Three cold bodies laid in a casket. My invisible mother, Ana Hudson, Hazel's parents, Mr. Dean and Mrs.Maria Brown. Did I cry? No. I was only at the funeral for Hazel. To be honest, my mother was already dead when I was six years old. I didn't consider this woman as my mother. I wasn't her son. My affection for Hazel's parents died a few weeks ago. I didn't feel anything but deep regrets. I should've known that they were traitors. I should've known that my own mother was sleeping with my father's best friend and Mrs. Maria.

A few eyes were judging my presence beside Hazel. They were murmuring. Why is this guy at the funeral when these people killed his parents? Why is he here? He must be a fool. He must be in love with this young girl. She must be giving the good pussy.

I didn't care about the consequences anymore. I know they were right and I didn't know what else to say about the situation. I didn't want Hazel to be by herself. I promised her that I was going to protect her and that's what I was doing. I wanted to make sure that she was having the best treatment by my side. She lost both of her parents at the same time.

Teardrops on my black suit, her head was resting on my chest, desperately. It was a painful moment. There I was with the enemy's daughter but yet, I was still in love with her. After everything, I was still wishing her happiness. I still wanted to be her man and complete her. Hazel was broken and so, was I.

I just couldn't hate her and abandon her when she needed me the most. Death can drive you crazy. It's not easy to handle the pain. I understood that part. I definitely wanted to be by her side.

"Can we go home?" Her broken voice whispered in my right ear. "This pain is killing me inside." Tears fell down her face as she begged me to drive her home. "Please."

"Anything for you, Hazel," I replied and held her hand all the way to the exit door. "Hold me when you feel like crying," I encouraged her to hold on to me.

"Hawk?" We entered my car. "I don't know what to do anymore. I'm in so much pain. I am so sorry about what happened to your--"

"Shh..." I interrupted her. "Don't talk." I attached the seatbelt against her body. She was going through so much, I didn't want her to worry about my feelings. I was broken after all but I was trying to make her feel better. Her pain really affected me. I hated the situation. I just wanted her to share her beautiful smile with me again.

"I just want to get away from everything." She started explaining herself. "I don't feel like living anymore. These people hate me. They kept talking about me continuously. I'm pretty sure they don't care about the funeral. They just came for the food."

"I want you to do something for me," I started the engine and drove away from the place. "I want you to stop caring about other people. They don't know you, they have nothing on you. Stop thinking about them. If they don't like you, so what? I do." I admitted, sincerely. "Regardless of your situation, people always going to have something to say about you. You're not perfect, I'm not perfect, Nobody is. I want you to keep your head up and forget about the negative things." I paused, desperately. " Come closer." I grabbed her warm hand as I pulled her close to me and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "From now on, I'll take care of you. I care about you so much, I'll give you the world if it's possible. You can count on me, I'll always be there for you, Waffle."

I swear on my own life. I meant every single word.

"Hawk?" She placed her head on the car window as she avoided eye contact with me. "Why don't you hate me?" Her question shook my conscience, urgently.

"Really?" I chuckled, nervously. "Why don't you hate waffles?" I returned her question back to her, using my own context.

"They are my favorite." She glanced at me, purposely. "That's why."

"You're my favorite." I pinched her chin gently as she wrapped her hands around me and rested her head on my strong chest. "Hazel, I'll never hate you. Do you hear me? And I apologize if I hurt your feelings at the hospital. I didn't mean to say these painful words. I was just mad and my emotions got the best of me. I apologize for mistreating you. I should've never said those words to you. I'm sorry." I kissed her forehead, tears flashed her view with regrets. "I got you, love."I wrapped my right hand around her, affectionately.

"Thank you." Hazel embraced me tightly. "Thank you for being here for me."

"Don't mention it." Her behavior was normal but I wanted her to feel comfortable around me. "Stop thanking me, Hazel. Stop acting like you're a stranger around me. Think like a queen because that's how I'm going to treat you. You're my queen." I confessed my true intentions towards her.

"I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you. The letter my mother wrote was out of control." She spoke her mind. "I seriously don't want you to think that I'm pushing it. I don't want you to get the wrong idea."

"You know me, Hazel." I sighed. "I don't want you to think negative anymore. I want you to focus on us and bury all the bad thoughts inside your head. I want you to forget about the past, I forgive you. It's going to be okay." My mind was all over the place. I did want her to live her best life and stop thinking the worst.

"Where are we going?" She started. "This is not the way to my house." She finally noticed. "I don't understand."

"I know." I paused. "You're coming with me." I glanced at her. "Oh, I almost forgot. I bought you something. Here." I gestured. "It's a gold necklace with my name. Do you like it?"

"Yes," She took it out of the box and wore it with a sudden rush. "I'll never take it off, I promise." She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she admired the necklace in her little mirror. "Thank you." She forced a smile to show her affection.

"You deserve it, Love," I replied, gently. "I have your name on mine too, look." I showed my gold chain. She was really surprised and happy on the inside.

"It's perfect." She chuckled. "We're inseparable now." Her silly joke clapped inside my head. My smile faded away as soon as I noticed two black cars behind me. They were following me. It wasn't a coincidence.

Bad people were actually after me.

"Listen, baby," I began. "No matter what happens, I want you to hold on tight and keep your seatbelt on," I explained myself. "There are two cars behind me and I know they are following me. Don't be scared. Just trust me." I started to speed like crazy, skip cars in front of me. It was all for nothing. They were still hunting me down. Hazel started to panic next to me.

"Please, slow down." She begged as she tried to stop me from speeding.

I started to feel stronger and stronger. My eyes started to change, my heart was racing inside my chest. I was having an episode of my side. I couldn't control myself anymore. My eyes automatically turned yellow and my human view faded from a distance. Blurry Vision, inhuman tracks inside my brain, I wasn't myself anymore. I started to speed insanely. I felt free at that moment and forgot that Hazel was still next to me.

I was still human but my mind was thinking like a dangerous beast.

I lost control. The car flipped upside down as we both crashed on the other side of the road. Blood all over Hazel's face, her eyes were unopenable. My body was weak, blood all over my chest. My energy was difficult to catch. I felt like dying, I felt like it was my last time on this earth. I felt like my bones were broken and my lungs were bleeding on the inside, negatively.

Tears fell upon my face as I tried to reach for Hazel's hand. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I just couldn't do anything. My body was so weak and I really wanted to make sure that she was still breathing but I just couldn't approve of her dear life. She was so far away, blood was her best friend. She was definitely in danger.

"Wa...ffle..." I whispered under my breath as my voice faded from a distance.

I begged my lazy eyes to stay open but they were too weak. The light was heating my brain up. I kept moving my head side to side, nurses and doctors were all around me. Pushing me on a little bed full of wheels. Was I wrong for trying to heal myself first? Was I wrong for not running away from them to make sure that Hazel was okay? How could I be so selfish? Why were they taking care of me without telling me about her case first? Why?

Where are you, Hazel? Are you still alive, my love? Are you still breathing, Waffle?

Hazel, forgive me for losing control while you were in the car. I didn't know how to control myself anymore. I really hope you're okay my lo--

As soon as my mind protested for a silent answer. I felt something around my arm. It was more like a mosquito bite but that wasn't the case. The nurse drugged me. I started to lose control and had no choice but to close my eyes and sleep.

Hospital! My first time at a hospital. What's the worst thing that could happen? I was surprised that the drug was working on me.

I'm not even Human. Maybe Half.