"Well…it is part of being a witch. You can since other creatures." My voice was terribly weak. He walked up to me and lifted me in his immense, scorching arms. "Why did you run after you kissed me?" it was my turn for now. He stopped suddenly and put me down. Damn it! He looked in my eyes, his burning with a hunger.
"Claire. It was wrong for me to do that, I'm sorry. You're too young and…" His hands were pressed against his face in frustration. I felt bad for making him feel like this. I felt butterflies in my stomach.
"What…what if I l..l..liked wh…when you kissed me?" my voice squeaked , not believe I said it. I was falling in love with him. God how old is his? As this was going threw my head I didn't realize that Quil was moving closer. This time instead of kissing me he gave me a hug. "Do you know how a witch knows she has found her true love?" he looked bewildered by my question. "It is said that the next day he will lose he left shoe. And if there is an age difference between them, that when they share their first kiss, that his age melts away, or he gets older, he looks the same age as she." He looked like he didn't believe me, but then again the shock on his face was so discouraging that I wanted to run away. "I know it sounds stupid, but it is just a legend so…" I sounded so stupid. I gestured toward the door and we walked in the house, I then continued to my room. I flopped on my bed and Quil simply sat beside me.
"You know, it might sound silly to you, but…" Quil trailed off, his voice sounding unsure almost. After a few deep breaths he finished. "When a werewolf is supposed to be with someone we have a thing called imprinting?" If I wasn't listening so close I would've missed that last word cause he whispered pretty darn quietly.
"What is Imprinting?" it was a weird word to hear. I was really interested in knowing.
"Well, when you are a werewolf, when you see the girl that is basically made for you, Jacob describes it as gravity and it is in a way. It is simply her, you feel the want to be with her and it seems like it will kill you if she is gone. You protect her, you love her, and you make her happy." He let out a deep sigh.
"Have you imprinted?" I stuttered out. He looked sad when I asked and regretted asking right away.
"Yes, 14 years ago." He looked at me with an emotion I didn't want to mistake, love.
"Who was she?" I was getting bold. He seemed to like the question.
"Well, she is smart, caring, neat freak, she jumps off cliffs and scares the crap out me and others. Her name is Claire Young." I had a huge smile on my face and was relieve cause I didn't want Quil to love another girl. I would've had to play sabotage the girlfriend. "Now that we have played show and tell, you get the grand prize of…going to bed." I guess the shock on my face was funny because Quil was laughing his cute ass off.
I stuck my tongue out and stocked into the house.
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