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V@mpire and the Ring
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The next morning, I woke up on the bed, with the blanket on top of me.
Weird how I end up here. Hope I didn’t sleep walk.
I slowly got up and I went to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
I went down stairs to the kitchen, because I was hungry.
“Vanessa, aren’t you suppose to be in bed right now?” Mrs.
Cohen asked.
“No, why?” I asked.
“Don’t you feel sick?” Mr. Cohen asked.
“No.” I said, “What’s the matter?” All of those worry faces were around me.
“Let’s talk about this after breakfast.” Mr. Cohen said. Jason
looked at me and I looked away.
The maiden made a heavy breakfast for me, I don’t even think I
could finish it. I quickly ate it anyways, shoving it in my face.
“Vanessa, are you sure you are feeling ok?” Mr. Cohen asked.
“Yes, I am positive.” I said and sat down on the couch when I was done.
“That’s unusual,” Mrs. Cohen said and Mr. Cohen nodded.
“What’s unusual?” I asked.
The looked at me and said, “You are suppose to be sick after you
eat the medicine. It is a pill to wake your inner self up.” they explained.
“Wait, you mean the ‘inner – self’ is a werewolf inside me?” I asked.
“Yes, but I don’t know why it is not working.” they said.-
“Maybe if she eats it long enough, it will work.” Mrs. Cohen said,
“The werewolf is probably deep asleep.”
“Sure you took the pills?” Mrs. Cohen asked.
“110 % sure.” I said.
“I have to investigate on this case. This never happen before.”
Mr. Cohen said and rubbed his chin.
“Is it possible that my wolf would never wake up?” I blurted it out
by accident.
“Never, that never happens before. I don’t think it is possible that
it could happen, because it has to wake up. But in your case, the pill
before the new one that I have prescribe, it for your wolf to calm
down. We have to make the wolf fall asleep, because you don’t know
how to control it. The inner you is very wild and you can’t control it.
But the silver pill wakes the wolf up. Now that you are grown up, you
are able to control it.” Mrs. Cohen explained.
My head spun.
“May I be excuse?” I asked.
They nodded, “I know this is a lot to sink in, but soon you will deal
with it. Now go up stairs and rest for a wait.”
I got up and headed for the stairs.
I walked into the room and threw myself on the bed.
I lay there on the bed thinking to myself. What happens if my wolf
wakes up, but I still don’t know how to control it?
And what will happen when I can’t control it, will I become weak like before?
The door opened and Jason walked in. He went to the computer
and turned it on. I was still lying on the bed. I turned on my head to face him.
“What are you doing? I am bored.” I said and got up, walking up
next to him.
“Nothing, just the wedding.” he said and I looked at the screen.
I walked over to sit on the window seat.
“Can at least a day pass without the wedding being mention?” I
asked and looked out the window.
The forest looked different in the daylight. Instead of the creepy
and dark one, it was full of green and I could hear the animals, since
the window was open.
“I am sorry. You’re right, the wedding is far away and it is
uncomfortable for it to be mentioning every second of the day.” he
said and got up.
I looked at him, “Tell me,” I said, “Do you want this wedding,
anyways?”
He stared at me for a while, “Well, this wedding is a big part of
my life. It is something that I want to remember for the rest of my
life.” Than he looked away, “I want to marry someone that I love and
that person will . . . love me back.”
There was a moment of silence in the room, an uncomfortable
silence.
“What happens if the person you’re marrying to doesn’t . . . love
you back?” I asked. It was weird asking this question and it felt weird
when it came out of my mouth. The atmosphere shifted, it was
awfully silence and I feel it was uncomfortable to ask a person that,
but I have to know.
It was quiet for a whole minute. I thought he forgot the question,
when he finally spoke, “Can we drop this subject?”
I looked out the window.
I wondered to myself, How am I going to survive?
“Jason,” I said, “I have a lot of questions about – ”
“I said don’t bring the topic up.” Jason said.
“I’m not,” I said.
“Than what is it?” He asked and sat down on the sofa and run his
hand through his hair.
“Is there such things as mates in werewolf world?”
“Yeah.”
“I was wondering is it true that you could only love your mate and
you can’t pick who your mate is.” I asked. I felt silly.
“Where did you hear that?”
“Stories? Fairy tale? Fantasy?” I questioned myself.
“Well, it is true because your mate is chosen by your soul. And
you have to love your mate no matter what. You are not force to love
your mate, but you just naturally love your mate. Your mate is your
other half. If your mate dies, than you can never love someone and
you will die along with your mate. Even if you did love someone, you
don’t have that type of feelings that you get from your mate. In some
rare cases, a female werewolf could have more than 1 mate. But in
that case, the werewolf happens to get angry and fight. They would
fight for the female and the last one standing is proven to be the real mate.”
I nodded.
“Is it true that werewolf eat raw meat?” That question disguised
me, but I have to find out.
He chuckled, “Unfortunately, yes.”
I gasped and said, “Ewww!”
He laughed.
“Oh, let’s move on to the next question.”
“Wait, so you are saying that after I am not sick, I can really eat
raw meat and think it is the best thing in the whole world?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Jason chuckled.
Than I paused, I left a thought wonder.
“And you are also saying that we are . . . mates?” I asked really quietly.
I almost think that he didn’t hear me and let that question leaves,
but he answered me instead.
“I guess, because my mom and dad won’t make me marry
someone that I can’t love.” Jason whispered, and I didn’t think I
would hear that, but I did.
“Oh,” I said and than there were silence in the air. I looked out of
the window and leaned on the wall.
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