I do not own the rights to Blood and Chocolate, nor do I own the rights to John Lennon's "Love." GUYS THIS IS ALL ABOUT JULIEN THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!!! THINGS ARE TAKING A TURN!!!! THE CLIMAX IS HERE!
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Gabriel awoke Christmas day to being smothered with kisses from his true love. Vivian straddled Gabriel as her mouth moved over his strong face, then settled on his lips as his arms wrapped around her, pressing their bodies close.
Then she moved her lips down his bearded chin onto his corded neck, and ran her hands over his bare, warm chest. Gabriel pulled her flat against him, rubbing her small back with his large hands as she snuggled against his neck.
"I love you with a beard." She cooed in his ear, and Gabriel let out a booming laugh and placed a kiss on her forehead.
Eventually they got out of bed, but Vivian was still wrapped around Gabriel's torso, and they decided to open presents before showering.
Gabriel walked into the living room his hands clasped underneath Vivian's bottom suddenly he dropped her on the couch, making her yelp. He turned the tree lights on then dragged Vivian to the floor with him in front of the fire that he was starting.
"You look adorable," he said referring to her Victoria Secret plaid pajama shorts, and little tank top to match. Gabriel just sat in his boxers and a tee shirt. Then he nibbled her neck, pulling her against him again. Vivian playfully pushed him to the floor and moved away to get his present.
"I swear I knew it was hard to shop for guys, but shockingly I think I'll find some stuff you'll like." Gabriel started to reach for one of the larger packages but Vivian pushed his hand away.
"Those are for last." Then she handed Gabriel a box.
(A/N: okay guys for full effect of reading the next few lines, I strongly suggest you to download John Lennon's "Love" while you are reading this, right now! Go! Do it before you read anymore! It set's the mood so well, other wise I wouldn't have put in the lyrics!)
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
For a while they opened presents until they came to the two small boxes that they had planned for one another. Both unwrapped them at the same time, inside both boxes was a gold ring. Vivian took the ring for Gabriel, pulled his left hand into hers and slipped the ring onto his ring finger.
"You are my mate. My one. My only." She said as she stared into his orb like eyes. "I love you purely, and because of this I will have no other man. Not only are you my mate, but my husband. It's just you and me." Then she kissed him tenderly on the lips.
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Gabriel took Vivian's ring in between his first finger and thumb, and taking her left hand into his he spoke while slipping on the diamond ring: "You are my one love, strong, beautiful, and elegant. I know no other woman than you. As your mate I give you my life, my devotion. As my mate I take that in return. Not only are you my mate but my wife. It's just you and me." Then he returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around her back.
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
we can be
Tears shimmered in Vivian's eyes as Gabriel told her I love you.
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
She gave him a sweet smile, called him angel, and then reached under the tree for another present.
(A/n: thanks very much silver.shadow.23 for the rings idea, as you can tell I loved it a lot. And this was not a marriage ceremony. That will be another fanfic to follow since all my fanfics are like spread out sequels. And doesn't that song just fit perfectly?)
Gabriel opened the box she handed him, it was a new leather jacket, and he had messed up his last one because he forgot to take it off when he was changing during a new moon.
"Thanks babe." He tried it on to show it fit then handed Vivian a thin box.
"Ooo." she cooed as she opened the box, her eyes lighting up, she pulled out a Ralph Lauren gold mesh necklace that sparkled beside the fire. It connected to a solid gold band that had the Ralph Lauren insignia on it.
"Oh Gabriel it's gorgeous." She put it on her slim wrist; it was so lightweight and went amazingly well with her ring. The gold mesh definitely complemented her golden skin. "I love it."
(A/N: and I'd love to have one too. I mean who wouldn't? It's freaking' RALPH LAUREN! I love how he and I have the same initials, it works out perfectly.)
"Okay baby, now you get your real presents." She pulled the package towards Gabriel that he had tried to open first. "Be careful opening it."
