Novel & Cerita Imperfect

I nodded. “I feel so ashamed of myself. I could’ve controlled it but I didn’t. I just embarrassed myself out there. I know I’m not the perfect Luna for the pack but I’ve been trying hard to be perfect and now, I destroyed everything because I couldn’t control my temper,” “Hey,” he held my face in his large palm and gave me a small smile. “I didn’t ask for you to be perfect because you’re already perfect for me, Canim. Whatever happened out there today needed to happen. It’s okay if you feel and but don’t beat yourself up for it. Your imperfections are what make you perfect to me, alright?”

The sound of my cries echoes through the house and she holds me tighter, whispering sorry over and over again. I can never hate this woman. Despite the pain and distance between us, the love I have for her is unconditional. She could never be perfect, and neither could I, and that's fine because love doesn't require perfection. It thrives in the imperfect, messy moments of life. I realize that a little too late but better late than never. "I missed you too, Mom. I'm so sorry."

The drive home seemed like it took forever- even though it was only about 20 miles. I was hoping I didn’t crush Will’s self confidence too easily. I felt awful that he had went through such a terrible accident that would leave him without an arm, and just when hope was attainable for him to be able to fit in, he was deemed unacceptable by society. People were always so judgmental and and broke my heart… especially since he seemed like such a nice guy.

--- “Because perfection isn’t real.” The world pulsed faintly again. --- Not in harmony. --- In resistance. --- Like something inside it— --- Was pushing back. --- The people moved— --- But not as smoothly as before. --- Small hesitations. --- Tiny inconsistencies. --- Barely noticeable. --- But growing. --- The system responded instantly. --- Adjusting variables. --- Reducing deviation. --- Rewriting behavior faster— --- More aggressively. --- But every correction— --- Created another delay. --- Another gap.

He asks warmly, an affectionate twinkle in his eye. “Oh, don’t say that. I’m so tired of getting credit for things that just so happened to occur in my general vicinity.” I complain, slumping back and rubbing my full belly. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliments… I just… perfection is an impossible thing to live up to… and I am so far from perfect it’s laughable. I don’t want to end up with a reputation that I’m destined to fall short of – I’m only human after all.” A moment after the words leave my mouth, I realize they aren’t true. “I mean, not human, but I’m just a person like everyone else.”

Absolutely perfect. ~The End~

Who I'd stay being. Imperfect. Tired. Scared. Human. Real.

A large air conditioning unit blew out cool air. Gen and I took a seat and waited. And waited. And waited. "How much longer? I'm becoming hungry," Gen asked. I was becoming irritated. I tapped my nails on the surface of the table and looked at my wristwatch. The door finally pushed open and an elderly man appeared. I stood and Gen did the same. "Good afternoon. I'm King Charles the Third. Welcome to Conovia." "It's a pleasure Your Highness. I'm Emily Hollen, and this is Generosa Sky."

Zenia's POV "I know last night was irksome, and I apologize for everything, especially EJ." It was Saturday morning, Anton and I were taking a stroll through the park. "You don't have to apologize for his behavior towards me. I know he doesn't like me because he believes I'm standing in his way." Sharing a small laugh we walked over to a bench, licking ice cream cones. "He does care about you, you know that right?" "Actually, it's very complicated between he and I. It's like two steps forward then ten steps backwards. Today we're happy, then tomorrow it's a complete different story. I just want everything to stop or to slow down."

Song for the chapter : Perfectly Imperfect by Ada. *********** ~Kunmi~ It was Aminah parent's anniversary and I was supposed to be dressing up for the party but I just couldn't bring myself to stand up from my bed and get dressed. Aminah had sent their address immediately after our conversation on Thursday and she had even sent a reminder this morning.