Fear..and Excitement. Is There A Difference?
YavonneYavonne had never been so satisfied with herself. Not only did she get his attention, but she peaked some other interests as well. The way he wore his expressions. she saw his lust for her displayed in his amazing eyes, and his member reacted just as quickly as well. The way he looked at her invoked two emotions which clashed together to soak her panties with equal vigor. She did, in some way fear him. any 17-year-old boy who had that much confidence should be feared, but matched alongside the fear was excitement. He wasn't like most boys their age, or even the older men who had wanted her, he didn't clumsily attempt to flirt or blush, he was in no way apologetic. Somehow..he still even looked mad while his eyes roamed down her then back up. She didn't want to say anything, they didn't need to exchange names or make plans, after all she may not be here tomorrow.
Instead, she walked off, matching the pace of the crowd, and stopped in a doorway to an empty classroom to listen in hopes of hearing a name. sadly, she couldn't catch anything over the noise of students clomping past like a heard of elephants, so she abandoned any further pursuit for the day, but the sense of accomplishment lasted, and left her smiling all day. Unfortunately, smiling apparently made her look all the more approachable, and that’s when she started to wonder if maybe her charms were wearing off?
She lost herself in memory trying to pin more strength. She was smiling as she bounced from the back doors of the school, Giddy with excitement. night swims had always been one of her favorite things to do. The moon and the water soaking into her bare skin, the silence and absence of the mechanical world, it all felt so intimate, so raw yet somehow still tender.
She was lost in thought when she felt eyes on her, she paused to look around, and to her delight realized it was him. She couldn't see his face from this distance, but he was quickly slowing down in his big grey truck, another boy in the passenger’s seat. Oh, she had gotten his attention. with another come get me smile she turned to go, hoping to leave him in the same confusion. she didn't look back again until she was rounding the path that led to sidewalk, well away from the main road he had been on. Then the shock settled in. Her charms had to be wearing down. Not only were people starting to notice her, but someone remembered her. Hours after one brief interaction, he remembered her.Dread settled deep into her skin, her heart thundering painfully until she felt like her skin might tear and let it leap loose onto the sidewalk. She had to do something, so she broke into a run. All the way home her feet pounded against sidewalk, road side, grass, and finally the wood of her small porch. she unlocked her apartment door and swung it open to stomp inside and slam it, leaning back against it a second later panting. A few seconds passed before she erupted into laughter.
Two things were very clear.
1. Somewhere along the way she had convinced herself she was being chased.
2. She was very out of shape, and if she was being chased, the unknown thing most definitely would have caught her.
She slid down slowly to sit, the door propping her up as she splayed her legs out Infront of her. She laughed still, laughed fully and deeply until her sides hurt. Until she cried from laughing, then cried from the memories her laughter brought. Her mother had always loved to make her laugh, which wasn't hard. Yavonne found little things amusing, and once she started it was hard to stop. her mom would joke that she was going to break a rib. but eventually she would giggle too. in that way, Yavonne could usually make things better. Not everything. but some things.
She stayed there a while, in the floor crying and giggling. For once glad she lived alone, glad no one was there to intrude. It felt nice to just...Let it out. so much of this has been controlled. contained. it was hard sometimes to remember that 3 short years ago, she was in a large full of people, full of food and conversation, just...full. The more memories she allowed to pass behind her tightly closed eyes, the more her chest ached. Instead, she pulled herself up and forced herself to get a bag ready.One of the perks of her constant moving was that she didn't have much stuff which meant it didn't take much cleaning, one of the downsides of it was that she had to keep up with her routine. with only 6 outfits, and just enough dishes for her she couldn't miss laundry or dishes for even a day, or it pretty well threw off everything. Also..her hygiene items and 3 outfits stayed packed In case she needed to leave, so using them meant putting them right back.
at 6 she threw her bag over her shoulder, just some left over school food, a blanket and lighter inside. Getting a Taxi in this town was a feat all its own. Not only were they expensive when she had little funds, but because there was no other form of public transportation, they often took a while to show up. It was almost 7 before she left her apartment to clamor into the back of the musky car. The taxi driver an older man with greying hair and a slowly balding head, smiled and provided light conversation the whole way, unlike most not seeming nosy at all. She couldn't help but smile anyways.Sometimes this town had its gems. These happy little old men were littered everywhere to brighten the day. Unlike most they didn't ask a whole lot of questions, just supply some comments and jabbered on, splashes of accent, making the conversation hard to fallow, but he didn't mind.
Those moments were simple, when she could just live in that moment, because she probably wouldn't see him again. Even in a town this small, when you didn't venture into town often, people found it much easier to forget you.
