Chapter Seven -- I will find out.
Louis' Point of View
I stand outside, with no idea what to do, but the only thought in my head is 'I cannot lose Colette' but I seem to have messed it all up, and while my jumbled emotions was justifiable, my behavior would never be, I should have handled it better.
"Son," I heard and looked back to see her dad standing there, looking at me "I understand that sometimes you get overwhelmed and I'm very sorry about my son and his rude approach."
"Thank you." I say, hoping this conversation can end, but somehow, it only just begun.
"Our world have been merged with supernatural beings, like you, you - you are a Werewolf, and my family and I are humans, but there are also some people that are witches, and who knows what lies beyond the walls of our world, and what we are allowed to know." He laughs awkwardly, and I say nothing, despite knowing that he is right, there are more fearsome creatures, I know this, because I have seen it.
"People are always eager to generalize and put people in a box, but my family and I, we accept people of different color and specie, we are all people, and we need to learn how to accept ourselves and we do." He belt into more and more, until he smiles at me and walks back inside.
Ten minutes later, Neil walks out and I try not to groan, I stare at him, crush my cigarette beneath my foot and look away from him.
"I'm really sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to insult you." He finally speaks and I nod "Yeah, me too."
"You should apologize to Colette, I heard her crying." He adds and walks away.
Perhaps getting in a relationship was a bad idea, but I adore Colette and she is amazing, she is kind, beautiful, strong and an overall good person, for some reason, I wonder if I am her canon event, like the others. I just want to make sure she is not crying anymore, I will take whatever punches or bad words she says to me, but I can't bear the thought of her being hurt because of my idiocy.
I walk to the door, but before I can open it, Scarlett walks out and glares at me.
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"You have a weird vibe around and for the past month, I have tried to figure out the reason behind the oddness, but all I figure out is that Col smiles more, she sings in the shower whenever she sleeps over at mine, she dances as she makes her shitty toast - she cannot cook to save her life, Colette is happy and for some reason, you are behind it." Scarlett glares at me as she speaks.
"Men are appealing and it is not all time that they appeal to me, but for some reason, Col is head over heels in love with you. You take care of her, you wash her hair, you cover her up whenever she falls asleep on the couch, then you carry her to the bedroom, with the covers over her, you help her wear her socks whenever she has fallen asleep, because she hates going to bed without socks, you cook for her, you fatten her up all the time - you are a good boyfriend -- "
I cut her off "These are the bare minimum, Scarlett, all you listed are normal things, bare minimum, don't put me on a pedestal." I tell her and she pauses, gives me a look and nods.
"I don't know what came over you, but all the good you have done in the past month has been unraveled by the fact that you made Colette cry, so you can either go to hell, never ever show you shitty ass face again, or you can make amends, and stick to the right side, no more freaking mistakes. Your choice, asshole." She snarls and I nod "I'm sorry."
"I don't care about you at all, I care about Col, and you are an extension of her. So, why don't you wear your big boy pants and apologize, or do I have to smack you over the head with a pan?" She hisses, but before I can speak, she continues.
"All men have this devil inside them, and you have hidden yours so well, I don't know if I should be glad that you are willing to put aside your demon, and focus on making Col happy or if I should be worried that you are holding so tightly to a part of yourself, I wonder what you are hiding, Lou, and don't worry, I will find out. Col has been through a lot of shitty boyfriends that left her so much trauma, from the date who held her at gunpoint, to the date that stole her TV and the boyfriend that died. She has enough trauma." She articulates, very angry and I nod.
"I'm really sorry, and I will make amends." I promise and she nods.
"I need to make it up to her family, but I don't know them that much, do you mind coming with me to the store?" I ask, gingerly and she nods "Sure, as long as you share your pack of cigarette and never tell Col."
I smile, hand her a piece, and we walk down the street, smoking, and I try not to think of Calantha and the curse that follows me, or what Scar said, because we all hide certain parts of ourselves, that we believe is not fitting for people to see.
"Why were you so freaked out by Aunt Catherine? I mean, she was a little weird during her time, but who is not? She was like a mother to Col and I, except Col had two mothers and I struggled with the affection of one that preferred Col. Anyway, why were you freaked out?" She asks, an hint of bitterness in her voice and I exhale, where do I start from?