Don’t you want to come with me?
Don’t you want to feel my bones on your bones?
It’s only natural.
Don’t you want to swim with me?
Don’t you want to feel my skin on your skin?
It’s only natural.
Completely drained, she sluggishly stumbled upon the kitchen. It was eight o’clock by the time she finished her homework (and surfing the web) and dragged herself house side of her sanctuary to see her mom. She heard the T.V. but didn’t recognize what her sister was watching. Marie opened the refrigerator slowly, knowing she was hungry but still not sure what it was she was craving. She saw milk, baked chicken, day old lasagna, and cold pizza from Wednesday. She finally decided on the pizza, knowing the lasagna would be more satisfying, but her laziness won over and pizza was the next best thing.
“I heated up your lasagna.” her mother’s voice whispered softly, startling her. “I know how much you like it.”
Marie looked in the direction of her mother, avoiding eye contact. “Thanks.” She said stiffly, though her mom knew she was sincere. Marie shifted from the counter back to the fridge, returning the pizza to its temporary home. She was drawn to the steamy lasagna and deeply inhaled, letting the comforting scent flood though her nose. Her mom stood in the kitchen as if waiting for something. Marie hated what they had become, but she couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit of resentment towards her, and it occasionally seeped through her façade.
She had grown cold and calloused towards her mom over the summer. She was, after all, directly responsible for her life being uprooted; however pathetic the life she worked so hard for was, it was hers. She didn’t have anything special, but she was happy, truly happy with her small group of close friends in San Francisco. During the summer she had only her sister and her mom. However, her mom was working full time, meaning she really only had her sister.
As the months went by she could feel herself fading into the background. During times like these she would have overwhelmingly large waves of loneliness wash over her, and just wanted to be left alone even more then before. Logically, she knew it wasn’t right to be upset with her mom. She loved her daughters, and provided for them and there really wasn’t anything she could do about them moving. She wasn’t exactly in the position to quit her job just because it would anger her teenager daughter to be moved.
Marie huffed and began eating her lasagna that was no longer steaming. She looked up and saw her there, still in the kitchen, waiting. Her mom was about 5’5, with broad shoulders that matched her build. Although she wasn’t petite, she was beautiful and had maintained her beauty far into her late forties. Everyone said Marie looked just like her mother, but she often had trouble seeing it.
“Yes?” Marie inquired curiously. The sour look on her mothers face told Marie something was wrong, but wasn’t sure if she had caused it or if it was because of another trying day in her frustrating office.
“Are you mad at me, Marie?” She choked out slowly, her frozen mask shattering into a million pieces, making each tiny bit of pain on her face visible to Marie.
“What? Why?” Marie paused in her eating, worried her mom heard those awful thoughts she was having. She knew it was impossible , but the idea of telepathy always entertained her.
“Because it has been a month since school started and you have probably said two words a day to me. I feel like I don’t know anything about you. I…I just feel like I’m losing you.” She stood in front of Marie, unintentionally trapping her between the counter and the fridge.
Marie felt a rush of guilt. Why was she mad at her mom anyways? Marie glanced at her mother-who was far shorter then her, due to the genes she inherited from her father. She couldn’t help but feel ashamed for blaming her. None of this was her fault, she had given up her life as well for their well being. It then dawned on Marie that her mother may feel just as alone as she does.
She set her half eaten plate of lasagna on the counter and walked to her mom. Lying her head on her shoulder and wrapping her arms around her middle, they both stood together ion silence, holding each other like they used to.
“Love you mom.” Marie whispered.
“I love you too baby girl.” Marie planted a kiss on her cheek and released her. After eating the rest of her lasagna she remembered she had to shower and quickly put her dishes in the sink.
Marie walked into the small bathroom and turned on the shower. As the steam began to appear she put on her favorite song and slowly stripped each piece of clothing from her tired body. The full length mirror beside the sink gave her a full view of her pale skin. She stood examining herself and found she was actually pretty content, aside from the tiny bump on her lower abdomen that she could never do enough crunches to get rid of, she really liked her body.
Once she was in she sang along to the seductive lyrics, wishing she had some company in the shower where she stood alone. She washed herself slowly and thoroughly, running her hands over every inch of her skin. The hot water pounded on her pack, relaxing her and putting her at ease. She finished up and stepped out of the shower.