Gabriel put his hand on the item; it was all bulky because Vivian couldn't find a box for it. Okay so it would technically come in a box but I'm the writer so whatever. The shape seemed familiar, and despite the warning he ripped through the wrapping paper. There lay new parts for his Harley." His eyes gleamed like a child's as he touched the parts that he had wanted for so long, but had put off. His lips turned up into a ridiculously adorably grin.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it." He smiled, and then Vivian put another heavy package in front of him. Again he ripped through the paper to find more parts for his motorcycle. Then another package: new mirrors, pipes, and what ever else you could customize your bike with. To bad I don't know. Anyways, Gabriel was very, very, very happy.
"How'd you know what I wanted?"
"Bucky, of course. What else did you think I was doing after school?" Gabriel laughed, and pulled her into his arms, her back pressed tightly against his chest.
"Merry Christmas." He cooed, snuggling his chin against her shoulder, his beard tickling her skin, then he kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Merry Christmas baby." She said, running her hand over his thigh. "Ooo, I almost forgot." She scurried off his lap and pulled out a present from behind the tree. As she was coming back Gabriel held out his arms for her, but was knocked flat on the ground, Vivian draped a leg over his waist and lightly sat on his stomach.
"Here you go angel." She smiled mischievously. Gabriel did not make an effort to sit up, so he lay there unwrapping the box. Once the paper was off he saw that it was a pink Victoria's Secret box.
"I hope you didn't get me some male stripper thing." He cringed.
"Ugh, of course not. It's something for me to wear really, but it's for your…enjoyment." She purred as she rubbed his chest.
"I like the sound of that." Then he opened up the box to a pair of lingerie. Fondly he touched the lace, then looked up at Vivian.
"Can we play now?" he raised an eyebrow in invitation.
"No, we can play tonight." She laughed at his disappointed look then stood up and went into the kitchen scrounging for some breakfast.
As Vivian was pouring them bowls of cereal Gabriel passed her to get some milk and when he came back he playfully smacked her on her rear. She looked up at him with a coy smile, and raised eyebrow. Gabriel gave her a full smile, his teeth sharp as he pressed her against the counter, his hands on both sides.
His nose pressed against her long neck, drawing in her scent heavily. His large hands grabbed her hips as he pulled her body close, he growled as her claws teased his back under his shirt.
Vivian moved her mouth to his, his tongue running over her sharp teeth. She purred as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Eagerly she bunched the fabric of his shirt in her fists, moving her tongue against his.
Suddenly he pulled away, leaving Vivian confused.
"Maybe tonight," he mocked her then took his cereal bowl and milk to the table.
"You are so arrogant." She muttered, but he must have heard her because he laughed.
Later that day…
Julien was growing impatient, pacing around his tattered room. All afternoon after waking from a fitful sleep he had roamed around, scratching the walls, the window, and the door.
He wanted Vivian, and he was determined to get out.
For the millionth time he threw back his head, letting out a mournful growl. And for the millionth time Gérard could be heard cussing at his brother from across the house. Thankfully Tristan was at the main lodge, so that he couldn't hear it.
Gérard sat in his large chair, feet propped up on the footstool, trying to catch some football. But his brother's ruckus kept him tense, distracting his attention from the TV. Around 5: 30 he began to doze off: the football game was becoming quite anticlimactic.
Julien could hear snoring over the blare of the football game. A plan began to form in his head, and for the first time all day he stood still. It had been a long time since he had been in his human form and wondered if he could take the Change.
Slowly he was able to shorten his pelt, but he ended up looking like a shaved wolf. He moaned and winced as his bones popped, shrunk, and rearranged themselves for the first time in months.
Small whines leaked from his slowly changing muzzle, his teeth still sharp, and his jaw not completely formed to a humans. His eyes still had their feral gleam.
His claws had retracted only halfway, but his tail was gone. His skin was splotched like a leper, and he was incredibly weak on his unstable human legs.
Julien reached for the bed stand and with one swift wrench, yanked off the leg, to use as a club.
Gérard's snoring stopped for a moment, and Julien froze. The time was now 7: 00.
Julien heard the snoring pick up again, he gritted his teeth, then went to the window. There were bars on the inside of the window, Julien put down the wooden table leg and grasped the bars. The thought of Vivian flooded his mind. He thought how after he killed Gabriel, how he would take her away, make Vivian his own. He let out a terrible chuckle as he thought of Vivian with him, how his body would finally be at peace, no more pain, as he mated with her.
