Updated: November 27, 2014


We were brought up knowing right from wrong, good from bad. Any child can tell you what you should and shouldn't do. No running in the hallways, always eat your fruits and vegetables, use your inside voices in the classroom, ect. But what about the other things you shouldn't do? What about the seven deadly sins? We all know them. We all have heard them at some point in our life but have we really ever thought about them?

Wrath. Greed. Sloth. Pride. Lust. Envy. Gluttony.

Which one is the worst? If you had to choose just one, what would it be?

Perhaps wrath is the most evil.

Uncontrollable anger.

It might not seem so bad at first but believe me, it is.

With all of the other sins you usually only hurt yourself or a couple others but with anger you bring everyone down with you, you affect every person you come in contact with. Maybe you think you can control it. Maybe you don't think it is dangerous, but I don't think we give it enough credit.

Maybe we can't control it. Maybe it's a lot more dangerous than we originally think.

I mean, after all, when it comes to destructive behavior…it did make the top seven.


"Hello."

I was greeted by warm arms and a kiss. Best greeting ever!

"Hello yourself." I responded, leaning up to kiss him again. He chuckled.

"Have fun in detention?" He asked, amusement clear in his voice. I scowled and pushed away from him in mock annoyance, heading into the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, highlight of my day." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. He chuckled following me into the kitchen.

"You mean the highlight of your day isn't seeing me? I'm hurt Kimmy-Darling, very hurt." I giggled and did a little pirouette, heading over to the fridge to get a drink. Walking back over with an IZZE in my hand, I noticed the brown paper bags on the counter. I shot him a confused look. "I'm making us dinner tonight." He told me. I grinned, I had forgotten about that…

"Ooh. What are we having?" I asked, excitedly. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Not telling." I pouted and walked over, placing my drink on the counter, and wrapping my arms back around him, leaning my chin on his chest and looking up at him. He groaned. "Don't do that Kim." He complained.

"Do what?" I asked innocently. He rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. He sighed and pushed some of my hair behind my ear.

"Stop being so adorable and make me want to tell you everything." He told me. He was so sweet. I love him so much. I opened my mouth to tell him but instead he placed his mouth on mine, kissing me. Of course, I finally get the courage to tell him and instead he ruins it. Not that kissing him isn't appreciated…I love kissing him…so much.

"You know, I absolutely love those shoes." He said, glancing down at my feet.

"Hmm?" I asked, still a bit distracted by his kissing abilities.

"They make you very tall. You're up to my chin which makes it even easier to kiss you." I giggled and leaned up, kissing him again.

"I like them too. They match my red jacket. I was kinda going for the whole Little Red Ridding Hood look today." He mock glared at me.

"If you weren't so cute then I wouldn't let you make those remarks." He warned, brushing his nose against mine.

"Good thing I'm cute then, wouldn't want to get on the bad side of a werewolf." He smirked.

"Oh yes, I am very scary, huh?" He winked. I giggled, pulling out of his arms and jumping up to sit on the counter.

"You guys are seriously the tamest werewolves I have ever met."

"Kim, I would hope we are the only werewolves you have ever met." I rolled my eyes and ignored him, continuing.

"I'm pretty sure Ke$ha is more vicious than you and she has a three-second attention-Oh! Ke$ha! I need to feed her…" I jumped off the counter heading over to the fish that was sitting in her bowl on the side counter. Jared laughed. Apparently Ke$ha isn't the only one with a three-second attention span…

"Already fed her." He told me, I looked over at him gratefully. I always forgot to take care of her but Jared always remembered.

"Sooo...What's for dinner?" I asked, walking back over to him, giving him my best innocent look.

"Lemon chicken with lemon pasta. Shoot. I wasn't going to tell you." I laughed before grabbing my homework and sitting at the counter to work on it. "You always distract me…" He mumbled. I started working on my math homework wondering why he was acting like this. Sure, he was always very sweet but he was trying extra hard tonight. He had said there was one more wolf thing he had to tell me. I wondered what it was, it couldn't be bad. We'd already been through so much together in our short relationship. I felt as though we had been together forever. We were so comfortable and in sync with each other, it was a little crazy sometimes.

He was already working on dinner and I finished my homework before helping him. A couple hours later we were sitting down eating, talking about random things. He seemed a little on edge though, a little nervous, which was strange for him. "You want to watch a movie?" I asked, clearing my plate. He followed me with his.

