Chapter 7

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We’d been sitting here for about an hour now and Damien still hadn’t left me or told me to toughen up. He’d stayed by my side and whispered soothing things to me. In the end, he started to sing to me and his voice was that of an angels.

“Beauty queen of only eighteen,

She had some troubles with herself,

He was always there to help her,

 She always belonged to someone else.

I drove for miles and miles,

And wound up on your doorstep,

I’ve had you so many times but somehow,

I want more.

I don’t mind spending every day,

Out on your corner in the pouring rain,

Look for the girl with the broken smile,

Ask her if she wants to stay a while,

And she will be loved

She will be loved.

Tap on my window knock on my door,

I want to make you feel beautiful,

I know I tend to get so insecure,

It doesn’t matter anymore.

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies,

It’s compromising that moves us along, yeah,

My heart is full and my doors always open,

You can come anytime you want.

I don’t mind spending every day,

Out on your corner in the pouring rain,

Look for the girl with the broken smile,

Ask her if she wants to stay a while,

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

I know where you hide,

Alone in your car,

Know all of the things that make you, who you are,

I know that goodbye means nothing at all,

Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls.

Tap on my window knock on my door,

I want to make you feel beautiful

I don’t mind spending every day,

Out on your corner in the pouring rain,

Look for the girl with the broken smile,

Ask her if she wants to stay a while,

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved”

Then he starts to hum the finishing lines under his breath. I fell asleep to the sound of his voice.

I awoke to an itchiness on my nose, but just as I scratched my nose I heard a small giggle and realised my little sister must be in my room. Again.

"LILY!! Get out!! I'm trying to sleep." I heard another giggle and just as I began to sit up I heard the sound of running footsteps. I jumped out of bed and ran out into the hall, but as I looked around, I noticed something wasn't right. My home didn't look like this, at all. Mine was so much simpler and not so colour co-ordinated. Mine was bright and full of random- quirky things that we'd seen around as we travelled around eastern-Europe to China then to Australia.

"Ever!! Should you be walking around dear?" asked a worried voice.

"Mum, I'm fine just a little too much sleep."

"Dear I don't think you've had enough sleep. I'm Mrs De Luca, Damien's mother. We never had the pleasure to meet as when I arrived home Damien was taking you to his room to put you in his bed. I've never seen him so gentle with anyone before dearie but I can see why look how much of a looker you are. And that hair!! So beautiful, you must show me your tricks one day. And before you ask dear, yes I am a werewolf just like my son. As I know of he told you our little secret and you told him yours, I knew you weren't an average human. Your scent, it is different from most. It's.... what’s that word I'm looking for.... ah yes that's it. It's delicious. Not that I'm going to eat you." She chuckled at her own joke. She was truly beautiful. Long brown hair, reaching just about her hips. It fell in loose natural curls that I would just die for. A pair of deep brown eyes stared at me like I was the first human she'd ever seen before.

Her figure was like a coke bottle, perfect amount of surves in just the right places.

In that moment, I envied someone for the first time and it Damien's mother. The mother of the guy I'd just met and made out with.

I couldn't contain it, I burst out lauhghing at my own thoughts.

"It is rather funny that you envy me, the mother of the boy you seem to like isn't it." She smiled beautifully and I saw a set of perfect white teeth. Wait, did she just read my thoughts? "Why yes dear, didn't Damien tell you we could hear them? Hmmm how strange, what did he tell you?"

"Just about his first transformation and that he was a werewolf nothing else."

"So you can hear thoughts?" I asked in my head.

"Yes and I can reply to. Just as it seems as though you can too." She replied with a huge smile lighting up her face.

"So it seems. Where is Damien?" I asked curiously.

"Down the hall, third room on the left dear." She thought as she turned and walked down the hall chuckling to herself.

I like her, I decided but Damien was dead. He heard all those embarrassing things I thought. Why couldn't I hear his?

"Because I know how to block my thoughts from those I don't want to hear them. Though if I had of known you could hear thoughts, I wouldn't have shielded them when I'd met you. I see you've met my mother. Lovely isn't she?" He said smiling. Just as I'd reached the door she had told me, he opened it and answered the question I'd been thinking.

"Your dead!! Do you know how embarrassing that is?!" I practically screamed at him.

In return, he grabbed my hips and pulled me into the room, laughing at what I had thought slash said to him.

I'm going to kill him, I thought.

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