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Title: Show Me Chapter 3

'Rocco…'

She couldn't even look at him as she brought her cold knees to her chest; she was on the couch. It was hard to focus on being happy and content when you are constantly reminded that you are fool. There was no pain like being betrayed and lied to behind your back like you are so insignificant—so unimportant.

It was a pain that felt like no other as she looked to the empty condom wrappers that was on the table. She placed it there so every time she tried to make an excuse or rationalize what could have happened, she is reminded that she was used like the tool she was.

Maybe it was her fault. She could have known all this from the very beginning but she allowed her better judgment to be so clouded by the man; or what she assumed a man—a monster was more like it, that she thought she loved and thought the feeling was returned. She was a fool. From sun up to sun down, she made herself believe that stuff like this only happens to other people. She thought that for some reason she was immune. She broke her own rule.

'Always listen to your heart…'

She broke it.

And now; Clawdeen Lucia Wolf, was one of the ghouls that knew well of the signs, but did nothing about it.

It tore her and she couldn't help but let the tears that were held in for so long to run free. She couldn't help but be a little vulnerable—even if she put herself in that position. She hated it. She hated herself because she knew she was a good woman.

But what had gone wrong?

Was this really love?

No.

This was not love. This was not what Clawdeen wanted; the apartment, his 'affection', being with him in his spotlight, the parties and the recognition as Rocco Stone's fiancé. She could care less for it now because it was built on lies and betrayal. It was forged and mended with false hope and a blanket to keep her happy, but that was now gone.

The moment she came to that realization was the moment that she felt her heart cease to beat. Rocco Stone had become such a big part of her life; her lifeline, that she forgot about herself. She had lost herself over the course of 3 years—since day 1. He molded her to be what everyone should idolize—the woman of dreams like she was an exotic animal to be displayed for all to see.

Every time she closed her eyes, Clawdeen could just envision Rocco lying in her face about love and sanctity, but when she turns her back to him, he is surrounded by women who would loosely throw themselves at the boy.

A boy.

Yes! A boy that enjoys plays games and wasting time. They do not hold consequences of their actions and it was sad.

She had to admit that for a while he had her fooled and running in circles. She placed him on a pedestal like he wanted and forgot about her wants and her needs. She was so enthralled in catering to the whims of this child that she lost sight of the real Clawdeen.

The mighty Clawdeen.

The respected Clawdeen.

She stood up now; brushing herself off as she wiped the tears from her eyes and looked to the bedroom door where Rocco slept soundly form his night of being adventurous.

She walked into the quiet room; the only noise that could be heard is his snoring and the fan that blew in the corner of the room. She tiptoed to the closet to grab some clothing before going into the bathroom; starting the shower and waited while it got hot.

It gave her time to reflect on everything that was going on and the motives for her actions. This wasn't happiness for her; to constantly be lied to moment after given moment. She really wondered exactly how many times it had happened—him cheating on her. She had to ready herself—maintain her composure for the b.s that would follow suit because these were only accusations. Clawdeen knew well once a liar always a liar, that is just how it worked.

It would be moments later that she heard the bathroom door open as well as the shower door slid open. She looked up to see the smug, tired face of Rocco; grinning from ear to ear as he looked to her naked form and the water cascading from her form.

It was indeed a sight to be seen. Her temple was just out of this world; taught, slender, but slight built from her athleticism from her years in middle and high school. Her hair was messy and it sat on top of her head in a loose bun and the slight seriousness in her eyes seemed to call him.

She did not put up a fight or even acknowledge the fact that he was bothering her. She even moved aside when he walked in without permission.

The large male stood now behind her as she sighed a little bit and continued on her shower. He had noticed this, but like a few times before she was just playing hard to get.

Large, calloused and powerful hands rested on her small waist before gliding up to her shoulders where his lips met her hot flesh. He nibbled on the side of her neck and kissed her shoulders before standing there slightly confused because she was paying him no mind. "Hey…" Rocco finally spoke with a slight squeeze on her shoulders, but she didn't respond.

He figured she was mad about him going out last night—fine, but he felt that was no reason to pretend he wasn't there. Ironic.

"Clawdeen…" He turned her naked form around to face him and looked into her eyes that seemed unfazed by anything. He raised a brow to her as he felt her body tense to his touch and wondered why. "What is wrong, babe?" For once he sounded a little concerned; if any.