Noticing something on her chest, she straitened her body and looked in the mirror again. She hadn’t noticed before but there were small stretch marks on her right breast, which unfortunately meant she was growing again. Not that she minded that much, but the stretch marks were inconvenient.
She made her way back to her room and put on a purple tank and some underwear, dried her hair and curled up in her bed, relieved to finally be sleeping.
She saw a boy, no a man, in the dark standing before her. She fixed her eyes on his dark, crisp features that she almost recognized. He was very handsome, and before her inhibitions had time to register she was leaning forward into a kiss. He kissed her back, slowly and gently at first, but before her mind could catch up with her actions it became hungry and lustful.
Suddenly there was a wall behind them and she felt him pushing against her. She felt her pulse rising along with her desire. Her breathing quickened and she no longer thought about her actions, but let her body decide. She felt his rough hand on her thigh, driving her heart beat to a pace she never thought possible, and he slowly dragged his fingers upward, caressing her along the way.
She boldly let her tongue escape from her lips into his mouth. She followed his lead and her instincts as they continued. His hand, that was tracing intricate patterns onto her thigh, was trailing up to her hip and worked its way under her shirt. Light fingers grazed her skin, electrifying the air and sending sparks throughout her midsection. Soon his fingers reached her waist, where they grasped her body firmly and pulled her closer.
It was strange that he managed to be gentle and have complete control at the same time. She felt as if she were swimming in the ocean, completely engulfed by something so powerful, so unstoppable, but knowing that she could get out anytime she pleased. Instead, she chose to ride the waves of pleasure for as long as they would last.
She had one arm reaching upward, tightly holding on with the limb laced around his neck. The other was lower, much lower. She started at his shoulder and slowly brought her hand down feeling his strong, taut muscles that she couldn’t believe. She felt his strong abdomen and went lower. Finally, she reached his jeans and slipped the tips of her fingers inside, lightly teasing his lower stomach. She stretched her fingers upward and found what she wanted. ‘Yes!’ She thought. His abs were tight and smooth and she couldn’t keep her hands away from them.
She felt him drag his hand down her stomach, past her belly button and down to her underwear. He slipped his hand inside and began messaging her.
“Oh…Uh.” she moaned. He began fingering her and she arched her back, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. He added another finger and got rougher with his movements, but she soon realized the rougher he was, the better it felt. He added another finger and continued. She winced at first, but soon the pain was instantly being transferred into pleasure this man was bringing her.
“Oh…Oh god.” She moaned louder. She wanted to go all the way, she wanted with every stitch of her body. As if he heard her request he began roughly pushing her back and she tripped on a bed. They fell onto it and began rapidly removing clothing, as if their lives depended on it.
Soon they were naked and there were no longer any barriers between their bodies. He was heavy on top of her, but she liked it. His skin was warm and smooth, and he smelled of the forest. Lifting himself, he entered her carefully, gently. It was incredible, like nothing she’d ever felt before. Her walls tightened and quivered around him as he moved inside her. He growled, turning her on more then she already was. She moaned again as they made love. She felt her breathing quicken and her entire body tensed, she finally felt the release she had been longing for.
She rolled over in her sleep, only to awaken herself from her amazing dream. She was sweating and breathing rapidly. She sighed disappointedly and looked up at the full moon, wishing more then anything to return to that…
He loved the way the leaves crunched underneath his feet as he and his sister ran through the damp forest. Something he loved about California was that they never had much of a winter. Even now in early February, all he needed was a hoodie to stay warm. He liked to keep a steady pace, while his sister Tess was unpredictable and sporadic in her running. Derek breathed in, inhaling the scent of a group of deer about a quarter mile away.
They continued running but suddenly he stopped, motioning for Tess to follow his lead. It was then that they turned, needing to be ready for the hunt. He felt his nails growing and his now massive K-9s were poking out so that he had to let his mouth hang slightly open. They stealthily inched closer to where he smelled the group of dear. Derek’s only focus at that moment was the large buck standing a couple hundred yards from him. In and instant he raced forward tackling the deer and latching onto his neck and breaking it, killing the buck quickly and painlessly.
