeping at this time of the day?"Time of the day…? What?!I didn't understand anything she was saying as I looked so lost before her eyes. "Huh?!

Drake's povThe moment I knew that something was missing inside of me, was the same time I knew I was supposed to attend to something of such nature, and act fast. Nothing seemed to be working, and I needed to fix things before they got worse. Racking my head, planning of how my next step was going to go, that annoying tone came crashing my world of thoughts."Alpha, the pack doctor is here to see you as planned." My Beta, Fillex, walked in and mentioned. I actually had another plan for the day, to go see my Luna and find a way to apologize to her and see if I could bring her over, 'cause obviously, we all need her here before it gets too late for us. But as it seems now, since the pack doctor is here, I just have to strategize. "Let her in." I commanded, and my beta left immediately. But not after bowing his head. I love it when people worship me; it gives me that sense of authority that I'm so much in control. I gazed through my window, and all of a sudden, the door burst open.

It was easy for anyone to notice that, the woman at the clearing desk for the supermarket was overworked and tired, her normal cheery smile and tone had vanished. For anyone around, the coffee brown skin, the cornrows, the braids, the scent of honey and herbs were a constant of Constance, no pun intended.Constance looked outside with forlorn eyes as she watched cars drive by, all headed to the new club. "God! I hate Marc! I hate him." She groaned as she rearranged the pile of sweets the seventh time. Her slim hands belied her weight and she disliked her obesity too, especially after she had her third child. She tried one of those TV exercise routines and she almost fainted, so she decided to go vegan. But she was failing terribly, because how would she make meals when this freaking store closes by midnight. She was lucky there was a shift. She looked around for customers, before popping one of the chocolate -covered coconut candy in her mouth."Delicious!" She sighed as she smacked h

"Well! Well! Well! I knew my boss knew talent when he sees one. Look at the ribs they look scrumptious. Just scrumptious!" Barnes exclaimed as he came in. Constance rolled her eyes and sat on the kitchen stool, everything ached in her. She kneaded for hours on end and some of the recipes called on full on manpower. She was surprised she made it out alive. "I am going to call in the Master..." Barnes was interrupted by a quick clap that scared the both of them. They both turned to face Elliott, who was dressed to the nines. Constance swallowed as she dragged her gaze over everything on him, it was like the tuxedo was molded on him. She caught his eyes and looked away as she saw disapproval. "For a married woman with children, you are quite the wayward one. But that is not the matter now. Barnes have a taste of the meals, I don't want my family poisoned." He said as he walked behind her. Constance drew a sharp breath as Barnes tasted each food murmuring his approval. "I am proud of yo