Clawdeen looked to him for a moment; right into those steel gray eyes that she used to find so mysterious and forbidden; now she concluded why. But to keep the peace, she placed on a fake smile like he would and shook her head. "I am just under a lot of stress…exams and work. You know." She lied in his face like he would and really didn't care if he believed it or not.

And of course! He wouldn't believe it. He questioned it more as he leaned forward towards the girl; taking a deeper look into those eyes to find her staring back.

'Wolf instinct… Never back down when threatened…'

"You sure?"

Clawdeen smiled to him before cupping his strong jaw in her small hands and nodded. "Yes.."

She turned back around to continue bathing which created an extended moment of silence which was unsettling for Rocco. For once…she was getting a reaction from the guy, but it had to come to this.

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"Rocco…" Clawdeen broke the silence as she rinsed the lather off her body; Rocco watching her and still towered over her. "Are you satisfied with life? Would you change it if you could?" She turned to the male now; her eyes wanting to see the truth from him though she already knew.

The question threw him off slightly. He was taken-back by it when it ran through his pointed ears over and over. "Why do you ask?"

"That isn't an answer…"

"I would not want to change it because I am satisfied."

His response was simple and clear; without hesitation and with that one word, it helped her realize something.

"Are you truly happy?"

She wrapped arms around his strong waist and looked up into his eyes from below. She wanted to feel his heart speak the truth if he were to lie. She knew that he would only tell her what she wanted to hear, but she wondered why he would lie. What does he fear? That she would leave him? But why? Rocco was far from ugly, he was strong, was respected and popular. He was the big man on campus along with his clique and had friends galore. What significance was Clawdeen when he had all of these things for him?

Rocco looked down to the girl with a raised brow as he lifted his large hand to cup her small face. He was rather gentle with her like a fragile doll and became so besides himself at her overall aura. He could sense change in her. "I am."

Never did he once give her an explanation as to why he answered the way he did, but the feeling Clawdeen got when she embraced the big guy was that he wasn't lying. She smiled to the male before lifting herself with her tip toes to give him a soft kiss on his lips. She remained there for a moment as he lifted her into his arms and held her lips to him only to part a few moments later. She took a moment to collect herself as she held pity in her eyes for him.

"I love you Rocco." She said gently to the male as he placed her down and she walked out without hearing a response back. That isn't what she wanted. She didn't want to hear it from him because she knew it was true, but not as true as one would think if they heard it.

Rocco remained in the shower to contemplate the events that took place; his head low as he began to brood. That was the moment that he felt a little bit of a tug from deep within him. It was unexplainable as he placed his hand on his chest gently and watched Clawdeen walk out the door.

Clawdeen got ready within the hour; doing her beauty routine of makeup and curling her luscious hair—Rocco watched her from the bed in silence still and she didn't feel bothered by it.

She got ready and stood; grabbing her coat and heels before placing them on as well as her purse and phone. "I am heading to the shop. Have a good day, Rocco." Her words didn't hold the same warmth as it used to. It didn't feel inviting and she knew it bothered Rocco—maybe he was getting it finally. Maybe.

Without another word she walked out the bedroom and out the front door, only the echo of her heeled shoe could be heard in the distance and it lodged deep within Rocco's brain like a reminder—something clicked within him…

Even kings…

Clawdeen got on the monorail to get to the street where her boutique was downtown and opened the clean shop for business. Her coworker was there setting up the new displays that came in and a positive energy just swelled from her inner soul. She felt relieved. She felt alive finally after so long of being in someone's shadow only to be a trophy. Hopefully things will change for the better.

Can lose their Queens…

~buzz, buzz~

She looked to her Icoffin and smiled from ear to ear as she saw the name that ran across the screen.

From: Romulus :D

'I just wanted to say good morning and I am on my way to class. If you are free later, let's grab lunch. I'll come pick you up if you want. Or we can meet up.'

Received: 10:01am

Her cheeks were stained red as she chuckled to herself and replied with a smiley face and just shook her head. She felt so much better.

Rocco on the other hand…he continued on brooding of what was going on as he watched Clawdeen from the tinted windows of his car. He had parked across the street and just watched her before he looked to his phone; much chagrin on his stone face and sent a new message to an old friend.

To: Rom

'Hey…I need some advice. We should meet up tonight.'

Sent:10:05am

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