I decided to write a short story... :> Happy Valentines day everyone!

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V-day blessing

As the day unfolded in front of me so did the realization that I was again alone for the third time for Valentines Day. Of course I put on the show of ‘I’m a man and I don’t care about the whole blown-out-of-proportion day’ but what was really going through my mind was the fact that I had no one I could call up and wish this happy day to… I tried to look through my phone for all the numbers I could call to see what my friends were doing, but it became very apparent that all of them had someone they can spend this special day with. For once in my life I felt truly alone.

I would have gone to a bar, but I wouldn’t have found my love there. I would have gone to a park to sit there, but that’s where all the couples were. I could have watched TV, but again I would have been alone. It felt absolutely heart breaking. I sunk further down on my couch as the night drew on. I needed to get out of the house. I needed to run.

I picked up my phone and put it into my jacket pocket in case someone needed to contact me, and I headed for the door. For once I was going to go all out and just run my night away like I was use to. I usually have a good hiding spot for my cloths. As a were, you usually mark a spot that you know you’ll be able to find later. I went to my normal spot and found my mark had been some how tarnished. Someone else had marked my spot. I had no clue what I was suppose to do nor could I tell who’s marking it was, as it was just made recently and by an unknown were to me. This was my special spot. The spot me and my ex-girlfriend had our first kiss… The same ex who dumped me 3 years ago after she found out that I was a werewolf. This defilement had definitely put me into a deeper slump then what I had come out here with. I now felt I needed to run even more then before. I took my jacket, shirt, and pants and threw them into the bushes very close to my old mark, if I got back in time I wanted to see who defiled it, not to cause problems but to see why they would pick that spot…

Very slowly I began my run; I wanted to take my time, as no one was waiting at home for me, and it’s not like the perpetrator would be back any time soon. I began to think how much better my life had been with out my ex knowing that I had been a werewolf. We would sit out under the stars and stare up at the moon on Valentines Day. I would normally bring some chocolates, some red wine, and a dozen roses. The last year I had with her, I brought her a teddy bear that had a heart shaped box of chocolates in its paws and we sat out under the stars on the roof. Lo-and-behold it had to be a full moon that night. That was the night my whole life with her ended. I had felt the change coming, and I knew I needed to get away from her before she got caught up in my mess. But I couldn’t stay away, it was Valentines Day. The day you spend with your loved one because you love them. A part of me wanted to show her my true self, and a part of me wanted to run. I guess I had her figured for someone who would love me, for who I was, not who I played myself to be, fur and all.

I thought I knew how to control myself, but for once in my life, everything seemed to break at the seams. I began to change right there with her in my arms. She noticed it and freaked out. She wanted to kill me. She kept calling me a demon… I knew that I had ruined any chance at a life with the woman I thought I loved… I jumped off the roof and ran. I ran faster then I had in my life that day. My life as I knew it was ruined. I moved that next day with no goodbye or even an explanation to my parents. I had been living alone since that day. I still haven’t received a message from her; my parents of course were worried, but knew I could make it on my own. I was their child of course. “Any child of mine better know how to live on their own if they ever leave. Because they wont be coming back here when they do.” My dad would always say to me and my brothers at the dinner table when one of us brought up the conversation…

Tonight I had to let my anger and rage fuel my feet. I rounded the same corner where I knew I’d thought I would be safe to shift, and I ran into the other were… I stared and I realized I was looking at a female were… She kept staring at me and I stared back at her. Then the scent hit me… She had marked my spot… she was the defiler… then like a sack of bricks it hit me… she was alone, just like me.

“You’re alone for Valentines too?”

“Yeah… You must be the dog I smelt earlier, where I left my cloths... Oh god! My cloths you didn’t move them did you!?”

“Hahaha, no I didn’t.”

A feeling of relief hit me, for I felt something connect between us. It was like a fire had been lit with the dark cold embers that I felt had been the pit of my stomach.

“Instead of being alone for Valentines, you want to spend it with another wolf that’s also alone?”

“Oh so you’re alone as well? Figured a stud like you, would at least have a dozen or so women chasing your tail by now…”

“You’re flattering. But no, I’m just now getting over a recent breakup with a girl I thought I’d spend my life with…”

“Love does have funny ways of messing with our minds…”

“That it does. Especially when you think someone would accept you for who you are…”

“They never do” we both had stated together. At that very moment it felt like my world had been brightened by her. She seemed radiant like someone had answered my prayer, and sent her to find me.

“Would you like to sit with me beneath the stars and the moon?” I asked in a very shy manor…

“Only if you’ll promise me that we can stay this way through the night.”

“I promise.”