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She stands there while I bury my head in her fur and all I can think about is how good this feels but how much pain it puts me in because my imprint with Laila was severed but now it's doubled in strength. I've gone crazy with misery and pain since the meteor strike, fighting the cut in our connection, fighting to keep my link to her. I knew the whole time that she was alive but it ws nothing compared to seeing her again. When I saw her again, my imprint seemed to overwhelm me and all I could think about was how much I wanted to be by her side forever, protect her, provide for her, be whatever it is she wants me to be. I can still love though, I know this. And I know that I have feelings for Belinda, deep caring feelings. I've cared about her ever since that day we tossed around the rabbit and teased the crows. Never have I come out of my shell like that for anyone on the first meeting. I'm usually shy and withdrawn but something about Belinda made me want to be outgoing for once. Ever since that day I have been falling for her. It hurt me when I saw her face after telling her that I imprinted. She was hurt, that was obvious and yet still I played dumb and asked her what was wrong. I knew that she was upset about my imprint because she thought that meant I wasn't going to care about her anymore, not like that. She cared about me this whole time and now I'm confused more than ever about what I'm supposed to do, where I'm supposed to go from here. I love Belinda and I love Laila. I had children with Laila. I played like a child with Belinda. My love for her is pure and innocent. My love for Laila is passionate and fierce because of the imprint, the need to do everything and anything for her. I love her without the imprint but the imprint makes it stronger and it's even worse now because of the meteor strike severing it. I don't know what to do. I focus back on Belinda when she speaks and I nod, offering her a gentle smile. No, it's fine. I liked it. I do know. I think I've always known, I just...didn't think I deserved it. I feel the same way, though. That hasn't changed. My smile deepens at her question and I tilt my head, eye glowing. I'm fine. I made it out unscathed. I got off much better than a lot of others. What about you? Were you hurt? Concern floods my eyes. Our talk is interrupted by a loud caw sound. I look up at the crow, my eyes questioning until I hear Belinda chuckle. Smirking, amusement flashing in my eyes, I look back at her. I flash her a quick grin before folding my lips back over my teeth. Yeah, I remember. Those were good times. The best. |