He's gone... he left me... if I just wasn't so narrow minded.. maybe... just maybe I could have kept him longer.....

I run home, even though the day isn't over and I throw myself onto my bed, where I feel one of his sweatshirts. I pull it on and am immediately calmed by his unique smell.

"Hosuh you really have me wrapped around your little finger... if you just looked closer..." I whisper through tears. I lock my room and fall asleep with his hoodie on.

With Hosuh he's absolutely pissed. So mad that he can hardly pay attention to class, so after calling home and saying that he feels sick, he is driven home.

He goes into his room with a huge frown and tries his hardest not to cry when he sees all the pictures of them together hanging on his wall.

He rips them off and rips up the little notes written for him and throws all the gifts into a garbage bag and throws it around his room.

"Why did I let her in! Why did I love her! She never loved me! I'm a fool! I hate werewolves!" He throws the bag out his second story window.

"Maybe if I think hard enough i can forget? and we can be together again... graduate next year... go to college together and share a house... maybe even get married... go against a world that is so against different species relationships..." he whispers as his tears burn down his face. He wish he talked to Daniel for just one minute longer... said one more sentence to him and none of this would have happened....