The bars were becoming difficult for Julien to pull apart; his muscles bulged in his arm and back as he pulled them down. Finally the metal was giving, the groan was very loud, and Julien was sure his brother would be coming in at any moment.
He gnashed his wolf teeth together, his long tongue curling out in disgust as he struggled with the bars.
Finally he made a big enough hole to crawl through.
Suddenly the snoring stopped, and Julien heard his brother's footsteps approaching quickly. Julien took his club in his hands, waiting for Gérard to come in, and soon enough Gérard threw the door open.
He only had to look at the window and the club to explode with anger.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Then Gérard came into the room, ready for a fight.
Julien stood his ground then suddenly charged at his brother, aiming for Gérard's head. Being quicker, Gérard blocked him with his forearm, and punched Julien in the gut. The rage exploded in Julien as he threw Gérard on the ground.
Gérard's fangs grew as he bit Julien's leg, tearing the flesh, except then he was thrown against the wall and kicked in the head. Julien stood over his brother, and picked his up by the front of his shirt.
"You can't keep me here you bastard!" Then he threw Gérard against the wall.
Gérard stumbled to his feet and tackled his brother. Julien tried to struggle away, but Gérard was stronger than him. Gérard sunk his teeth into his shoulder, trying to shake his to obedience.
Julien was able to grab a fistful of Gérard's hair, and pull him off. Blood flowed freely from the wound on Julien's ankle and shoulder as he kicked Gérard continuously, then he finally knocked him unconsciousness.
He recovered his club and smashed the window, beating out the shards of glass, as his brother lay on the floor. Julien kicked his limp form once more before crawling out into the cold.
The cold winter air bit as his naked body as Julien moved quickly to the woods. When he was safe in the cover of the woods he stopped for the Change.
Like before it was a slow and painful process, leaving him exhausted and sicker than before.
Julien set off on a sprint, slowly building up to a run as he traveled across the snow-covered land. He was terribly out of shape, but he could easily remember where Vivian's howling had come from. He headed north until he came to the last and completely secluded cabin.
He circled the house three times; very swiftly looking for an entrance, positive that he would reach Gabriel first. Then he crouched ten feet from the front door, listening to the activities going on inside.
Vivian was completely pressed against the pillows and comforter; Gabriel took hold of her wrists and pushed them too against the bed. His needy mouth descended on hers, taking his fill. Vivian's calves rubbed against his thigh as she beckoned him closer to her. And he came.
Julien growled in disgust, that should be him in there with Vivian, not Gabriel. He contemplated the ways he would kill Gabriel, rip his throat out, break his neck, or crush him in a fight.
Gabriel pulled at the fastenings on Vivian's new bra, fondly touching where the lace met her skin. He dragged his hands down her stomach and placed long drugging kisses on her collarbone, arms, and navel. She moaned his name, her fingers twisting in his thick, dark hair. Gabriel called her name and she moved to finally meet him.
Julien heard them and deeply growled. He could smell the lust between the soon to be separated mates. He knew that after disposing of Gabriel quickly, Vivian would still be in heat and he could take her. What a dirty man, he didn't even care about what Vivian wanted. He did not care if she loved Gabriel, Julien wanted Vivian and he would have her.
They moved together at a slow steady pace, kissing and touching. Gabriel took Vivian's left hand in his, kissing her fingers, her ring, and her palm.
"I love you," he moaned and kissed her, "I love you so much." Her hands clutched at his sweaty back.
Julien howled loudly, ready to take Gabriel down.
The howl made Gabriel jerk away from Vivian. He turned his head, looking out the bedroom door into the living room at the front door. Vivian placed her hand on his arm, trying to get his attention.
Gabriel pulled away from her arms, and when Vivian let out a small whine, he turned back to her, his glowing eyes full of power.
"Shhh." He whispered and cradled her head against his hot chest, for a brief moment he stroked her hair then placed a kiss on the top of her head. "Get dressed." Then he pulled away and got off the bed, pulling on his boxers and tee shirt. Quickly Vivian found some clothes and slipped them on. She watched as Gabriel stood in the frame of their bedroom door, listening for any more howls. Another one came and Vivian recognized it clearly.
