The Werewolf's Chapter 10: Can we be anything?

Chapter 10: Can we be anything?

Alanis

He doesn't want to have anything to do with

and can I bla him? I hated him all my life and I didn't even know anything about him. Just the fact that he was not like

and he was on enemy territory. Now am I telling him that I don't feel that way anymore and I expect him to feel the sa.

Do I want to be friends with him?

No.

That cannot even work, no one will see us together and not asks questions but I want to see him, from ti to him and I want to talk to him. I want to eat breakfast with him and watch him express nervousness. I want to look at the confusion on his face when I say sothing he doesn't understand.

"You know running all the way ho will be faster," he smiles.

"Yeah but you're not strong enough. Rember you still need at," I remind him and his eyes open wide but it just for a second. He is confused again. God, I fucking love that expression.

"Fine," he agrees after a couple of seconds.

We get to my car and he is still quiet. I want to hear his voice again. I want him to talk to

and make jokes "What are you thinking?" I ask because for so reason I can't read his mind. I read everyone's minds, that's the only reason why I am such a good conversationalist. But Beau's mind is a blank.

Maybe he is not thinking about anything.

That's a possibility.

"I think I am still being punished right now. Maybe I am still dreaming, that's why you are still here"

Ouch.

being with him must feel like so sort of punishnt. I don't know if he is trying to hurt

with his words because it is working. Am I that bad?

"It was a joke. Being in the cave was supposed to be my punishnt for our fight," he explains and it all makes sense now. He got punished for our fight but nothing happened to . I feel even worse now.

"I'm sorry" I apologize.

He waves his hands in the air to brush off my apology and I start the car. I grab my flask from the cup holder and take a sip from it. "Is that blood, I can sll it all the way from here"

I nod. Human blood, this is the only downside to being immortal. We need this to survive. Without blood, we get weaker. I am not a fan of getting it directly from humans but every once in awhile, we need to. This is from a blood bank. Father knows soone and that's how we survive.

"Gross dude,"

I laugh "Says the person that eats raw at."

"From animals," he says like that is so sort of consolidation prize. The rest of the drive is quiet and when we get to the entrance of the woods. I park the car because I am actually not allowed there. I know I trespassed last night but it was for a good cause. Now he is here and it is not a good idea to pass my boundaries.

"Thanks, man" he reaches for the handle of the door "Wait," I stop him unsure of why but he stops and faces .

"I know you said we can't be anything but why not?" I don't even know what the fuck I am doing but I just want sothing from him—anything he gives

right now I will take with content.

"What do you an?" he is confused again.

"You said I don't cross your mind. I don't an anything to you, does that make

irrelevant. Can't we be sothing—anything?"

He frowns "Why do you want to be sothing. You've been fine all this while hating . Why does that have to change?"

I shrug "Because I don't hate you anymore. I don't want you to hate " I am literally baring out my dead heart to him. I don't do this mushy shit. I am not one to be this weak. What has changed?

"I don't hate you man; I hate your kind. I hate that you killed my people in the '90s. It happened there is nothing we can do about it but there is no good from us being friends. Nothing good will co from that and no one will accept it"

"I get that but don't you care that I had that dream? It must an sothing. Don't you think so?"

"You said you felt guilty, maybe it's so kind of power you have. When you think about soone you can see them?" he is creating excuses. He doesn't want to think about this. I can tell but I want him to understand that this isn't even just about the dream, it is about being with him. I feel sothing, I can't explain it but I have never felt this way before. I don't want to scare him; I don't want him to think I am so sort of freak but I want to be close to him.

I need to be close to him.

"Just et

halfway. Let's hang out tomorrow. Just drinks or sothing. If you still feel you want to continue hating , then I will leave you alone"

He shakes his head "No way man. I can't be seen in public with you" he doesn't an to but his words keep hurting . Unintentionally I know but it hurts that he wouldn't be caught dead in public with .

Shit.

He gets down from the car and I watch him walk away from . This fucking sucks, because I feel like he took a part of

with him.