I’ve never stopped to think about how my life would’ve been when I met someone I wanted to be with. Living all by myself with grams was all I pictured when I looked forward to the future. But the choices, actions and doings that brought me to be locked up in my room staring at a twenty-three year-old guy looking embarrassed and ashamed to be caught lurking around a girls’ house.
I just smiled at him so he knew everything was alright. James shouldn’t just carry him out the way he was.
I looked at James frowning, starting to get annoyed for all the things he was causing me.
This morning he decided to go berserk on me and now against Jefferson. He is human, he shouldn’t be suffering because of a werewolf who apparently cannot die.
James let go of Jefferson’s shirt, the poor guy almost fel