"Gabriel, come back!" she beckoned, but he just stood there, so she went to him, clutching at his shirt.
"Oh God, it has to be him." She whispered. Suddenly she noticed how the hair on Gabriel's arms and legs where growing thicker and thicker. He let out a low feral growl that even made Vivian wary.
"He has come for you." He growled then moved quickly through the living room, "Stay in the bedroom and lock the door." He commanded. When he heard the lock click, Gabriel threw open the front door to see Julien crouching in the same position as before. Gabriel stepped out onto the front step, his forehead creased in fury.
Gabriel took the fabric of his shirt in one hand and ripped the garment off as if it was paper. A blush spread across his marvelous chest as his pelt began to quickly appear.
"If you think you came here to take my mate away, then you're wrong." He growled. Julien only snarled in return and pawed at the ground. When he snapped his teeth, the foam flew over his muzzle and onto the snow.
The Change burst through Gabriel as he took a flying leap and pounced on Julien. Gabriel threw Julien back ten feet then charged him. Vivian had meanwhile pressed herself against the door listening to the fight; the wolf inside of her was dying to see the fight. She wanted to see her mate in action, watch as he claimed what was his, and destroy the competitor. She let the wolf take over, and the logical side couldn't stop the hand from unlocking and opening the door.
She watched as the two males charged each other, Gabriel looking like an avenging angel as he took down Julien. Every few seconds Julien would get the upper hand because he was more agile, his sharp, poisonous teeth snapped at Gabriel, who jerked away each time they came near.
Gabriel thought back to how Gérard told him how the sickness was passed on. He was becoming nervous with each passing moment, Julien was wearing him out with all the jumping around, and Gabriel found that it was getting harder to dodge those teeth.
He staggered back, and Julien lunged forward, plunging Gabriel into the ground. Gabriel rolled into a tree as Julien ripped open his flank with sharp claws. Gabriel howled as he tried to move away, and swiped at Julien.
Then he saw that Vivian was standing in the doorway of their cabin, her eyes glowing with excitement at the fight. Gabriel's distraction was all that Julien needed.
As Gabriel looked at his mate in shock that she did not obey him, he felt Julien's teeth sink deeply into his shoulder, tearing at the flesh. Suddenly Vivian's sense's came to her as she realized what she had done by distracting Gabriel.
She cried out in horror as Gabriel fell to the ground, the poison racing through his blood stream. He was quickly turning back to his human form. His skin was blue in the cold, his teeth chattering, and his arms and legs jerking in pain as the blood drained out of his wounded shoulder.
Julien looked up after he bit Gabriel to see his prize. A victorious smile came when he realized that Vivian was standing there, completely unprotected.
His mouth and throat cavity transformed so that he could speak to her. And as he looked upon Vivian, the pain was gone, and so he thought that the insanity was gone too. But he was wrong; he had this odd floating feeling about him as he stared at his beloved. Vivian cowered in the door frame as his acid voice called to her.
"Vivian, my love, come to me. I need you my sweet."
"No, no—" she whimpered as she saw that Gabriel had stopped moving, he was still as death, his face buried in the red snow.
"You've… you…killed him. Gabriel! You killed my mate!" she sobbed as the tears ran down her chilled face.
"Yes darling, but now, you and I can be together, and you can help me get better. You, Vivian are the key to my health. I can take you far from here. I need you." Those last three words were said with a menacing tone, because Julien had expected Vivian to come running to him with open arms.
"Come here right now bitch." He demanded. "I have freed you from your captor Vivian, why aren't you here beside me?"
Vivian collapsed in the door, her strength gone now that Gabriel was dead. She sobbed against the doorframe as Julien stood fuming only a few feet away, then he began to approach and she screamed.
Meanwhile…
In the woods Tristan lifted his head to a woman's scream. He listened attentively to where it was coming from, but the damn echo was throwing him off. Tristan cocked the gun, and began running; it was impossible to carry the thing in his wolf form.
When he had come home earlier and found his uncle unconscious on Julien's floor and the window smashed, he knew his father had escaped, and was going after some poor girl.
First he dragged his uncle out of the drifty room, and taken him to the living room, easily placing him on the couch.
He tried to wake up his uncle but realized it was a waste of time and went to find the shotgun.
