Page 7
Story: Fated for Her
I nodded in response to her question and then hugged her right away. She picked me up and held me on her hip while rubbing my back. This is the first time someone has loved me like this; it feels good. I grab her hair and run my fingers through it. It’s long and pretty.
After that, I saw my uncle. He was walking strangely, and his face looked droopy. I wonder if he drank his magic water again. He walked up to us and was about to yell at my new mum and me when he suddenly stopped and smiled at her. I looked up at my mom, and she smiled back.
A week later, she moved in. Her name was Meredith, and she was a werewolf. She was married to my uncle. He stopped drinking and got his life back on track. She was a beautiful wolf with a light grey coat. She would lie down in the grass in our backyard and let me comb my fingers through her fur and put butterfly clips in her coat. Meredith went for a run one day and never came back.
Uncle Wade started drinking again. This time it was worse; he would hit me if I was around him. When I cried about my mom, he would yell at me and say that she wasn’t my real mother, that my mom and dad left me with him, and that they didn’t love me. He would forget to give me food. Meredith would always give me things, and we would even bake cookies together. She would ask me if I wanted more brothers and sisters, and I would always say yes. She wanted another child like me.
I’ve never seen a picture of my birth parents, but I’ve always been able to picture Meredith. I didn’t get to steal the last picture I had of her when I ran away. There is a picture of her and me on the swings at the park. I’m smiling at the camera, and she’s smiling down at me. She always smiled at me.
*********
I’ve never been threatened by werewolves; they’ve only ever loved me. Meredith was the only real parent I had, and she left after two years.
I leaned in and kissed him when I saw his silver eyes slowly turn back to their bright white. He tried to kiss me more, but I pulled away.
“Zayn, I work here, remember?” I tell him off. He just laughed and pulled me close again, hugging me.
“Meet me after work. I’ll be waiting here,” he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck again. I nodded my head because I didn’t trust my voice. After that, I slowly got back up on my feet and tried not to fall while on my skates. Then I went back to work taking orders and giving out food.
Sienna’s point of view
He was still sitting in the corner booth of the diner when my shift ended, just like Zayn had said. To say the least, I was very tired. I walked over to him, trying not to let my eyes droop. Zayn met me halfway and hugged me. I was so happy to be in his arms that I fell asleep before I knew it.
Zayn’s point of view
She looked very tired. I walked up to her and hugged her. Right away, I could feel her pulse slow down and her breathing get deeper. My sweet angel had dozed off in my arms. I picked her up, said goodnight to Clyde, and got in my car. At this point, I was holding Sienna on my hip. I opened the car with my free hand and slowly set her down in the seat. When I let her go, her face scrunched up. I gently closed her door and then went to my side and buckled both Sienna and myself in. After that, we left.
It took me about thirty minutes to get home. I got to the Packhouse quickly, picked up Sienna again, and went inside. There was a lot of room in the Packhouse. My parents wanted a lot of kids, but my mom couldn’t have any more, so they were very happy to have me.
I went up to my room. My room was important because it had big windows that looked out over the forest in the back. My mum redecorated it when I turned seventeen, saying that it had to be nice for a lady to live with me. My mother made my bathroom look like a million bucks. She even put women’s products under one of the sinks, along with a hairbrush, a curling stick, and a hair dryer. It was disgusting that she put condoms at the bottom of my drawer. My room was on the other side of the house from my parents, which was nice because it gave us more privacy. I closed the door softly and walked over to the bed. I carefully put my angel down and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm.
After that, I took a shower. I went into the closet, got some black trousers and a black t-shirt, and went to the bathroom.