"Sure, how about after I talk to you about the wolf thing we can watch one?" He questioned slowly. I nodded my head and went into the living room. I sat on the couch smiling at him.

"What's up?" I asked happily. He took a seat next to me but kept space between us which wasn't like him. I was a little hurt by the move but I didn't let it get to me, I gave him a slightly confused look but still smiled at him.

"So you know everything about werewolves except this last little thing. I actually think it's the best part about being a wolf." I was intrigued now but a little confused, why would he wait to tell me this? "It's called imprinting." I nodded my head, still smiling. I had no idea what he was talking about but if you just smile and nod your head at someone they, often times, think that you understand. He chuckled softly. "You don't know what that is, do you?" I shook my head 'no' causing him to laugh again. He reached out and took one of my hands in his big one. "Do you remember the story of the third wife?" Wasn't expecting that. I thought back to the stories from the night of the bonfire. I had been a little distracted because I was so upset and mad with Jared but I did remember the particular story he was talking about.

"That's the one with the wife that sacrifices herself to save her husband, right?" I asked, a little confused as to what this had to do with what he wanted to tell me. He nodded his head.

"She was an imprint." He responded. He studied my face for any kind of reaction but I truthfully had none.

"Um...cool?" I questioned not sure what the right answer to his statement was. He chuckled nervously again.

"Every werewolf has the possibility to imprint. It's finding your soulmate, who you belong with. The first time you see them, after becoming a werewolf, all you have to do is look into their eyes and you know. It's a little like love at first sight but stronger. A wolf needs to be with their imprint to survive." My smile slowly faded as I processed what he was telling me. He was either saying that he might one day see someone and instantly love them, leaving me behind, or he was saying that he imprinted...on...no. He better not have. "Kim, I imprinted on you." I snatched my hand out of his.

"Get out of my house." I said evenly, already feeling the tears well up in my eyes. He imprinted on me, I was his soulmate? Highly unlikely. You can't just look at someone one day and decide that you love them. It doesn't work that way. I was not his happily ever after. I was not his imprint. He looked shocked and confused.

"But Kim, I-"

"Get out of my house right now." I interrupted him, managing to still stay calm and not yell at him. I wanted to keep some of my dignity. This had all been a joke, it was some big game. He didn't want to be with me, he didn't want me. He was forced to be with me, he was forced to want me.

"Kim-" He said softly reaching towards me. I swatted his hands away, standing up and backing away from the couch.

"No. Don't Kim me. Get out." I told him on the verge of hysterics. He stood up, coming towards me, with the most defeated, pitiful expression.

"But I lo-"

"Don't say it!" I screeched. "You don't get to say that! You lost that right the minute you were forced to be with me. I knew you wouldn't ever want me! I knew it! And everyone told me I was wrong, our...your friends, they told me how cute we were and how happy they were for us and they were in on it! They knew and they said nothing! Brady told me you loved me, he said-he said-" I burst into to tears. Why do things like this happen to me? Why can't someone want me for me? He pulled me into a hug.

"You don't understand, you've got it all wrong, I-" I shoved away from him. I didn't want him comforting me. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. "I'm not forced Kim, please don't do this. I didn't mean to-"

"Stop Jared! Just stop. Get out of my house, I don't want you here!" I cried, trying to push away my tears. "I thought you were different. I thought you could actually care about me, I was so stupid Jared. So stupid. The only people who are around me are forced! You're only here because you don't have a choice! All because I was annoying you in chemistry class, you looked over at me. You didn't even care about me enough to paw-print on me on your own time. You only did it because you just had to get a look at the girl who was tapping her pencil!" I sobbed. "You were a puppy for a year, Jared! A whole fucking year and you never looked at me once! This isn't fair! Just go away! I don't want to see you ever again!" He looked horrible by the time I was done with my rant and like he was going to cry. Why would he care?

"Kim." He said calmly, but I could hear the slight hysteria behind his words. "Please don't do this. I will do anything you want but please, please don't ask me to leave. I can't leave you-"

"Because you're forced to stay!" I cried hitting his chest and attempting to push him away from me.