Inadequate Distractions Koin Koin sat with his back to the wall, still naked and bathing in the small bit of moonlight his porch provided. This had always been a habit of his, when life got heavy, this was his attempt to make it lighter. Something about the nearly taboo feeling of walking around naked out in the open seemed to ease whatever burdens hung to harshly. The day had, been so confusing. That bite sized little snack had managed to plague his mind the entire day. Now Connor saw her, and what's worse was his reaction to Koins reaction. His first assumption was that she was Koins mate, but no matter how Koin explained that they had no real connection he wouldn't drop it. The whole drive home he made a show of picking on Koin, teasing him. usually Koin would laugh it off, but he actually felt some sense of jealousy. He decided it was because she was...different. they shared sluts all the time, the twins were a constant go to. Neither of them perfect, but hot in their own ways
Answer Me! Yavonne It was now Sunday night, nearly 1am. Yavonne sat on her little shamble of a porch, staring out into the dark sky splattered with stars. This was another perk of a small town, the stars. She had spent Friday night and Saturday night looking at them as well. She had left Friday night for the lake, with every intention of returning home to sleep in her bed. However, things took a very different turn. She stayed until 1 am... swimming and waiting for an answer. There was always an answer. She needed help. She asked the moon to give her a boost. Asked Any God or Spirit to aid her or show her a sign. She made offerings. prayed. She walked until her feet went numb. danced, sang. slept in the dirt for two nights. She watched and waited for something...Anything at all, but nothing came. Just like her family had all been there one day, then the next day wiped off the face of the earth. The gods and spirits spoke to her so eagerly and openly one day, and the n
Does He Deserve It? Koin Koin was woken up by a brought older man shaking his shoulder gently "Hey? hey...come on now. you alright?" No. He wasn't. His head was throbbing. What the fuck was that? And more importantly...what had he done? He shook the old man off "Fine." he grunted out but froze in place. The most intoxicating scent flooded his senses. Like deep wild forest, like thunderstorms and moss...*Mate. * His wolf Azier raged At him. Not only had he assaulted that poor girl and threatened to kill her, but she was his mate. He realized after a moment the guy was still watching him, and he pushed past to stagger out into the hall and take a look around. The school was empty, the clock signaling it was evening, nearly 5. He had been unconscious the whole day? He felt like he couldn't move anymore. Then the enraged voice of his father came through the pack mind link *KOIN!! ANSWER ME OR I SHALL HAVE A SEARCH PARTY ON YOUR TAIL!!* He shivered a bit swallowing back the
Empty Homes Yavonne She was so focused on getting away she barley felt the long gash along her side leading to the glass protruding from her hip. She simply ran. Ran like she hadn't since the day her family was slaughtered. Flashes of green and brown mixed together and there she was again, her mother and sister on either side of her, her brothers Infront of her, she heard the screams. the screams and shriek of cannon, the crash of bullet, bark splintering, thud of bodies crumbling to the forest floor. She could smell it, death in the air, her village, her home burning behind them as the remaining survivors scattered into the forest. Yavonne reached for her younger sister’s hand as she began to fall behind, but something crashed into her quickly and sent her rolling, head over feet down the steep rock cliff and into the little river below. She didn't know what was real just now. They screamed still. screamed and burned and turned to ash while she lay there, unable to help. Heathen
Coffee and Horror Stories Koin It had been 2 weeks since Yavonne left. Two agonizing weeks. Had had barley slept or ate, but he went to school, and all day long held out hope. Maybe...maybe she would be there? He and Connor had cleaned her apartment, installed a new window and door, and Koin had made very sure her rent would be paid. His father had promised to dig up what he could on her, but so far there was no word. There were 3 things he was sure of. 1. She was hiding from someone. 2. She wasn't human, or..at least she was a gifted human. and 3. If she returned right now he would grovel at her feet and beg her forgiveness. By the second week he had a key to her apartment. He stocked her previously empty fridge with a variety of foods as he had no idea what she might like. He brought little gifts and flowers, but..no one came. Sitting in her empty apartment was both torture and bliss. Her smell was everywhere and eased the ache in his heart slightly, but her absence was
Through The Eyes Of Your Brother Connor *Man this is a messed up situation.* Connor sent his wolf Pelgardie. Pelgardie grumbled in response. He never was much for words. Most people talked about their wolves like they were people, carrying on whole conversations, but Connor never got more than a few well placed grunts or a growl. He loved his wolf, but boy would it be cool to have a companion to bounce things off of. Usually that was Koin, his best friend was always level headed and Connor needed that. Koin had always balanced him out, he was careful, thoughtful, and well..all the things Connor never seemed to be. Connor offered a good time, helped Koin let loose and blow off steam. the two had always been inseparable, and there was no one Connor respected more. So what could he do now? Koin was in pain. So much so that the whole pack could feel it, though no one wanted to tell him that. He was becoming more and more reckless, lost in waves of shame and despair. Connor hadn't foun
The Old Gods Koin The entire drive was 23 hours; we drove 14 before stopping at a hotel on the side of the highway. Koin felt like a brick in the seat weighing the car down. He tried to imagine it. The horror of what Thalia had been through, still a child, her whole family wiped out in a day. How had she made it so far? How had she survived on her own? He held a new reverence for his lost mate. She must be so strong to have survived all of this, so resilient. He knew that she wouldn't be there..and yet still he hoped. Things seemed easier with everyone helping, looking. His father was still pissed, and with good reason. Koin was meant to take over at 22. Only 4 years now, and he had made such monumental mistakes, he had let his instincts get the better of him. As nice as it was to be out of the car, Koin was antsy. He wanted to be on the road, or better yet in the forest. Azier had been ignoring him, he was beyond angry, in agony. The few times he had let Azier to run he would h
The Big Hole Thalia She spent nearly 500 dollars just to get to Colorado, and she was sure someone had taken her family horde. She searched for nearly a week before she came across something startling. Her family horde...every bit of treasure and dollar had been moved into one massive plot with what remained of other families’ belongings. not stolen. But reburied. some else had to have survived. She couldn't find and clues though and waiting 2 days more did nothing but push her deeper into despair. She made a quick note, anyone worth contacting should understand the runes enough to figure it out. Then she set upon the bigger task. Selling off what she could for cash, which would be easier if she didn't have fake I. D’s and was under 18. She wanted to get away from her old home that held so many cruel memories and thought it easier to sell along the way back to West Virginia, so even if they thought twice about her she would be gone. Her strength was returning slowly, gods and spi