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

so

head; he just doesn’t

I won’t be able to go back

head to the lounge and

sofa, cradling Malevolent to my

the ceiling, and watch the shadowy

and the curtains are

did I

hook-ups

a teacher at the school? Usually, I am not that foolish, nothing

getting to me… Yeah, I’m not making sense. Was

and I know it makes me a bitch, but if

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

fills me. If Royce finds out, I bet he’ll be disgusted that I bounced

the other so

Nice work.

onto my side,

my hair,

than to hurt

scream, and cry, the guilt and hollowness seeping

how can I always be so

People think I’m a fucking

because I’m tough and

but no one sees the fucked

flex my fingers, trying to rid

a void so big I may

and never return.

state where you

both threatening to take over,

to wreak havoc

or even…

other than empty,

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

momentary… deep down, I know I’ll fuck up

at

but he’s the one refusing to talk to me… but does it even matter? It’s not like we are

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

my heart thundering, and I wonder if something happened

together again.

but I should be

That doesn’t mean he needed to

with me… and stop talking to

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

feel my anger and frustration

Fuck calm down…

thunders and right now, I can’t lose control. I hate how I have empty blanks in my memory whenever I completely spiral. What if I do

dropping my phone in the process; it hits the floor, but I don’t care. I can feel myself losing control, feel the beast within

with shaking hands and bite off the lid, my eyes blazing, my aura raging around me so powerfully that even

put on me to mask my aura, are

my Lycan tries to

cripples me, making me fall to

within me. 4

will burst as I grab onto the

wood but I can’t hold

forward, my head hits

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