Sienna’s Point of View
I felt like I was on a cloud that smelt really good. I opened my eyes when I smelt Zayn. When I sat up, I saw that a soft, plush teal blanket was covering me. As I looked around, I quickly realised that I was in the most beautiful room I’d ever seen. There was a tiled fireplace and a cabinet in front of me. I thought the cabinet held a TV. There was a couch to my right that was right next to three big windows that looked out over a beautiful forest. I stood up from the bed and my feet landed on a soft carpet. I quietly walked around the room and opened a door that I thought led to a bathroom or a wardrobe. It was the closet, and it was a big one. I opened it up and saw that one side was full of Zayn’s shoes while the other was empty. There were dark wood cabinets in the closet. I saw all of Zayn’s trousers and shirts when I opened one. There was a round mirror, racks for shoes and handbags, a seat and a makeup desk on the other side of the closet, where his things weren’t.
As I turned to leave, I saw Zayn. He was leaning against the door frame of the closet and smiling at me. His hair was wet. He must have washed up.
“Watch a doing in here, babe?” he said in a low voice. I smiled back. He didn’t trust my voice, so he walked up to me, put his hands on my waist, and leaned forward.
My mind screamed, “Zayn is going to kiss me!” I was so happy I leaned in, and then his lips touched mine. My body was filled with joy, pleasure, and pure bliss. His lips felt so soft against mine. Zayn kisses me softly and with a lot of love and care. As we kissed more deeply, I felt more feelings come out, like compassion and need.
I heard a woman say, “Aww honey, look who Zayn brought home,” as I pulled away from Zayn. Who might I say looked angry with the woman?
“Mom! Really? Now you want to come in?” Zayn was not happy at all, but his face was bright red, which made him look cute for being embarrassed.
I didn’t know what was happening until I was pulled out of his hands and looked at his mom.
“Oh honey, you’re the cutest thing on earth. But boy, are you skinny? Don’t worry, we’ll have to feed you double that way. You guys can make the cutest grandbabies. Oh! I’m so excited to be a grandmother. Oh, and dear, you can call me Marlene. Oh, wait, no! Call me mum!” She squealed.
“Gr-gr-grandbabies. Babies! I’m sixteen! Well, seventeen next Friday, but I’m not old enough, and I have school?” I stuttered.
Zayn doesn’t even seem to care that his mum brought up babies.
After that, I saw my uncle. He was walking strangely, and his face looked droopy. I wonder if he drank his magic water again. He walked up to us and was about to yell at my new mum and me when he suddenly stopped and smiled at her. I looked up at my mom, and she smiled back.
A week later, she moved in. Her name was Meredith, and she was a werewolf. She was married to my uncle. He stopped drinking and got his life back on track. She was a beautiful wolf with a light grey coat. She would lie down in the grass in our backyard and let me comb my fingers through her fur and put butterfly clips in her coat. Meredith went for a run one day and never came back.
Uncle Wade started drinking again. This time it was worse; he would hit me if I was around him. When I cried about my mom, he would yell at me and say that she wasn’t my real mother, that my mom and dad left me with him, and that they didn’t love me. He would forget to give me food. Meredith would always give me things, and we would even bake cookies together. She would ask me if I wanted more brothers and sisters, and I would always say yes. She wanted another child like me.
I’ve never seen a picture of my birth parents, but I’ve always been able to picture Meredith. I didn’t get to steal the last picture I had of her when I ran away. There is a picture of her and me on the swings at the park. I’m smiling at the camera, and she’s smiling down at me. She always smiled at me.
*********
I’ve never been threatened by werewolves; they’ve only ever loved me. Meredith was the only real parent I had, and she left after two years.
I leaned in and kissed him when I saw his silver eyes slowly turn back to their bright white. He tried to kiss me more, but I pulled away.
“Zayn, I work here, remember?” I tell him off. He just laughed and pulled me close again, hugging me.
“Meet me after work. I’ll be waiting here,” he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck again. I nodded my head because I didn’t trust my voice. After that, I slowly got back up on my feet and tried not to fall while on my skates. Then I went back to work taking orders and giving out food.
