Here I Am Novels & Stories

In rhythm with the beeps. If that thing spells idiot, I’m unplugging it. I stare at it through barely open eyes. Still confused. Still floating somewhere between dreams and reality. But now a new thought slowly rises through the fog. If I’m alive … where the hell am I? And where is Damion? Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

I opened the door, leaving just enough room to stick my head out. "Vanesa Lee?" I asked a little unsure. "That's right, if I'm not mistaken you are Elizabeth Hills." She placed her head on a laptop on her desk. "Exactly, it's me," I smiled. "Perfect, please come in and make yourself comfortable." I debated entering, I was sorry that he saw me in these looks, being my first day the first thing he would think of me is that I am surely one of those immature girls. I'm lost, but still I got in

I whisper. Tears run down my cheeks, smudging the red and black and white. “What are you?” And more importantly… what the hell am I still doing here?

As I woke up I felt a happiness run through me. I slowly sit up, since my body is still hurting. I am in one of the boys navy shirts and it smells amazing. I look around me and I feel so safe. Henry can't hurt noah and I anymore- is all that runs through my mind. WAIT NOAH!

And when she thought that she was far from Gia’s place a while back, she stopped while catching her breath. And when she checked, she was actually near the sliding door going to the garden. She put her one hand on chest specifically where the heart is while still catching her breath. “Oh! God! That was so tiring.” She said, talking to herself. “And why are you running?” Asked that voice behind her. Whoever owned that voice might have come from the garden. “Because Gia told me that Syke was there.” She replied, still catching her breath. “Are you trying to avoid me?”

The private room reeked of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with the distinct musk of werewolves, sharp enough to make me wrinkle my nose. I'd just rushed over from the pack clinic, still wearing my moisture-wicking athletic shirt that clung to my frame and showed off my lean build. It was unusual for an Omega. Most Omegas were delicate, but years of gripping scalpels had given me defined muscle along my shoulders and back. Right now, that definition had become a target for Grace Sullivan's attacks.

What am I doing here? I just found myself spraying perfume all over me and fixing myself. I'm just here at my house, yet I'm like this. "Of course, you won't let yourself be stinky. Especially, Cosmos is here with you." A voice in my mind echoed that made my brows crease. "No, I'm not trying to please him and I never will prove anything to him." I whispered with myself. "Ma'am, are you alright there?" Mira's shout that made me jump.

I c-can't breathe a-anymore. ©SKIES AMBRIELLE Votes and comments are, highly appreciated! Thanks for reading!>.<

Going back into my car I start the engine and I go home ---------- Amari POV: Morning 9 am "Shit" Waking up with a massive headache I quickly start scanning my surroundings Holy fuck how did I get here. I wobble to my bathroom sink and I turn on the tap. I start splashing water onto my face. Wiping my face with my face towel I look at my reflection in the mirror. God, I look so bad, wobbling back to my bed I search for my phone. Picking it up I start checking messages

kind. Because you told me you like me, I assumed you'd understand even without me speaking my feelings. Was I wrong? Or is it your feelings wasn't deep to begin with? She raised her head up to the dark grey clouds, and smiled bitterly at herself. Am I not the same? She then looked at the man who was hurrying to her with raincoats in hand. Are you . . . are you also the same? Did you misunderstand me too? Or is it . . . you simply didn't care?