The Right Choice - Chapter 9

Sorry for the Wait. And also for this...I just couldn't do that so early on in the story. It would end in about two chapters lol. Enjoy pleasse =] xx

Thanks to Rosabella Marie, Sam M-R, Sam, Floppy Disc and Ren. Great big grin and a massive bear hug to you. =]

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I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone.
Javan

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I regretted the words as soon as they were out. Stupid! I scolded myself.
Stephan stopped nuzzling me.
"What?" he asked and looked at me confused.

"Um...i said I'm hungry" I winced slightly.
"No, you, you said you were a werewolf" he stated with a little laugh. I copied the little laugh and shrugged.

"So what if I did?" I suddenly challenged.
"Well...it's a little bit more random then i'm used to from you" he arched an eyebrow.
"Would you believe me if I was?" I ignored his .
"I dunno" he laughed but he was clearly freaked out about the way the conversation was going.

"Would you hate me?"

He just looked at me. Just gave me a look that I couldn't really decipher.
"Nikki, I would love you no matter what you were, though I hardly think werewolf applies. But anyway, are you feeling alright?" he said softly and placed a hand on my forehead. I shook it off and stared at him. Hard. What was I doing?.

"I'm fine" I finally mumbled and looked down. He nodded slowly, not believing me. I forced a smile and pushed him back, then lay my head on his shoulder. He looped his arms around me.

God. What a mess I had made of it. I really wanted to slap myself. What an IDIOT! I sighed. I guess I can't tell him yet. He started stroking my hair again.
"Is that like one of your games or whatever?" he murmured.
"What?"
"Like, I notice when you're bored or something you go off into your own little world. Is pretending to be a mystical creature one your things?" he asked, and I could tell he was saying it with a smile. I twisted my face up to his and kissed his lips.

"Don't worry about it" I smirked.

On the outside I was confident, dismissive, but on the inside I was churning. My nerves were dancing the Tango.

Stephan was more than I could ever dream of. It was amazing really. Before him I was the kind of girl who was wary with guys. I had known Damone since primary school and he was a bit further down the line in my list of boyfriends. My boyfriends have never lasted longer than a few weeks. One time I dumped a boy after an hour. I am just not the love type, or the girly type. And Damone kept nagging me, he was very persistent and finally I gave in and went on a date with him. A few of them and we were officially going out. The thing is, he went his way and I went mine. We met up every other day for a chat and then we'd just spend the rest of the day kissing. We were happy with the arrangement, it suited us fine. Which was why I had been going out with him for almost a year and a half. The day I went to dump him, I was doing so because I was bored. The arrangement may have suited me, but it also bored the fuck out of me too. So I reckoned it was dumping time.

I stiffened as I recalled Damone up close and personal with that girl. Stephan raised a brow but I just shook my head. I calmed down. It was all over. No point crying over split milk.

Stephan was incredibly loveable. He was also everything I could ever want. He was technically, my first love. Me and Love....ha ha. A week ago if anyone had told me I'd fall in love, I would have laughed in their face. It just didn't happen to me. Lust, now, that happened a lot. It played a regular part in my life. Which explained a lot of the arseholes I've been out with.

I looked at Stephan and I felt a pleasant little fluttering in my stomach. It made me smile a little, but It also made me alarmed. I didn't want to fall in love. Love made you do, not crazy things, but stupid, regrettable and possibly fatal mistakes. It incapacitated you. Made me you weak. Revealed those weaknesses. And you hold them out and say " Here I am, take me or leave me" and hope they take you with a grin and hold you tight and...You see! There I go with the silly little love phrases.

It was sad really. The way I loved him so much that I was willing to reveal what I was.

"You ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, just thinking" I told him.

I should definitely wait. A week was not long enough...
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"Did you do it?" my mum asked as I walked in the door. I shook my head.
"Mum, I know you only want to protect me and I kind of understand. I'm gonna wait until I know I can fully fully trust him" I said. She smiled and pulled me into a hug.
"Oh, honey. That's great. Just as long as you know I respect your decision" she patted my hair.
I smiled and snuggle into her warm jumper.

At least, that's how I wish it had happened. Instead, it was a nightmare.

Stephan walked me to my door. I hooked my arm round his neck and pulled him down into a sweet kiss...that lasted exactly three seconds before the front lights came on and the twins pulled the door open and went "Ewwwwwwww!". I growled a little and glanced at Stephan, he was grinning.

"It's cool" he laughed and left. Turning to the two little eeejits I grabbed for Dallon. He dodged, then tried to trip me up while Dallin grabbed my bag and ran inside. This was the evil side of the the brats. I howled in outrage and chased him up the stairs. He locked himself in the bathroom. I jumped against the door and screamed at him to come out.

"Enjoying yourself?" I heard my dad ask. I turned and he was grinning. I grimaced.
"I'll get your bag, just go get some sleep. You look absolutely knackered" he pointed to my room.
"Ok" I agreed slightly, kissed him on the cheek and made for my room. As I stepped in, my mum popped up.
"Did you tell him?" she asked stiffly.
I shook my head.
"No" I mumbled. She raised a brow.
"Why?"
"Just because"
"Because...?"
"JUST BECAUSE" I shouted. She blinked, then cocked her head to the side.
"Are you shouting at me?" she asked in a dangerously low hiss. When mum starts hissing, you better evacuate the building. I backed up a little.

"No ma'am" I whispered. She narrowed her eyes.
"I try my best for you and the twins. I only want you to live a long and happy life which is harder for us because of what we are. Rules are there for a reason. But if you go against my wishes, you will only end up hurt, and in most circumstances, they will be by me" she threatened. I swallowed and watched as she left my room.

God, she was in a bad mood. My mum is rarely angry. But when she is, it's amazing, and very very terrifying. . I was just about to close my door when I heard the bathroom door splinter and crash. I poked my head into the passage and saw her holding Dallin in the air with one hand and plucking my bag from him with the other. The door was in shreds, a big hole in the bottom of it. My guess, is she kicked it in. She threw my bag at me and turned back to my brother. He was trembling. Visibly.

I winced. He was gonna have trouble sitting down tomorrow. Oh yeah.