Celeste Fiona was right - absolutely right. I needed to put Matt out of his misery. I just…needed to muster up the courage to actually do it.Breaking things off with him was going to hurt both of us, but eventually we would get over it. We would have to. Matt would move on, find some other girl. And I would…
CelesteI decided I was going to text Matt as soon as I got home. I could enjoy my walk and savor those last thirty minutes of being his “girlfriend.” It was silly, but I just wanted to pretend for a little while longer.Walking along, I soon made it off campus and reached the center of town. There, various shops lined the streets, which usually brought in a lot of foot traffic.
I hurried into my room, away from the party, away from my brother, and away from Matt’s piercing gaze. It confused me. Why did he look at me that way? As if he actually cared? As if I actually meant more to him rather than just being his best friend’s little sister?I shook my head as I took off my thin jacket. I should just let it go. It wouldn’t do for me to speculate anything, especially when I knew that Matt had feelings for Rose. Even if I was Rose, Matt didn’t know that. And he definitely didn’t seem the two-timing type anyway.Besides, I had to end things with him tonight. I couldn’t keep up this charade any longer. It wasn’t fair to me or to him. Guilt poured in again. I should never have become Rose. What was wrong with me?I sat down at my desk, powering up my laptop. Anxiety squeezed my insides so tight that I felt like I was going to explode. I didn’t know what I was going to find when I opened the chat, but considering the way Matt had acted earlier, it probably wasn’t go
Matt Matt couldn’t concentrate on the party or the people around him. After Celeste had come in claiming a homeless man had attacked her, his stomach had been in knots and he felt like he couldn’t breathe.The noise faded into the background as he stared at his phone. The mobile app he’d been using to talk to Rose stared up at him mockingly. There were no numbers in the corner. He still didn’t have any new messages.He opened the app anyway. His last message to Rose still had the ‘Unread’ text underneath
CelesteI couldn’t believe where I was right now. My head rested against Matt’s chest and I could hear his heartbeat pumping steadily. His arms were around me and one of his hands was stroking my hair.I was in Heaven. He had picked me up like I weighed nothing. He was in my bed. He was with me, Celeste, and not me, Rose. He had chosen me over Rose. I was the thing that he had to check up on.I took in a deep breath, taking in his scent. He smelled like whatever cologne he was wearing, but underneath that was all him. It was dark and masculine a
Unfortunately for me, Jack made good on his promise. I really wasn’t allowed to walk home at night by myself anymore. I really had lost another one of my freedoms.For the next couple of days, either Jack or Matt walked me home after school, no matter what time it was. When Jack was with me, it felt suffocating. I couldn’t wait to get home and get away from him. But when Matt was with me…it was magical. I never wanted the walk to end.The conversation always flowed really well and we always had something to talk about. I tried to bring up the bear that I had seen, but Matt shut the topic down before it could even begin. I didn’t mention it
The grip on my arm tightened and a hand went over my mouth, effectively shutting off my scream. The man pulled me to him until I was pinned against him. I struggled as much as I could, but it felt like I was caged in iron. Why didn't I work out more? Or at least take a self-defense class? I'm sure if I asked Jack, he'd be more than happy to sign me up for one."Celeste, please stop fighting. I meant it when I said I wasn't going to hurt you. I just want to talk, but we can't do it here. We have to go somewhere where we won't be interrupted," the man said calmly, despite the situation we were in. He was taking me to a second location? Even I knew that was bad. I couldn't let him take me, no matter what I had to do.
Matt Matt was getting tired of these endless meetings. Meetings meant more attacks. More attacks meant more innocent lives lost. It was like a more gory version of "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie."He would much rather be talking to Rose. While she hadn't ghosted him again, there was definitely something going on. She said she was just busy, but Matt knew her better than that. He wanted to get to the bottom of it, but these meetings were getting in the way. Couldn't the werewolf just take a night off?Matt looked around the room at his friends. They were all armed to the teeth. If he looked close enough, he could see the outlines of their hidden guns and knives. If he hadn't had so much training, he probably wouldn't have seen them at all.They may have been at a slight disadvantage, physically, in their human form, but werewolves could just as easily be killed with a well-placed bullet. The chances of anyone on their side rose exponentially if they duked it out in wolf form.Even when