Tristan was now getting closer to the cabin that he was sure Vivian and Gabriel were at, which would mean he would meet his crazed father, and he would have to take him down.
The woods were now becoming sparser as Tristan got closer to the cabin. He could here argue and whimpers, quick bursts of screams.
Then he saw Gabriel lying naked on the ground in his human form. He saw the red snow, and ran to Gabriel's side, holding his fingers on the cold wrist listening for a heart beat.
Then Gabriel moaned he was alive! (Honestly did you guys think I killed Gabriel?) He shuddered and looked up Tristan could tell his father's disease was now running through this leader.
"Where is he?" he demanded to Tristan, and then he heard Vivian crying out inside the house. Some unknown force, whether it was the moon goddess herself, lifted Gabriel from the ground, and pushed his legs so that he was inside the cabin in a brief moment. A sharp pain was going through his skull as he called out to Vivian, who was being cornered by Julien.
Gabriel staggered against some furniture; he heard Julien's poisonous words to Vivian and let out a roar of fury.
"Don't worry my precious." Julien had been saying to her. Vivian lay in the corner of the living room, her claws out, her hair wild, and her clothes ripped from when Julien had grabbed her.
When Julien heard Gabriel's roar, his head jerked back, his strained eyes red as he saw that his enemy was not dead yet.
When Vivian saw Gabriel there, through all her tears, more came as she shook with relief seeing that he was alive. She reached out to him, tears streaming down her face.
Through Gabriel's daze he saw his mate completely terrified, a sight that he never thought would happen to his strong queen. He tried to call to her, but thick foam filled his mouth, and he coughed raggedly.
Julien was approaching him, and then Gabriel lunged forward, beating the hell out of him. Julien was shocked at how Gabriel could have had any strength to be beating him up. The crazed, feral look was reflected in both of the male's eyes.
Then Gabriel picked up Julien and dragged him out of the cabin, throwing him out onto the snow. He pounced on Gabriel biting the already wounded shoulder, making Gabriel scream in agony, then collapse underneath Julien.
Once again Vivian was watching, this time she was out in the snow, near Tristan.
Tristan raised the rifle, focusing on Julien. Vivian turned to him, here eyes widening.
Julien stood over Gabriel, his teeth about to plunge into Gabriel's vulnerable neck. Then he felt a sharp sting between his shoulder blades, into his neck. He heard the shot after. There was a pop of bone, and bright lights in front of his eyes. Hot blood splattered over his back, and he crumbled beside Gabriel. His lungs heaved for breath, and he tried to move but his spine was crushed. He gasped for breath as he shivered back to his human form.
And then…. Julien was dead. Tristan lowered the rifle. Vivian saw how the emotion flickered over Tristan's eyes when he shot his own father.
When Julien stopped twitching, she started to run over to Gabriel, but Tristan stopped her.
"Wait." He said, but Gabriel's moans were too hard to ignore.
"Why should I?" She demanded trying to pull away, but too weak with shock to do so. "I need to get to him! Gabriel!" she called.
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
"Look at his shoulder he's been bitten. He now has the same disease as my father had."
"What? No! He can't, he can't!" and with Tristan's words she became afraid to go near Gabriel, afraid that he had turned into Julien. "He's not, he can't be sick!"
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
"Damn it, Vivian listen to me! It's not permanent, he will get better, but right now he's dangerous! At least let me help you."
Vivian paused for a moment, looking at the lanky teenager before giving him her permission. "Just go put that gun away inside please."
Tristan did as he was told and Vivian ran to Gabriel's side, pulling him into her arms. He had slipped back into unconsciousness, and Vivian pulled his limp form completely onto her own.
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
we can be
"Gabriel, oh please angel, wake up!" She sobbed as she stroked his pale face, rubbed his cold chest trying to get some warmth back into him.
"Give him to me," Tristan said, "We need to get him warm before he dies of hypothermia." Vivian helped Tristan hoist Gabriel's arm over his shoulder. Gabriel woke up calling for Vivian; he felt her mouth touch his instantly, as her hands pushed him up to walk.
"Angel, can you move? Tristan is going to help you get inside."
"Where's Julien?" his poor blue eyes were empty of their glow, they had turned almost gray.