While he ate, he let his humanity soak away completely and let his animal take over. His mind was clear and he felt at peace here in the forest. He finished up and looked around, unsure of where Tess went. He let out a deep howl, knowing she would respond. He enjoyed times like this, times when he could rely solely on his instincts.
Tess howled from a distance, calling Derek‘s attention towards her. She must have chased her deer a ways before making the kill. He began walking through the woods and suddenly smelled something…off. He jogged up the hill and gaped at the open field below. What he saw shocked him back into his human form. The field was burned…badly, but only in certain spots. He looked closely and saw it was in a perfect spiral.
“Tess!” He yelled with fear in his voice. He ran quickly following her scent. “Teeeess!” He yelled louder. Where was she?! He knew they needed to get back to the pack, more importantly back to his father.
“Derek! Derek what’s’ wrong?!” She asked nervously, genuinely confused.
“Tess, look. Do you know what this is?” He looked around, wondering who did this.
“No… Derek this is freaking me out, lets go home.” She pleaded as she tugged on his jacket.
“Ok, yeah…lets go.” He replied, still looking at the field.
They swiftly ran through the dense woods heading strait for home. Derek felt a million questions buzzing in his head all at once, and had a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach. Although he couldn’t be sure, he could hear the echo of Kate’s voice. ‘You’ll regret this.’ He turned around one last time before he hit full speed.
They began howling when they were within ear shot and by the time they were at the house his dad and uncle Peter were waiting on the porch. His father looked a lot like him, but had the signs of wisdom and age on his face. Peter looked like family but had taken after his mom and didn’t share the sharp features Derek and his father did. Right now he looked concerned, for it was very rare for a wolf to call that urgently on his own territory. Derek and Tess jerked to a stop as their dad stepped forward.
“What’s wrong?” He urged.
“Dad someone has been on our land, there is a giant spiral burnt into the ground over in a field.”
“Wait. What did you just say?” He turned to Peter with a worried look.
“A spiral, its burnt into the grass. What’s wrong? What does it mean?”
“Nothing, it means nothing…” Derek’s mom stepped out of the house onto the porch and looked to his father.
“What’s the matter?” She questioned. He looked over at his wife lovingly, “Its nothing Katherine, Derek and Tess found something in the woods. Me and Derek will go check it out, don’t worry.” He replied as he pecked her on the cheek. It was obvious that the years they had spent together had only made them more in love.
They ran back to the field as quickly as possible, luckily Derek had no trouble finding the area. His dad and Peter cautiously walked around the charred grass sniffing the air, looking for a scent and mumbling every now and then. He looked around and finally up at Derek.
“Who ever did this knows what we are, and they knew what they were doing.” Peter said coolly. Derek felt spooked, he was glad he was with his dad.
“What is this dad?” He demanded. “What does it mean?”
His dad looked down and shifted the dirt under his shoes. Looking up at Peter and then to Derek he answered, “It means…revenge.”
“Hey Tess, did your mom say I could come over today?” Marie questioned. She was excited that she was being accepted into Tess’s group so easily, and was getting close to these girls. Friday night sleepovers were what she missed the most about best friends.
“Ya, she even let me have the car today! We don’t have to ride with Derek after all!” Tess proclaimed excitedly. Although Marie had never seen Tess’s older brother, she sure heard a lot about him.
“Cool, Katy and Bridget will be there right?” Marie wondered aloud.
“Oh I forgot to mention it, they both have plans tonight, its just you and me.” Tess joked seductively as she stretched her arm across the lunch table and walked her fingers up Marie’s arm, causing the girls burst out laughing.
“You’re so goofy Tess, where would I be without you?” she laughed.
“Bored, and lonely…” Tess winked. Marie smirked and laughed again.
The rest of the day flew by, and before Marie could believe it the final bell rang and she was off to the parking lot. She met Tess by the door and they walked silently to her car. They hopped in and shot away from the school. Tess rolled down all the windows, including the sun roof, letting the brisk February air into the car, and blasted “Hips Don’t Lie” on the radio as they drove down the small town roads. They both sang as loudly as they could and Marie couldn’t be happier.
