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HIS ENCHANTED LOVER

At twenty years old she had thought that now her life had just begun. Her childhood had been everything but good. It could have been worse but she couldn't complain about it. What was she supposed to do? The moment her life began other things arose and she had no clue whatsoever on what to believe. Her life had been a lie all along and no matter how much she tried to make sense of who she was she couldn't. She was lost at sea with all the kids she had been told. She did not know who to believe anymore. She never knew that she had as much power as she had or that people were going to see her as a threat. All she over wanted was to be somewhere that she belonged but the more that she knew people the more she realized that she did not belong anywhere. Could she blame them for hating her though? She did not choose to be who she was and there was nothing she could do about it. As she turned into her wolf form she saw a figure approaching her and she was ready to pounce until she smelled his scent. Hades

zigginah · Fantasy
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23 Chs

LOISE

"Hey Loise", says Lorenzo looking annoyed.

"Who's this ?" she asks looking me up and down.

"My girlfriend, now if I was you I'd get my hands off my chest", he says and I can't stop the smile that creeps up my lips as I watch her face fall

"What the fuck do you mean she is your girlfriend how can you choose someone like her over me. I mean look at her ", she says chuckling nervously.

"Are you okay it seems like you have a little bit of an eye problem just look at her she looks like a goddess ", says Lorenzo as he pulls me closer to his body?

"You will come back to me, you always do. Don't think he will stay for long babe am the one he wants you're just a play toy to him", she says glaring at me.

"Have you considered the fact that maybe he is the play toy and not me? Next time you say shit about me make sure your makeup is blended in perfectly. It looks like you used ten shades darker than your color. Don't you think you're trying to be black? It's not for everyone you know", I say smiling at her.

"You stupid bitch", she says under her breath as she stomps away. I immediately hated her even before I got to know her. I hated bitches like her. Those who thought that it was okay to out down other bitches so that they would take an interest in them. I thought girls supported girls but the more I got to know girls I realized bitches were bonkers.

"You went off, I don't think she will ever heal from that You're definitely on the list of people she hates ", says Lorenzo chuckling.

"List of people she hates, is she twelve? Who even does that any more? That's just too much work", I say laughing as we enter the halls to our lectures.

"Oh trust me she is a lot of work, I can't get rid of her somehow. I don't know what I did wrong to attract someone like this. Like it was supposed to be just one hookup and that's it but she just keeps following me".

He keeps on ranting and wonders where people find the courage to pour their whole life stories to people that they did not know. He seemed quite boastful the more he talked.

If I had not had a personal experience with him I would have thought that he was lying. All I knew was that people who were always boasting and most importantly men who quoted how many women they had made orgasm probably never had.

"Well seems you and her are a match. We were also supposed to be a one-night thing. I remember calling it your lucky night here you are following me to class and chances are that you have already passed your lecture hall', I say chuckling as he reaches my lecture hall.

"No I know my class I just wanted to make sure you reached here safely. I can be a gentleman outside the sheets", he says.

I loved his admiration and how he thought some beautiful words were going to sweep me off my feet. I enjoyed the banter I wanted to know how stupid and corny he would get just for the fun of it.

Then again I had no time to go on this joy ride with him. It was just sex to be the last thing I wanted at this moment was to be attached to someone and I knew how all the stories ended.

They started like a fairy tale and left you broken wondering why you even gave them the chance in the beginning.

"You are sweet, what did you think would happen if you did not walk me to class? That I would be kidnapped or all of a sudden a catastrophe would strike and I would die? Hunny the ship if sewing if guys were gentlemen sunk along time ago. You should put more time into Lisa or whatever her name was ", sailing.

"Never seen such a pretty face with such a nasty attitude. Who hurt you baby just say the word and I'll deal them ", he says smiling, and for a moment his smile pulls me in but I pull myself together quickly. I had to stay focused.

"I have no idea, if I knew to trust me they would be charging me with murder ", I say chuckling nervously.

"Seems like they did a pretty job if that's how you feel. They must have fucked you over ", he says as he stares at his watch.

"You have no idea, go along you'll be late for your class ", I say to him as I peep inside my lecture hall to see if the lecture is already side but it's just a bunch of college kids making noise.

"Yeah sure, will see you around ", he says as he turns around to leave.

"Thanks for walking me to class ", I say as he walks away.

It's nothing I can do every day if you want ", he says and I just chuckle as I enter the hall. I look around and see a couple of empty seats and I go and sit there. I look around the class and it is just filled with a bunch of bitches who looked alike.

They were all wearing the same type of clothes it's like none of them had any sense of fashion. For someone who does not have any friends and needed t, hem I sure judged people a lot.

They all looked like people who would be friends with Loise. Girls like those would never be my friends. I let out a sigh of frustration as I saw Loise and knew that I had fucked up.

I did not want any drama with bitches but from the looks, of it, that was all I was going to get the moment she looked at me and sneered.

She turned around to talk to her friends and they all turned to look at me. Not even an hour since I had reached school and it seemed like the queen bee already had a vendetta against me.

That was a great way to start the school year.