"He's gone now sweetheart, its okay." She told him as they moved up the step into the house.
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
"Go fill the bath with hot water." Tristan told Vivian, who ran quickly to the bathroom. Tristan kicked cabin door closed and followed closely behind, with a half conscious Gabriel at his side. Once in the bathroom the tub was filled with steaming water.
"Give him to me, please." Tristan passed Gabriel to Vivian.
"Gabriel, I'm going to help you into the bath, but you need to lift your legs, do you want Tristan to help?"
When he didn't answer, Tristan took one foot at placed it in the hot water. Gabriel's skin was terribly cold. Slowly they lowered him into the bath, the water helping his temperature. Gabriel laid his head against the wall, watching through half open eyes Vivian and Tristan scramble for the medical kit.
He tried to call for Vivian but felt the bile rise in his throat. Vivian saw him getting sick, and moved his head over the trashcan. He hurled and when done his face had lost its natural glow. She ran a cool cloth over his face.
"Oh baby," she said, kissing his forehead, as she and Tristan worked on his wounded shoulder. Tristan cleaned the wound as Vivian washed Gabriel's worn body. She gently ran the soap over his broad chest, and over his legs.
Then he reached out for Vivian and she took his hand.
"I'm here," she kept telling him, but through all his pain, she didn't think he could hear her.
"How long is he going to be sick?" Vivian asked Tristan wearily, who had finished dressing the shoulder wound.
"Well, when he bit my uncle, it lasted only 24 hours. Hopefully it won't last as long for Gabriel."
"I hope so. Thank you for helping me."
"I have to warn you though, his condition is only going to get worse. Gabriel will change, and become dangerous, he might not even recognize you."
"How could he not recognize me? I'm his mate." Vivian poured some shampoo onto Gabriel's hair, gently massaging his scalp. He moaned, and Vivian instantly looked worried. Gabriel tried to say something, instead foam bubbled at his lips.
"Why is that happening?" She took the washcloth and wiped away the foam."
"That's part of the disease. Tonight, do not sleep with him." At this Gabriel made another noise that sounded like a protest but more foam bubbled at his mouth.
Vivian rinsed his hair and body, and then Tristan helped him out of the bath into the bedroom. Vivian rooted for some thick flannel pajamas for Gabriel and dressed him.
Neither she nor Tristan saw how in a brief moment Gabriel's eyes changed from gray to red, then back to gray. His chest rumbled as Vivian pulled the shirt over his wet head. Then he felt warm air-drying his hair. Familiar fingers ran over his scalp, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember. Inside there was a need that he felt, to let the inner wolf completely take over, let his human, caring side disappears. And it was slowly winning him over.
"Gabriel? Can you hear me?" a small quivering hand took his. He knew this voice, but couldn't respond. Then he heard a woman softly crying and another male voice comforting her. The he was laid down on the bed, the covers placed over him.
"Gabriel?" his eyes opened and he saw a woman hovering over him. "Gabriel, can you hear me?" The woman's hand touched his face. He groaned as his head began to throb.
"There's nothing you can do right now Vivian, just wait for it to pass. But you have to keep this door locked, he could attack you in the night."
Vivian didn't want to believe what she was hearing, but nodded in compliance.
"Do you want me to stay here?" Tristan asked, but when Vivian shook his head he stood.
"Thank you Tristan. Gabriel would be dead if you hadn't helped." She looked up at him, tears falling down her cheek.
"Of course." Tristan left going to bury his father's body, and then to return home.
When they were alone Vivian returned to their bedroom, but stayed in the doorframe. It was her fault Gabriel had been bitten, because she had distracted him. She watched as he tossed and turned on the bed, crying out in pain.
But she listened to Tristan, and pulled the door shut, locking it from the outside.
Well that's 17 pages for you guys!!!!!! Well, what did you think??? Wasn't it worth the wait? Please please please review! And make it nice and long, I worked my butt off for you guys, and I hope you thought this chapter rocked. Thanks again to all those who reviewed, and I'm so glad I finally reached the climax of the story. I know you all are dying to read chapter 6 which will be titled "Monster." I'm excited and I know everyone of you is too!
Love,
Dahlila