Helping Hand

 "I know you can do it. Just let go of the memories, and let go of the hurt. You need to do this, go through another one of your changes. It has to happen, we both know it," she gently told him. She's seen him like this before - thoughtful, vulnerable, in pain even. Which is something she rarely sees unless it's about her. Ever since that day in her 7th grade year, it's always been painful to see each other. Afraid of what might happen next.

    It was never a question of who was leader and who submitted. He was Alpha, the pack leader, the natural born leader. He knew what he had to do to protect her, the one he called his mate. He's loved her from a young age. They never really drifted apart, never really had a fight. It just didn't happen.

    She was the one who submitted because it felt natural. Sure, she rebelled against his authority and loved the thrill of seeing him get temporarily angry with her knowing he would never truly hurt her, but she could never set him off too much. That wasn't part of her. 

    She started humming one of her favorite songs, Lullaby by Creed, softly, slowly and with a sadness in her voice. Even though she told him he needed to let these emotions out, it scared her for him to look like this. So open, so vulnerable to attack. He has almost let it out once, but he would not allow it to happen. He says "I don't want to appear weaker than I already am." Which is bull. He's one of the strongest willed and strongest mentally, physically and emotionally that I've known.

    "You know I'll always be here for you. I'll always lend a hand to you if you ever fall, I'll always have an ear to lend you to listen to your sorrowful words, I'll always have an open mind and a kind heart to help you with your lasting problems. I'll be there through think and thin, good and bad, better or worse. You know, too." she said. She breathed deeply, having said all of that slowly but with confidence.

    "Yes I do," he said. "I know very well why you say those things, and you know very well what I would do to protect you."

    She nods and smiles. "Yeah. It's because we love each other, and we know what we want - each other."

Reviews

[Cynthia]

That's a very good story!
I love the sentence ' We know what we want- each other'! It's very sweet.