"No, Kim! I'm not forced to do anything! I want to be with you forever, you're so amazing and perfect and gorgeous. Kim, I lo-" I put my hands over my ears. I couldn't bare to hear him say those words. If I heard them then I might give in and I can't let him get away with hurting me like this. He is practically telling me that he wouldn't be with me if he had an opinion in this. Unfortunately, I couldn't help the word vomit that came out of my mouth.

"I love you Jared! I love you so fucking much that it hurts! I love you because you are so sweet and kind to me, and I love you because even when I screw up you don't criticize me. I love you because you and your friends are my family. You guys are basically all I have. I love you more than I have ever loved anybody or anything. I would give up everything for you if you asked. And I have reasons that I love you and one of them is not because some stupid magic told me to do so!"

I stormed away from him, back into the kitchen. He caught me though, forcing me into a hug while I cried.

"I love you. I love you so much Kim. I love you more than anything. Please, just calm down and let me explain. I love you." I didn't want to hear these things. I squirmed and pushed out of his arms and he finally let me go.

"Get away from me!" I rubbed my eyes trying to make the tears stop but they just wouldn't.

"No, Kimmy, Sweetheart, I love you, please don't do this. I'm not leaving you alone like this, just calm down. Please, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I imprinted on you, you didn't want this and I just want to give you what you want." Oh, so now he didn't even want me. He regretted this love at first sight, he was sorry about it. I snatched the car keys off the side table and rushed out the door to my car.

"If you wont leave, then I'm gone! Stay away from me! I hate you!" I screeched, throwing open the door of my car and getting in, locking the doors, and speeding off to no particular destination. I could hear a wolf cry somewhere behind me. It sounded like it was in pain. Good, he deserves to be in a quarter of the pain I'm in. I stopped the car eventually because I couldn't see from my tears. I wasn't sure where I was but I just leaned my head against the steering wheel and cried.

It wasn't fair, why couldn't someone just love me because of who I am? Why did they have to have some spell put on them to want to spend time with me? I'm guessing the others only were with me because Jared had to be. I had accepted them as werewolves, I had accepted vampires, I had kept their secret, and they couldn't even tell me this from the start. I should have been told at the beginning so I wouldn't have gotten too attached to them.

There was a quiet knock on my window. I lifted my head up but since it was dark out, I couldn't see a thing. I unlocked the car, not even caring who it was. It was either a member of the wolf pack, which means I would just get to yell and take out my anger even more. A murderer or kidnapper which, right now, didn't sound half bad. Or it was a random person who was wondering what the crazy, sobbing girl was doing in her car at this time of night. The door opened and I was surprised to find it wasn't any of those people.

"Oh, honey." A sweet voice cooed. Alice. I moved my head away from the steering wheel to look at her. She was smiling sadly at me. She lifted me up as if I weighed nothing and moved me over to the passenger seat before getting into the drivers side and restarting the car. "I'm taking you to my house and you can tell me all about it. It's gonna be okay." She said, while I continued crying my eyes out.

Not long after, the car stopped and immediately Alice was opening my door and helping me out of the car. I leaned against her as we walked up the driveway to a house I had never seen before. I was trying to control my crying but failing. It wasn't fair. Why couldn't he fall in love with me? I love him so much and he would never love me. No one would ever love me.

"Oh dear! What happened?" Another musical voice stated.

"I don't know." Alice murmured sadly. "I think it has something to do with the mutts." She led me up the stairs to a room that had a huge king size bed in it. We climbed onto the bed and she held me, letting me lean my head on her shoulder, while I cried. She shushed me. No one had ever comforted or held me while I cried except Jared.

Jared.

I wanted Jared but at the same time I wanted nothing to do with him.

"What happened?" Alice asked. She sounded like she cared so much.

"He-he told me…" She stopped rubbing my arm.

"You didn't know about the werewolves?" She asked, sounding shocked.

"N-no. I knew, he told me about the paw-printing. How he is forced to be with me." I whimpered out. She sighed.

"I'm so sorry, honey." She said quietly. "Just go to sleep and we can talk about it in the morning." I nodded my head, sniffling, trying to get the tears to stop. "Everything is going to be okay." I fell asleep soon after. It was one of the worse sleeps of my life. For one thing I was very cold, I also had nightmares all night of Jared telling me he was forced to be with me and didn't want me.

I hate my life.