My Sweet Werewolf
I'm Alex, I'm 25 years old, I feel like life passed me by without warning, always focused on my career, to be a veterinarian, a lover of animals, helping the dogs I found in the street, giving them a foster home, or forming homes for those who preferred to be on the street.
I met my fiance at a meeting of friends from college, he wasn't from the same circle, but he was there with one of my classmates, being his childhood friend who came for the holidays.
We connected immediately, he liked my quiet and reserved way of being, he liked that I wasn't like the others who only sought to stand out.
I don't know if it was because he approached me first, or because I wasn't in the mood to look for a partner, being more interested in my training, I accepted him, starting a long-distance relationship, because he lived somewhere else, but we still made it work, then he came to live in the same city when he graduated, to be able to be a little more together, but his work demanded that we barely see each other, without counting my occupation of caring for and healing animals.
Now that I think about it, I was only convenient for him, as I went out of my way to make things easier for him, I picked up his clothes from the dry cleaner, brought him his lunch, and taking care of my chores, I strived to be a girlfriend worthy of him.
We almost never saw each other, I only kept the illusion of having him, and believing that in the end we would make our lives together.
He wasn't going to be there for my birthday because of his work. "When I get back we'll celebrate, you understand that it's for work, and it's hard to get if it's lost" were his words, when I found out he was coming back earlier than expected, I was overcome with anxiety to see him, that I didn't go home to change, I came straight from my work to see him where he had a meeting with his colleagues or so I thought.
Seeing him so affectionate and close to a woman hurts my stomach, I came excited to this place knowing that he was coming back and would be present, always busy with his work, traveling from one place to another, I always justified it, understood, and trusted that we were going in the same direction, I felt happy that he wanted to grow to build a future together.
But seeing him with my own eyes, my chest hurts, my heart beats fast, the air escapes from my lungs. I sense the inevitable when I look more closely, that woman looks very attractive and elegant, her long silky hair, in a golden blonde tone, her makeup that delicately outlines her features, her long and firm legs under that short skirt, those red heels that give her more elegance, is my younger half-sister, the daughter of my father's second marriage. A bitter taste runs through my throat, I feel some envy, and at the same time sadness.
She always wanted everything that I liked, it was like that since she was very little, and if I didn't give it to her she would throw a huge tantrum, she always got everything for being like that, she wanted to be the first to eat the sweets, to be the first chosen to open the Christmas presents, I kept quiet and conformed so that my father wouldn't suffer, so as not to make dramas, he already had a lot to think about to cover all the expenses, and the demands of his wife who wanted to live like a queen, I always showed myself compliant and when I finally had something that I thought was only mine, she appears to take it away from me, but I didn't understand how she knew, I kept it a secret so that this wouldn't happen, so that she wouldn't take away something that makes me happy, because she hated to see me happy, only she wanted to be happy and pampered.
My fiance had told me that he didn't care about the image, that he liked how authentic and unique I was, that he liked my relaxed style, and that I wasn't superficial when it came to putting on makeup. I look at my hands with short nails, my style of leggings and sneakers, with a tight shirt and a jacket, my long hair, loose, wind-swept in a dark tone. I tremble with impotence, my blood boils when I see him whispering something in her ear, holding her by the waist and she smiles with those white and perfect teeth.
I squeeze my cell phone tightly and call him, to talk and not yell at him in front of everyone present, but I see that he only turns off his cell phone and I hear the voice on the other side saying that "the number you are trying to reach is not available", immediately because of the pain I feel I walk without looking, colliding with a waiter who spills all the drink he was carrying on a tray, the collision was so strong that I fall backwards, I imagine myself sprawled on the floor as I fall in slow motion, but something stopped my fall, a strong arm wraps around my waist, taking me against his body and my ear was stuck to his chest listening to a strong and throbbing heart.
"You should be more careful" I heard a deep and penetrating voice in my ear, a thick beard that caressed my neck as it brushed against me.
"I- I'm sorry" I say embarrassed and let go.
Looking up, I realize that the loud noise caught the attention of my half-sister and my fiance.
"HA, HA, WOW, WOW" she commented amused.
I wanted to run away from there, but my feet seemed nailed to the ground, the shock I had from the revelation of being cheated on was strong.
"ALEX" I heard Manuel say in a whisper and saw that he wanted to let go of my half-sister, but she clung to his hand more tightly.
"THERE'S NO NEED TO HIDE IT ANYMORE" she said bluntly.
"It's not the place or the time" Manuel says nervously, sweat running down his temple.
"How did you meet?" I asked with tears stuck in my throat.
She looked at me haughtily, smacked her tongue and moved her left hand that she had free as a sign of importance.
"A WHILE AGO I PASSED BY YOUR WORK, TO SAY HELLO AND IMAGINE MY SURPRISE, I SAW HIM, AND WHEN I SAW HIM I SAID TO MYSELF, I WANT HIM, AND WHAT I WANT I GET" She answered me in a serious tone, in that phrase I read between the lines what she wanted to say, "I and only I deserve the best, you deserve nothing".
It seems that she went through the veterinary clinic where I do my practices, I'm not an official there yet.
