ADDAMS

I was there, contemplating the cloud with a fresh breeze blowing on my torso.

I wore a short and a sleeveless shirt, sipping on my glass of whiskey. I have just started getting used to my loneliness.

I had fulfilled everything I wished to do, such as exploring Mount Corcovado and exploring the Amazonia, though, I didn't explore thoroughly this forest, it was too huge.

Not to say I have already forgotten about everything I lived with her and all those great moments.

No. I couldn't forget about all those things. I was just getting used to this pain, it was no more as painful to assume as it was at the beginning.

Sometimes, I asked myself what was the best feeling, being with her or feeling this loneliness, this self-love, but I couldn't tell what feeling I preferred.

There were days I felt so free of mind, days I thanked her for leaving me as she did, and during those days I felt likewise, I had no more sentiment again toward her.

Still, there were other days, the ones I hated, during that other one, every single move I made remembered me of her. It seemed I could hear her voice sounding everywhere.

Sometimes, during some promenade, I wished to see her on my way with just a word in her mouth "Sorry" With just this word and everything would have been settling, though, it never happened, never.

Nevertheless, all the pain I went through, today was a precious one, during this one, I couldn't understand where it was coming from, but I was overwhelmed by a total joy

Happy to live, happy to have everything which surrounded me, and happy even for what she did to me. I understood she wasn't the one, that I was simply wrong.

I took it easy, accepted it, and Started enjoying my time.

I was in the yard, taking delight in every single moment until one of the guys working for me as the doorkeeper came up to me.

I looked at him coming closer, I was stunned, looking at him.

What did he have to tell me which necessitated his presence so close?

He came with a bow, and he whispered into my ear there was somebody outside asking for me.

I couldn't fancy who was the one, I struggled in my mind to find who could come here.
I had no friends here.

Did I already have one?

The visitor hadn't given his name, I was anxious, I didn't know why but my heart started beating harder.
It was uncommon for someone to look after me here.

I asked for a proper description, and what he said corresponded to Whitney.
I stood from my seat at his explanation motioning with the glass of wine anxiously twirling it between my thumb and the other fingers.

She couldn't be here.
How?

Maybe this description was for somebody else and I was just fancying about an impossible thing.

But who?

I ordered him to let her come in.

I looked at him slowly inching to the gate, my heart ran at every step he made, and it went faster as close as he became to this huge gate.

I wanted to know, I needed to know.

I couldn't imagine what could be my reaction if she was the one.
What would I do?
What did she want?

A lot of speculation was cruising my mind with a wonderful speed.

The gate opened, and I looked at the silhouette of the person coming in.
My wolf was growling, by just her shape he had recognized her.

She entered the gate, with a little bag in hand. What did she want?
Why was she there?

She inched toward me, slowly reducing the space which separated us.

Tears almost dropped down my cheeks but I remembered she didn't deserve any.

She was now playing her timid.
I hated her, my heart was filled with grief and anger.

I remembered at that moment everything she did to me, everything she had made me feel during these months.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, holding back my bitterness.

However, my wolf seemed to have sympathy for her.
How, after everything she did?

"I...am...so...sorry...Addams" She pronounced, stressing every word, her bag on the ground and tears down her cheeks.

I didn't believe it, I didn't fucking believe anything, not after the face she had shown me that day.

I laughed, laughed harder, though with tears coming down my cheeks, it was a sneer of pain, a smile that was hiding the sob I wanted to let out.

"Don't fucking pronounce my name again in this fucking mouth"

"You don't know how I felt during these months you were not at my side, so please shut up your fucking mouth. I don't care about whatever you think of me" I blurted sternly.

She immediately fell to her knees, "Let me explain what was going on, I am sure if you give me the time you will understand what I did" she pleaded, with tears in her eyes.

"You want to explain" I laughed.

"What will you explain?"

"Do you have something valuable to justify why you hurt me? Do you think there is something able to justify this infamy?"

"I don't think. I have waited for an explanation for so long, now I think it is no more necessary, I had moved on"

"Sorry babe, just leave me a minute to make you understand I am the same Whitney who had always loved you, this one your wolf considered as your Luna" she spoke.

My heart burst as I heard her talking about my wolf,

"What are you talking about?"

"I know everything about you, the pack, but please just let me an instant"

"It won't justify what you did, and to tell you the truth, I just started being delighted with this loneliness"

"I am done with you" I closed the dialogue, whirling on my heel to enter the building.

I indicated to the guy standing at the door to put her outside.

She was crying, pleading for a moment to try convincing me though every time I looked at her, I couldn't help but think of her fucking up with the one who played the role of my dad.

I was hurt, the heart is just a weak organ.

She didn't deserve the kind of love I was ready to give her.