Amethyst Rain
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ABOUT ME
STORY BY Amethyst Rain
Dreaming Deeper
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I face the mirror head on, my eyes lingering on my hands pressing into my bare waist. They trail down, observing each stretch mark or flaw in my own skin. I'm not sure that I've ever liked the person in the mirror. Her tangled dusty-brown hair. Her wide eyes. Her cluelessness. I wish she was different. More like the other girls I've known. Skinnier. More charismatic. Prettier eyes. Better with make-up. I don't know what I'm supposed to do around women like that. My boyfriend says I'm lucky he's my mate, that other males would be tempted by every woman they pass. I thought it was a bit of an exaggeration, but I guess he's right. I can barely keep his attention. Nick, my boyfriend, has spent a lot of time teaching me how to be a good girlfriend to him. He gave me his favorite recipes to learn and cook for him. He added me to his gym membership, so I can look nicer for him. I really am grateful that he still loves me, and gives me the space I need to be better, for him. Nick found me when I was young. He's a decade and some change older than me, but he's known I was his mate since he was twenty-one, and I was ten. It was weird being promised to someone and told that you will love them when you're older. I don't think my parents really cared much about the whole situation, I think they were just glad to have one less daughter to worry about. I have three sisters, two older than me and one younger. I love them very much, but they are so... Boy crazy. I know they keep my parents on their toes. My oldest sister, Aedesia, has always been the best at deceiving them. When I was fifteen and she was eighteen I remember her telling our parents that she and her friend were going to go out and hunt together, but she actually met up with her then boyfriend to 'hang out' as she told me as she left. I covered for her. I always covered for her. I covered for each of my sisters. But they never had to cover for me. What's the point in being promiscuous when you already have a mate? It felt wrong, and aside from that Nick was always watching. It seemed like he had eyes everywhere. Anytime I spoke to a boy my age it seemed like he knew when I saw him again. "So, who was that boy that had you smiling the other day?" I'd give him a confused look. "You know you can't lie to me. I see it on your face, tell me." It always went like that. He'd insist that he knew I was hiding something, but I never was. Half the time I didn't even remember whoever he was talking about. But that didn't matter, Nick always demanded honesty from me. He has always wanted me to be the best version of myself. He says I'm better because of him. My mom says being mated will always be better than being alone, I don't know if I agree with her. Nick is wonderful, I mean, I'm so grateful for everything he's done for me, but I wish I had had time to be a person before being someone's person. It's weird feeling like every piece of you belongs to someone else. Sometimes I just want to crawl out of my skin. To just be air, untouchable and free. I miss before Nick found me. I had so many hopes about my future mate as a little girl. I would have sleepovers with the other girls in the pack, we'd giggle and gush about how we'd hoped our mates would look. "I hope mine is tall! And MUSCULAR!" one of them would scream. "I want a blond!" another would say. "I think mine will have the most beautiful eyes." I'd add. It's all I ever said. It's all I'd ever wanted. Nick does have interesting eyes. They're so icy. So cold. His gaze leaves chills as it passes over you. They take the heat from your body. I'd always had dreams about an older boy with eyes like the summer sea. Warm and inviting, melting you as they pass over your body. I long for those dreams now. The way he'd make my chest flutter. But those were just dreams. Just a silly little girl's silly dreams. I run a brush through my ratty long hair, and turn the hot water on in the shower. Steam rises immediately. The water is nearly hot enough to scald bare skin. It's how I like it. It reminds me that my skin is my own. The burn pulls me out of my racing thoughts. It kisses my back, and down my legs. The drops of water rhythmically tapping at the shower walls and curtain. The white noise drowns out the inside of my head. I stare up at the ceiling, reasoning with the gods. Why am I so unhappy? No answer. There never is an answer. But maybe that's something all on its own, just another piece of evidence to prove that I am alone. But I have Nick. Nick is something, I guess.
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Her One and Only
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It’s Alex. Kelsi’s boyfriend. What does he want from me? “Mine,” he growls. Excuse me? This cannot be happening. “Uh...what??” I am not his mate, it’s Kelsi! Not me! “You. Are. Mine.” This time he says it louder. I see other pack members turn towards us and the whispers start. “I heard you the first time. Come with me,” I demand. He follows obediently, but I can tell he doesn’t want to be away from prying eyes. I drag him to my room and close the door. “This is nonsense. You and Kelsi are mates.” He sighs. “No, we’re not. I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. It’s always been you.” No f*cking way he thinks I’m falling for this sh*t. “So what, you always knew? And I was just blissfully unaware?” I feel my wolf pacing angrily. Is this how it’s supposed to feel? “Look, I’m having a hard time swallowing this, Alex. Leave. Come back later when I’ve had a chance to sort out everything from last night.” He stares blankly at me as I speak. I didn’t realize how green his eyes were before--I swear they were brown. “I said ‘leave.’” This time he listens and hesitantly walks out the door. I immediately call Miya. “Mi...we have a situation,” I say. “What’s going on? Why are you awake? You should be exhausted!” I was. I am. I did not want to deal with this today. “Alex is my mate.” I can feel her tension when the words come through the phone. “Him??? He’s the worst! And what about Kelsi? She hated you before, you've made an enemy for life now,” she says. “Gods, don’t get me started. I saw her in the bathroom last night, she was so rude for no reason. She threatened Aries.” I feel Miya start to boil. “If she so much as touches that boy, I’ll kill her dead,” she yells. “You’ll have to beat me to it. Anyways, I’m gonna take a nap and hopefully forget about this for a few hours. Keep an eye on things for me. Love you.” “Love you too, hun.” I hang up and lay down. This is why I stayed away from men. More work than they’re worth.
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