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Iggy (TROLLED! YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE MAX, DIDN'T YOU?)
Fang had dragged Max off and now Lupo, Ari, and I were all left in an awkward situation. "So, how are you doing, Lupo?" Ari asked, clearing his throat.
"Great, you?" Lupo muttered bitterly. I think she hated me being there more than anything. But it was her fault we broke up in the first place.
"Fine." Ari mumbled, before yawning. "I'm gonna hit the sack." He grumbled out before trudging up the stairs. A door opened and closed somewhere up there, and I turned to Lupo.
"Can we please talk?" I asked quietly.
"What is there to talk about?" Lupo snapped, getting up off the sofa and heading towards the kitchen. I followed.
"Us." I insisted.
"There is no us. It's me and it's you but no us." Lupo growled, her eyes flickering back and forth from wolfish to human. I sighed and opened up her fridge. "That's my food. Only Max and Ari are-"
"Why does Ari get special treatment?" I shouted, fed up with Lupo's crap. "Why is he so much better than me?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Lupo growled, turning away from me and leaving the kitchen, shutting the light off behind her. "And stay out of my food!" She added. I heard the thud of her footsteps going up the stairs, and then the slam of a door.
I walked out of the dark kitchen and collapsed on the sofa. "On. The. Floor!" I heard Lupo snarl menacingly, and instantly rolled over, hitting the carpeted ground while rolling my eyes. Why was Lupo such a stubborn jerk? Why did she hold such a freaking long grudge? God, that girl drives me insane... and yet, hear I am, laying on a floor, trying to figure out how to get her back.
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Three torturous hours went by. That's how long it took for Max and Fang to finally fall asleep. Another hour and the clicking of Ari's computer had stopped, meaning he was now sleeping. Another hour, and I could still hear Lupo rolling around in her bed, trying to get comfortable and sleep. I wished I could make her comfortable considering I was the source of discomfort.
Of course it couldn't be Ari, it's not like he's the guy she cheated on me with or anything. My thoughts went back to him. How could he do something like that to me? How could he stab me in the back like that? Bros before hoes meant nothing to him obviously. I sighed and banged my head a couple of times against the floor before standing up.
My body ached from lying in the same position for about six hours, and the clock read five in the morning. Great... I wasn't even tired. I trudged up the stairs and stood in front of Lupo's door, contemplating. (I know, big word for my vocabulary, huh? (this is Arch BTW))
I could knock, she'd tell me to go away. I could walk right in and beg, she'd laugh at me. I could go back downstairs and fall asleep, and be without my love for who knows how long until one of us finally makes a move. I groaned quietly. I'm James Griffins. I get girl after girl after girl, just by looking at them. Lupo's nothing more than a lover in disguise (aka hater.)
I knocked twice. Two cautious, quiet knocks that Lupo's sensitive ears would pick up on, even in her sleep. Though if she was sleeping, I wouldn't have heard a rough 'Go away!'.
I grabbed the knob, but it didn't turn. "Dammit Lupo! Unlock the door!" I snapped, yup, that's me. Loving, caring, sensitive Iggy for you.
"No!" Lupo snarled.
"If you don't open the door I'll kick it in!" I threatened. No answer. "Three... two..." And that's when she opened the door and glared at me.
But something was off about that glare. It didn't have all the hatred it had when she first saw me. "What do you want?" Lupo whispered, looking down at her feet, her voice surprisingly small and high.
"You." I whispered back, cupping her chin in my hand and making her look at me. That spark in her eyes had disappeared. Had I really made her... dull?
"You can't have me. Get a life! And get out of mine!" Lupo growled, fangs coming out.
"Lupo... please. I love you so much-"
"Then why'd you break up with me, huh?" She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You cheated on me! With Max's brother! Lupo that's not just low! That's cold!" I said, raising my voice.
"Because you care more about Max than me!" Lupo spun on her heel and stormed deeper into her room, sitting on her bed and daring me to take one step in.