Sienna’s point of view
He was still sitting in the corner booth of the diner when my shift ended, just like Zayn had said. To say the least, I was very tired. I walked over to him, trying not to let my eyes droop. Zayn met me halfway and hugged me. I was so happy to be in his arms that I fell asleep before I knew it.
Zayn’s point of view
She looked very tired. I walked up to her and hugged her. Right away, I could feel her pulse slow down and her breathing get deeper. My sweet angel had dozed off in my arms. I picked her up, said goodnight to Clyde, and got in my car. At this point, I was holding Sienna on my hip. I opened the car with my free hand and slowly set her down in the seat. When I let her go, her face scrunched up. I gently closed her door and then went to my side and buckled both Sienna and myself in. After that, we left.
It took me about thirty minutes to get home. I got to the Packhouse quickly, picked up Sienna again, and went inside. There was a lot of room in the Packhouse. My parents wanted a lot of kids, but my mom couldn’t have any more, so they were very happy to have me.
I went up to my room. My room was important because it had big windows that looked out over the forest in the back. My mum redecorated it when I turned seventeen, saying that it had to be nice for a lady to live with me. My mother made my bathroom look like a million bucks. She even put women’s products under one of the sinks, along with a hairbrush, a curling stick, and a hair dryer. It was disgusting that she put condoms at the bottom of my drawer. My room was on the other side of the house from my parents, which was nice because it gave us more privacy. I closed the door softly and walked over to the bed. I carefully put my angel down and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm.
After that, I took a shower. I went into the closet, got some black trousers and a black t-shirt, and went to the bathroom.
Sienna’s Point of View
I felt like I was on a cloud that smelt really good. I opened my eyes when I smelt Zayn. When I sat up, I saw that a soft, plush teal blanket was covering me. As I looked around, I quickly realised that I was in the most beautiful room I’d ever seen. There was a tiled fireplace and a cabinet in front of me. I thought the cabinet held a TV. There was a couch to my right that was right next to three big windows that looked out over a beautiful forest. I stood up from the bed and my feet landed on a soft carpet. I quietly walked around the room and opened a door that I thought led to a bathroom or a wardrobe. It was the closet, and it was a big one. I opened it up and saw that one side was full of Zayn’s shoes while the other was empty. There were dark wood cabinets in the closet. I saw all of Zayn’s trousers and shirts when I opened one. There was a round mirror, racks for shoes and handbags, a seat and a makeup desk on the other side of the closet, where his things weren’t.
As I turned to leave, I saw Zayn. He was leaning against the door frame of the closet and smiling at me. His hair was wet. He must have washed up.
“Watch a doing in here, babe?” he said in a low voice. I smiled back. He didn’t trust my voice, so he walked up to me, put his hands on my waist, and leaned forward.
My mind screamed, “Zayn is going to kiss me!” I was so happy I leaned in, and then his lips touched mine. My body was filled with joy, pleasure, and pure bliss. His lips felt so soft against mine. Zayn kisses me softly and with a lot of love and care. As we kissed more deeply, I felt more feelings come out, like compassion and need.
I heard a woman say, “Aww honey, look who Zayn brought home,” as I pulled away from Zayn. Who might I say looked angry with the woman?
“Mom! Really? Now you want to come in?” Zayn was not happy at all, but his face was bright red, which made him look cute for being embarrassed.
I didn’t know what was happening until I was pulled out of his hands and looked at his mom.
“Oh honey, you’re the cutest thing on earth. But boy, are you skinny? Don’t worry, we’ll have to feed you double that way. You guys can make the cutest grandbabies. Oh! I’m so excited to be a grandmother. Oh, and dear, you can call me Marlene. Oh, wait, no! Call me mum!” She squealed.
“Gr-gr-grandbabies. Babies! I’m sixteen! Well, seventeen next Friday, but I’m not old enough, and I have school?” I stuttered.
Zayn doesn’t even seem to care that his mum brought up babies.