"I'm home," I called as I dumped my bags from tour.

"Alex," I heard a familiar voice call from the kitchen. My girlfriend came running towards me and jumped into my arms.

"Lisa," I smiled and caught her in my arms, "God I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," she replied, "How was tour?"

"The usual," I replied, "Plenty of parties and sold out shows. The fans were amazing as always too."

"That's good," Lisa kissed me, "You need to go see her."

"Who? My mom," I asked confused as to who she was talking about.

"No you goofball," she tapped the back of my head, "Elizabeth. You know you're best friend since you two could remember."

"But you know how things are between us though," I protested, "She pushed me away the last time I saw her at my mom's birthday party that her mom hosted."

"I know," Lisa sighed, "But I know you lack your usual energy when you're home. And I know it's because of how things are between you guys. Just go see her so you don't lose your friend okay."

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"Eliza," I heard my mom call up to me.

"What mom," I replied, not moving from my window sill seat that looked out over the neighborhood.

"You have a visitor," she called back.

"Send my visitor to my room," I yelled back. I wasn't in the mood to move from my seat.

After what happened at Isobel Gaskarth's birthday party, I never wanted to do much of anything. I was depressed and hurt all the time. And I knew exactly why. Alexander William Gaskarth. Him not seeing that we were bond by our imprinting killed me inside. I love my best friend and it hurts to see him with Lisa. I have nothing against Lisa. I just wish I was in her place.

Imprinting? Oh Alex and I are werewolves. We grew up together. My American parents are good friends with Alex's parents, so we ended up sticking together when we moved packs, coming to the Baltimore area from Essex. I'm three years younger than Alex, but when he and I met when I was a newborn, we imprinted on each other.

"Can I come in," a voice asked from behind my door. I had no idea on who it was behind the door.

"Sure," I replied as I continued to look out the window.

"Thanks for seeing me, Liz-be," I knew that voice and the nickname I only let him call me.

"Why are you here," I asked coldly, "Come to rub in how happy you are with her?"

"No," he replied, "I came to visit my oldest friend after I had been gone for two and a half months. Liz, why are you so cold to me right now?"

"Because you ignore our bond, Lex," I fought back my tears, "You ignore it and love her. It's killing me that I can't let my emotions show. You know how I feel about you. I told you before you got back with her, yet you still went back to her. How could you do that to me?"

"Because I had feelings for Lisa," he replied, "I am with Lisa. Please just be happy for me and not be so miserable. Maybe you'll find a guy that can love you like Lisa does for me."

"But that's how I feel about you," I whispered behind him as he left my room, "And you'll never see it the longer you fight the imprint, Alex. Instead, I'll just be hurt more and more."

Notes

New story to get the wheels turning. My old stories will get updates once I rebuild my confidence in writing.