"You talk like you're buying an object" I replied, I never said anything to her statements, but the occasion called for it, she was taking my boyfriend away and that bothered me a lot.
"OH, NO SILLY, HOW DO YOU THINK, MANU IS THE GRAND PRIZE, A TEN OUT OF TEN" She says caressing his chest, who looks quite nervous.
It hurt a lot, I felt like I was falling apart inside, my heart was beating frantically, I wanted to tear all the hair out of that damn boyfriend stealer.
"He bought me everything I'm wearing and more, he wants me to look radiant in front of his parents who are coming this weekend" She said in a tone of embarrassment as if that embarrassed her, and fans herself with her hand.
How is it that he bought her everything?, don't tell me that he used the savings we had for the wedding, I think nervously.
I walk away from them towards the bathroom, I enter stopping me by the sink, my stomach hurts because of what I feel and I check the account that we share with Manuel, that we opened to save and have for our wedding.
Seeing the account at zero I scream frustrated and cry with impotence clinging to the sink.
I hear someone enter and I dry my tears to hide it.
"Alexandra... Do you think you can have something better than me... But it's not like that, I always win. I hear my half-sister say."
I straighten up to look her in the face.
"What? I ask incredulously."
"I went to see where you worked, I thought about becoming a manager, but I don't like animals and I saw you with him... I couldn't believe that you had a boyfriend, I never saw you capable. She laughs mockingly looking at me with contempt."
So she knew that he was my boyfriend and because she was so selfish she wanted him for herself.
"Why couldn't I?" I asked annoyed closing my hands in a fist.
"Just look at you. She tells me pointing with contempt."
I look at my attire, for me it's fine, but apparently it's not good for others.
"Your hair is all standing up, your second-hand clothes... Of course it was mine before, always using what I left... When I get bored of Manuel I'll give him back to you... Since you never bothered what I didn't like anymore. She tells me boasting about it."
"At least I'm authentic, you're just appearance." I said annoyed.
"Ha, ha, ha... Only you believe that... But in the end they prefer me first... They don't even notice you. She tells me splashing me with water."
I cover my face so it doesn't get wet.
"Did you get angry?... Does that bother you?. She asks with clenched teeth and loads more water in her hands throwing it on me wetting me completely."
"But what? I ask offended by her attitude."
"I'm just helping you clean yourself, it's just water, you're not going to despise my help. She tells me mockingly."
I raise my hand wanting to slap her.
"AHAAAA, DON'T HURT ME" she shouts sadly and I didn't hit her or do anything to her.
Manuel enters abruptly, slamming the door against the wall when opening it wide.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" He shouts at me with contempt and she hugs him sobbing.
"She attacked me out of nowhere, I don't know why, I was just worried about helping her" lied the very cynical one, as always victimizing herself to get attention from others.
I look full of contained anger, he never showed himself so protective with me, on the contrary he was capable of putting me ahead before something hurt him, he would use me as a shield against anything that threatens his physical health, but now he was protecting my half-sister, he hugged her hiding her from my sight.
I released the air that was pressing on my chest, I look with pain at that scene and left that bathroom bumping her shoulder.
"AHAAAA SHE HURT ME" complained the very hypocritical one.
As always she gets the attention before everyone with false crying, she wants to be the only one who is given attention, she is selfish, envious, vengeful to the max, when she didn't get her way and they told her that it was my turn to receive something first she would pretend that she accepted it and ended up ruining it for me, like that time in the games, when I was ten years old I wanted to go on the carousel, ride the unicorn and she on the roller coaster, but my father considered my suggestion more when seeing dangerous what she chose and my half-sister threw my bear into the mud with a jerk, then she apologized pretending to feel ashamed and sorry, but she looked at me with hatred.
Before leaving the restaurant I feel that I am pulled and I turn seeing Manuel.
"I'm sorry that things come up like this, but I didn't know how to tell you the truth" he confesses to me.
"How long have you been going out?" I ask looking him in the face.
"It's recent" he tells me.
"Three months ago" I hear my half-sister who appears.
"How?" I ask looking at him.
"I'm sorry" he says very idiot.
"I'm sorry? Is that all you can think to say?" I let go with contained anger, I couldn't believe the level of cynicism he had, he was with my half-sister for three months and he kept me hoping for the wedding.
"What do you expect me to say?" Manuel asks me.
I sigh swallowing my tears.
"Why did you keep holding me back? Did you need a maid? Someone to take care of your errands while you were rolling around with this slut?" I ask him annoyed.
"WAIT A MINUTE, DON'T CALL ME THAT" My half-sister jumps angry.
"DON'T MEDDLE STUPID" I shout furiously taking a step forward to slap her, but Manuel intervenes.
"DON'T TALK TO HER LIKE THAT, I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WERE SO VULGAR, GOOD THING I REALIZED IT BEFORE" Manuel tells me pushing me by the shoulders to get me away from her and not hurt her.
With tears in my eyes and my heart broken I run away from before them without direction to cross the street, a deafening sound of a horn stuns me I turn seeing some headlights that blind me I cover my face with my arms seeing myself run over in any second.
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