17. My Demons

SKYLA.

As the door shuts behind him, my small smirk fades away, and I look around the cottage. That cosy touch feels empty… My stomach drops, guilt filling me, followed by a void, one so deep it almost hurts to

breathe. This is the part I hate the most; I know my flaws… I know when I’m fucking up but it doesn’t stop me from self- sabotaging everything. Even then, it’s easier to identify my flaws and another thing entirely trying to move away from them. 1

Breaking a cycle that, for a fleeting moment, fills that emptiness, is hard. I live in those moments… It offers me temporary relief, a distraction I really need from the constant war that wages in my mind. But it always comes to an end and then it all sinks in, knowing I fucked up. But deep down I know I’ll do it all over again, because I need that,

those small moments of reprieve they offer

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Picking up my phone, I unlock it and click on the chat app. It’s instinctual, another bad habit of mine that I’ve picked up recently. It

has become a part of my routine… One I

always knew would probably end in disappointment, yet still, I check my

messages anyway.

Still nothing.

Sighing heavily, I stare unseeingly at the

screen.

I can still feel his touch on my body, and I

don’t know how to feel about it. In the

moment everything feels good, but then… now, I feel hollow. Moving toward the front door, I can still smell his scent clinging to me, to this place…. 1

Locking the door, I sigh, resting my forehead against the wood before I slowly

turn and head to the bedroom. A place that

still smells of him and sex… It’s like I can’t

escape him, escape what I did. I messed up and once Royce finds out…

I sigh heavily, feeling sick with guilt and I

turn away, shutting the door, hoping hist scent won’t linger too long.

“Meow?”

Malevolent’s whine draws my attention to

her, and I smile softly as I crouch down and

scoop her into my arms. “Come on, little

one.” I whisper, nuzzling my nose into her

neck. She’s my forever one.

Nothing helps, nothing ever helps.

Royce’s words fill my mind. ‘You’re worth

more than a one-night hook-up…’ Why do

words sting so much

shake my head; he just

able to go

to the lounge and

sofa, cradling Malevolent to my chest.

watch the shadowy patterns of the

curtains are open, but I have

did I

hook-ups aren’t

I know and is a teacher at the school? Usually, I am not that foolish, nothing good will come

I know I wanted Royce, and his refusal was getting to me… Yeah, I’m not making sense. Was I trying to

was, and I know it makes me a bitch, but if I couldn’t

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

out, I bet he’ll be disgusted that

other so

Nice work.

my side,

hair, breathing deeply,

than to

cry, the

how can I

think I’m a fucking

because I’m tough

you with everything I have… but no one sees the fucked up shit inside my head…

I flex my fingers, trying to

creating a void so big I may

into it and never

where you want to

both threatening to take

havoc and

me, or even…

to feel something other than empty,

sofa, trying to regain myself. Even if I agreed to a casual thing, I can’t let it happen again even if he was pretty good in bed or if he gave me an incredible orgasm… I can’t… not with him. It’s wrong on so many

I know I’ll fuck up again.

at my

feeling as if I’m betraying him, but he’s the one refusing to talk to me… but does it even matter? It’s not like

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

jolt upright, my heart thundering, and I wonder if something

together again.

hurts, but I

he

me… and

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

feel my anger and frustration

Fuck calm down…

but even she knows to move away when I lose control. My heart thunders and right now, I can’t lose control. I hate how I have empty blanks in my memory whenever I completely spiral.

in the process; it hits

of the vials of serum with shaking hands and bite off the lid, my eyes blazing, my aura raging around me so powerfully

me to mask my aura,

my Lycan tries to

cripples me, making me fall to my knees. The poison bleeding through me,

within me. 4

sting and it feels like my head will burst as I grab

the wood but I

tumble forward, my head

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