“Friiiiidaaaaay!” Tess yelled at the top of her voice. “THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY!!” Marie stuck her hands up and gave out a whoop in response to Tess’s yelling. They turned onto a dirt road and continued for more then a mile, which had Marie confused.
“Where are we going?” she wondered out loud.
“To my house I told you I lived in the sticks,” She chuckled, “well the sticks of California.”
“Oh” Marie sat back and watched the beautiful scenery go by and wished she lived somewhere this special. Suddenly they came upon a mammoth house that Marie could scarcely take in. She just couldn’t believe its enormous size, what would someone need with this much room? The car rolled to a stop and the girls got out and walked inside.
“Tess!!!!!” Squealed a little girl running up to them and grabbing Tess‘s leg. She looked about six years old and had lighter hair then Tess, but the exact same big brown eyes.
“Hey bean! How was your day little girl?” Tess replied brightly.
“It was good, me and mommy are playing with noodles in the kitchen. Who is this?” She asked, poking Marie in the thigh curiously.
“My name is Marie, I’m gunna sleep over, is that ok?” She asked while bending down to get to eye level. She hoped this little girl liked her enough to want her to stay.
“Yaaaaaaaay!!! A seep over!” She screamed, running into another part of the house. Tess and Marie laughed and followed her into a giant kitchen that looked like it was made to feed an army. The entire house had wood paneling that was beautiful and Marie had a hard time not looking around.
“That was Jillian, but we call her jilly bean, or bean for short. She’s my sister.” They walked in the kitchen and saw one older boy with spiky dirty blonde hair and twin girls who had a caramel brown hair that went down there back and looked exactly alike sitting at a extremely large wooden table eating something. A medium built woman turned around and Marie instantly knew this was Tess’s mom due to their identical eyes.
“Hello! What’s your name again? I’m so sorry, we have so many around here I lose track sometimes.” She said with a warm smile as she went to dry her hands on a towel.
“My name is Marie, we moved here after Christmas. I’m still kind of new.” Marie replied.
“Its very nice to meet you Marie. I’m Katherine.” She explained as she took Marie’s hand comfortably. “We are having spaghetti for dinner, is that ok?” She asked.
“Oh, yeah, that’s fine.” Marie answered. Her and Tess walked over to the table to sit.
“These are my cousins. This is Chloe and Ann,” Tess said motioned to the twins, “they are 11.”
“Hi.” One waved and nudged her sister sitting next to her.
“Oh, uh hi.” said the other twin. One was texting and the other had a Harry Potter book right next to her face.
“Hi.” replied Marie awkwardly.
“And this is Alex, he’s 14.” Alex stayed focused of the video game he held in his hand and completely ignored Tess. “He’ll say hi later. Once he’s back to the land of the living, that is.” They went to the living room and watched a movie for about an hour and a half.
“Come on, lets go up stairs.” The girls jumped from their seats and rounded the corner to the giant stair case in the front entrée. When Tess made it to the top she turned to the left and walked down a hall way to her bedroom, which was twice the size of Marie’s own bedroom.
“Whoa…you’re room is big. Your house is so cool.” Marie said, secretly jealous.
“Ya, I like it, but the only reason we have it is because my grandpa built it, we aren’t rich or anything.” Tess said nonchalantly. Marie inwardly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at herself for being self conscious.
“Oh, that’s cool.” Marie bounced on Tess’s bed and looked up at the ceiling.
“Sooo, how is Dylan? Mr. Hunk and a half?” Marie joked.
“Hmmm, delicious.” She said with a mischievous grin, “I’ll tell you about it after dinner, lets go.”
“Ok, I’ll meet you down there. Where is your bathroom?” Marie requested.
“Oh its down the hall and next to the stairs.”
Marie slowly made her way down the hall, admiring the house’s beauty along the way. While she was using said bathroom she heard loud footsteps on the stairs and wondered who would be stomping up the stair case so loudly. Suddenly there was a bang at the bathroom door that made her jump.
“Tess!” A deep voice yelled. “Tess god, hurry up!” Marie quickly finished up and swung open the door. ‘No,’ She thought, ‘no, it can’t be. There is no way in hell its him! He’s the guy from my dream!’
“Uh, s-sorry.” She stuttered. As she remembered the details of her dream, her cheeks flooded with heat.