About a Swear

Whenever Arley held back his emotions, his eyes were always sharp, as if there were embers in them. The sweet smile he used to give me suddenly moved away from his face. He even leaned back a little to see more clearly myself "Did I not hear wrong? You're going to fucking move out ? What do you mean? And why?" asked Arley.

As I thought, Arley cannot accept this calmly. "My mom feels tormented after the death of my dad. I don't know the exact reason I have to move, but I have no choice. My core family pack is also there," I explained.

Arley stood up and crossed his arms over his chest, "So you wanna go back to your goddamn werewolf family?" quipped Arley. I stood up too to speak parallel to Arley "Hey, your words sound harsh we are trained Lycan, you know," I smiled thinly. I was trying to break the atmosphere.

"Yeah, I just realized that my lover is a creature a werewolf. And you will of course choose your Pack over me. What we've been through all this time won't mean anything to you right ?. I don't even know if your Pack is savage or not." Arley clarified his emotions, putting pressure on every sentence he said.

"Arley, you know we Lycans are very developed. We are the most famous for controlling our wolf of any werewolf. We never hurt humans. Times have changed, everything has blended well. There is no such thing as savage, we are not animals that have no sense," I defend myself and my people from this misunderstanding.

"Oh, but your rules are still the same, right? I'm talking about rules like damn mate. What if you meet something like that out there? What are you going to do to me? I'm just an ordinary human who loves creatures like you," said Arley harshly.

"Godamn it. Arley, you call me a creature?. I have genuine feelings for you. What's the fuck are you? You're always like this. You can't keep your words when you're emotional," I complained. Arley with his flaws. He couldn't control his anger. Even though he never physically roughed me. But always rough with his sharp words. It's tiring.

"Okay, then swear to me. You won't meet other men. Promise me you will immediately leave your mate for me. Swear on my life. Because if you leave me for your mate, I will definitely kill myself." Arley put my palms on top of his head. I ran out of words with a confused look. However, we Lycans develop according to the times. Still, Mate is an absolute rule that we still consider sacred. That's a pack of perfection and pride.

I just stared at Arley in silence. My heart is pounding; I don't want to promise something that I can't keep. What if I break my oath, I thought? "Will you just shut up ?. You don't want to swear, do you? "Arley insisted.

Arley let out a heavy sigh, followed by him removing his hand from my head. "I will not insist. Forgive me. I'm just afraid of losing you" Arley smiled so sincerely. I feel guilty like a brick threw my heart. "Arley, please. It's not what you think. You know I love you too, "I said convincingly.

"Alright . It doesn't matter to me if you have to move. It's not what you want, after all. I'll visit you often after college is over. It only took an hour to get there, right ?.". Arley gripped my cheeks gently with his hands "and. Guard your heart to me. Everything you have is mine," Arley kissed my forehead. Treat me as a special woman.

To be honest, some people closest to me have asked me to part with Arley, especially my best friend, Astrid. Arley has a personality that is hard to guess. He is manly with his skills in martial arts. Arley is also good at every sport, especially basketball, which is why many women love Arley.

Arley's attitude is very romantic, he spoils me like a queen, but Arley quickly says harshly to me when he gets angry. Not infrequently, he scolded me severely in front of my friends. Arley was also very jealous. There was almost no contact with male friends on my cellphone. Sometimes I'm not allowed to hang out with anyone except Astrid. And all I had in mind was Arley loved me so much to where he could go crazy without me.

I spent time with Arley late into the night. I'm lazy to go home, but I'm forced to because I feel alert to my Mom. I'm afraid Mom will burn my favorite orange sweater. The only favorite thing that Dad gave me.

I opened the door slowly, hoping Mom was asleep. But I was pretty surprised when I heard a voice from the living room. I glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. I slowly stepped into the living room, past the viewing room and reading room. My eyes widened when the scene in front of me stirred my feelings.

"Mom? What are you doing now? It's the middle of the night," I asked. My Mom smoothed her hair ties. Her forehead was full of sweat. Several small to medium-sized boxes were scattered everywhere. "I already packed all your clothes in the suitcase. I've also put my stuff in the box. Go to bed early, so that tomorrow morning we will have left," said my Mom

I immediately ran up the stairs to my room. I gaped to see my space was empty and several items had entered the box "Mom? Where did you put my sweater? "I shouted so hard. I repeated the question until Mom answered it "in your suitcase. "Replied my Mom. I rushed to open my suitcase and felt a soothing relief when my eyes found my favorite sweater.

For a moment, I returned to my senses for what was happening and ran again quickly down to meet my mom "Mom. Why are we leaving so fast? Can't it be delayed? I haven't even met Astrid yet," I protested. My Mom was silent for a moment because she was busy putting duct tape on the box.

"You can call Astrid tomorrow. I heard from his mother that she also enrolled in the same university as you in the green village." My Mom sat and leaned against the wall. Her gasping breath showed that he had worked hard enough to tidy up everything.

"What? but Astrid already enrolled in university here with me. How can she change her mind? Mom, I beg you, let's just go the day after tomorrow. I still want to spend time here," I begged. Mom shook her head "no debate. We're leaving tomorrow. Jeff will help lift things into the car." My Mom's final decision

"Fuck it, "I grumbled, and returned to my room. I can't stand this frustration. I locked my bedroom door, looking for a pink box under my bed. There was a small padlock on the box. I opened it and pulled a cigarette out of the box. I opened my bedroom window wide, let the night breeze brush my skin.

I sat by the window and started smoking. Suction after suction that I feel, I let the cigarette smoke swept away by the wind. My feelings are chaotic. I was sad to be forced to move when I spent almost half of my life in this small town. "Fuck this shiit, I'm out," I shouted, occasionally grabbing my hair, annoyed.

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"Can't wait for the new home, little girl?" jeered Jeff past me as he lifted the box into the car. I stood crossed my chest while chewing gum. The clothes I wore were very casual. I'm wearing hot pants and a plain black t-shirt that I tuck into the waistline of my pants. "Shut the fuck up," I grumbled softly. Jeff probably won't hear it.

I was not too fond of Jeff. He was a slender man with blonde hair that glistened when exposed to the sun. His face was oval with round eyes, and he was one year younger than my dad, I think. His eyes were sliced ​​gold, and he always looked at me with a troubling gaze. It was as if he was stripping my body with those eyes.

"Are you still waiting?" My Mom asked now after putting the suitcase onto the porch. I nodded and stayed away from them a little. I stood near the end of the porch. Looking to the right at the end of the road hoping Arley and Astrid would come quickly. At least they should see me move right away.