If I Can Love You, Why Can't You? - A Werewolf Novel

If I Can Love You, Why Can't You? - Chp 17 [I Alone]

I alone love you/I alone tempt you/I alone love you/Fear is not the end of this!~Live – I Alone

It took me a while to become used to the fact that I shared a world with werewolves, vampires, shifters, feys…and well the list goes on. A world where secretly these secret species formed a council that goes under the name of ‘The Unbelievables’. Were they roamed the earth well before probably even humans. I don’t know how it started and neither did Will, when I had asked he chortled and said “What am I, the Bible?”

I was constantly asking Will questions when I visited some simple and others not so to answer.

The book Will had lent me I discovered was a book that each Unbelievable person received to pass down in the family, a book to answer all children’s questions, not all but what was happening to them. Kind of like a sex-ed book minus the sex of course. Each book was different of course depending on your species. It was said to be disrespectful for other species to read another species’ book, an intrusion of privacy to sink deep into their private mysteries and capabilities. It was also a no-no as it allowed species to discover other’s weaknesses, so if a war occurred they’d have one hell of a time.

I was told that the ‘Believe in the Unbelievable’ saying originated from them and humans walk around saying it oblivious to what that truly means. Learning these things I was beginning to feel actually stupid and small as I realized how blind we humans truly are as we list Vampires under ‘fantasy’ in the library.

However, all fantasy thoughts related were put on hold as my HSC exams grew close. Study was my main priority, even my mother made that clear. I would never forget that phone call.

“Hey mum.” I said feeling unnerved and yet happy as my mum had finally called since I’d moved down to Dame Hills, over a month ago.

“Hey sweetie, how are exams going?” she asked jumping straight to the point; I rolled my eyes thinking I should have seen this coming.

“Uh good, yeah coping.” I said nodding.

“You sure? I can fly you up here for special tutoring lessons.” Her voice her usual drowning of too sweet honey tone. I hated how she always undermined me, how I was always less because I didn’t wear Channel.

“I'm fine.” My annoyance seeping into my voice too easily. I had spent a too long of a period away from home to be used to her and her lack of belief in me, her scrutiny. I had become weak and was unable to brush it off. Here I had made friends, close connections, I was in love! I had loss touch in being used to being brushed off and put down.

“Okay, the offer is still there. You know I only want what is best do you can move back and get your degree in medicine. Besides, Carrie Bishops daughter Jasmine has been studying flat out, do you seriously think I can show my face if your marks aren’t better I mean…”

That is how an hour later Will found me in my bedroom chucking my pillow and stuff around my room, screaming like a wild beast.

He slid through my bedroom door “Heeeeey.” He said dodging just in the nick of time as I pegged a CD at him.

He caught it “Tanz I don’t think you’d like to kill…” he chuckled “Delta Goodrem?”

I snatched the CD from his hands and jumped on it until it shattered into tiny bits. I laughed darkly “Mum bought it for me because ladies listen to that music.” I cried sarcastically as I chucked a Susan Boyle album.

His eyes grew weary “Okay what about this…Lostprophets?” he asked holding it up and his eyes gesturing to his foot as he tried to lighten the mood.