I had always watched her. Day until night, night until day. Every day.
Her house was located in the woods, which was why I could find her easily when she and her parents moved here. It was a simple two-story cottage with a wrap-around porch. It wasn't too big or too small to damage the forest.
What lured me in to her location was her piano that sat outside the house. One day, she played. It was loud enough for my ears to pick on. The soft melody of the tune. The emotions she was conveying. Sometimes it was sad. Sometimes it was happy. It was beautiful.
But now you'll never hear it again.
Enchanted, I followed the sound, and that led me meeting her. She paused her playing once she heard the rustles I caused. I was staring at her, and when she saw me, we locked gazes.
Her eyes were the color of crystal water. It did remind me of the gentle water where my worries would scatter away when I drowned myself in it. And it did calm me every time I looked at her eyes.
But now you'll never see them again.
Her brown hair fell straight until her waists. Her skin was soft as she came to touch me. Her touch comforted me. Warm and soft.
But now you'll never feel it again.
Starting that day, she played the piano every day, in hope to see me again. And when I showed up, she would have food ready on her seat beside her to give me. By the delicious scent of the food, I approached it while she continued to play. When I was near her already, her warmth spreading through me, I snatched the food, but she would always lift it up high in the air before I could, laughing.
"At least wait until I finish, Verdant, then we can eat together." She smiled, her blue eyes sparkling.
Verdant. It was the name she had given me, from my eyes. Green. And it was the only name she could think of that I was sure I would like. She wasn't creative enough to create names, she'd said.547Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kuYyx6Dee
But in truth, I wouldn't care. Because I would accept any name she gives me, even if my real name was Samuel.
"And here you go." She gave me a sandwich when she had played the last note, messing my black fur. I would swallow it all down. She said she made it by herself because her parents were practically never home. Every food she gave me was delicious.
But now you'll never taste them again.
One day when I was sitting beside her as she ate her lunch, as usual after she played the piano, she told me, "You know, I'm glad I met you." She gazed skyward, looking at the puffy clouds. "If I didn't meet you, I would be alone. So, very alone. You see, I have no friends at school; I'm quiet and everyone hates quiet people. They don't bother befriending me, and I don't too. I mean, I'm shy and quiet. I don't have the confidence to approach anyone. And my parents are practically never home. So every day, I'm alone." She looked at me then, sincerity all over her face. "So thank you for being here with me, Verdant. For accompanying me when you can. For giving me support too. For listening to my music." Then, surprisingly, she enveloped me in a hug, her vanilla scent decipherable as I was squished into her chest. "I'm so grateful you came into my life. When I first saw you the other day, I was scared, you know? I thought you would...do something horrible to me I thought wolves would do." She chuckled. "But then you just stood still, and right then I knew you won't hurt me."
But now you make her cry.
She released me and smiled, her gentle eyes scanning mine. "Have I told you I love your eyes? I think it made green my favorite color." My ears perked up at that and she laughed. "I always thought you didn't understand me. But from the times we spent together, you do understand me, don't you?" She looked at me seriously, and I nodded, a smile evident in my eyes.
Her eyes brightened up and she hugged me again, her chin on my head. She was smiling, but I felt a warm tear slide down. "Let's be together from now on, yeah?" We pulled away and I licked her tear away in response. It was a tacit promise between us.
But now you break it.
After that, I started to be with her more often. I wish I could transform back to my human form like I used to so I could accompany her every time and wouldn't make her feel lonely. But I couldn't. I couldn't transform back. I had been too long in my wolf form I forgot how it felt to be a human. It was a shame.
I wanted her to know I was glad to have met her too. Because if I didn't, I would be alone in the woods, just like she was alone at home. My pack was nowhere to be found. She was my friend. My family. My...first crush.
But now you lose her.
If only I could be a human. An 18-year-old boy. Just a normal teenager. I could be with her. I could meet her properly. Talk to her properly. And she could understand me well.
But now you can't. She hates you now. You hurt her. You break her promise.
Her eyes stare at me with terror while tears roll down her cheeks. My teeth are digging in her flesh despite her cries. She cries and cries and cries. Then she screams, before it dies down, leaving the pattering sound of the rain and the agonizing silence between us.
It is then I stop, my full body finally in control, her blood on me. Horror splashes me, and I take a step back as I see her state.
Ruined.
Bloody.
I take another step back, and another, as everything sinks in.
No. No.
She's gone.
And I'm the cause of it.
Suddenly, pain stings my body, and I fall to the ground.
Sapphire.
[Apologies 'tis crappiness...]
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