"What? That's crazy, Froot Loop, I could never care about somebody else as much as I do you." I said, giving her a confused look. We had broke up because Lupo felt... neglected?
"Funny way of showing it. We'd been planning our year anniversary for two months Iggy! And what do you do? Blow me off for some fugitive! I love Max and everything, but you chose her over me. Over us." Lupo seethed.
My mind scrolled back to finding Lupo in a short black dress, making out with Ari. With a sinking feeling, I remembered the week before when Lupo had dragged me to the mall to be her judge, and I had given that dress a ten...
"Oh... Oh Lupo, I'm so sorry. I... I forgot." I stuttered, walking over to Lupo and taking her hands in mine, she yanked away and stood up quickly, shoving me back.
"You... forgot?" She let out a humorless laugh. "Two months of planning, of reservations, one year of us together, and you... forgot?" There went that laugh again. It scared me. I bit my lip.
"Lupo, I'm so-" I was cut short by the daggers Lupo was glaring my way. No longer dull, her eyes were bright and... wolfish. Nice. I triggered the eraser version of Lupo. Lovely...
"That's all you can say is sorry? You don't get to say sorry!" Lupo growled, shoving me back again and again until I was against a wall.
"What about you huh? We could've talked this out, instead you went and cheated on me!" I shouted.
"First of all, you left me alone... on our anniversary. Second of all, I was just talking to Ari. Third of all, he kissed me, he liked me! I might have kissed him, but I didn't like him, I lo..." Lupo's voice trailed off and she looked me in the eye. Was she crying? I've known Lupo for years, and I've never seen her cry.
"I royally screwed up Lupo." I whispered, kissing her tears away. "And I was a jerk for forgetting something that important," I hugged her tight. "But, can you please forgive me?" I asked quietly, kissing her cheek.
Lupo's fight seemed to slowly dwindle to nothing as she hugged my neck. "Maybe. Can you make that bacon and cheese omelet that I love?" She asked, looking up at me.
"Now?" I asked, glancing at the clock. Six fourteen. Nice...
"Yeah... oh and Iggy. Aren't you blind?" Lupo asked out of nowhere, and I felt heat creep into my cheeks.
"What? Yeah! Duh!" I insisted.
"How did you hold my chin then?" Lupo asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Lucky guess?" I tried.
"Haha, funny. I thought the glass that hit your eyes blinded you?" Lupo said uncertainly.
"It did. After we broke up I... er... some whitecoats fixed my vision. Sorta. I can see now, but some days are blurrier than others. Don't tell Max though. It's a surprise." I added as we headed downstairs.
"What? You insane skinny white boy! Why would you let them operate on you?" Lupo exclaimed, hitting me upside the head.
"One word. Sight." I muttered.
"But you've gone without it for the past couple years right?" Lupo asked.
"But you don't realize how much of a struggle it is." I muttered, placing my hands over her eyes once we were down the stairs. "Try moving around like this." I said, giving Lupo a slight push. She took a step forward with me following, then reached her hand out trying to grab onto something familiar, and ended up jut standing there. "Give up?" I asked, chuckling.
"No!" Lupo snapped, and ended up running into a wall. I burst out laughing, letting her see again. Lupo glared at me until I was in the kitchen making her breakfast.
"So, am I forgiven yet?" I asked as Lupo stuffed the last bite into her mouth. She stood up and set the plate in the sink, then turned to me. "No."
"Why do you have to be so freaking stubborn?" I grumbled, yanking Lupo against me and pressing my lips against hers.
Okay, so I wrote all of this. I couldn't remember if they'd been going out for three years or not. And about Iggy getting his sight back, I didn't know this was the story where he was blind. Oh well. I don't own Lupo. MPHKnows owns Lupo.
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I reread this to make sure it was kept on a PG level. I have to say I'm proud of Arch. This is the second or third thing I've let him write on his own and he proves to be good at it. BTW he writes Fang's, and Iggy's POVS in all my stories. Give him some credit for his awesometastical writing skills. 180 REVIEWS before we update again.
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