Cybercrownprincess

This is a story of how an immortal and a mortal fell in love. But there wasn't a meet-cute. The mortal thought the other was dead. But hey, she's okay, it was just a prank! They were getting along well and being third wheels. 
But then the mortal had to go somewhere else for studies. They said bye-bye to each other. And bam! Did someone try to kill her friend? The immortal said: we are going there even if you don't like it! 
K bruh. 
But wait, who's the person trying to kill her?


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(I use a lot of swearing if you are not okay with swearing then..... meh peace out!)
Updating schedule: Sundays
The picture ain't mine, I edited it, that's all.
It will have some triggering contents, please skip those, I have given a warning before starting it. But they ain't that frequent.
Also, this is my first WIP so it'll be cringe at the start. I'll edit this after I finish this.
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My girlfriend's a mortal

'anna, wake up!' I shake her to wake her up. Who would know she wasn't just a baby, she slept like one too!? She hugged me after snoozing yesterday. We slept in the same bed yesterday. Even though I may have acted as if a rumoured ghost doesn't exist in that part of the apartment, I'm not letting her sleep there!


'go away, you are not my mother, Cass.' she mumbles in her sleep. Cass must've been one of her siblings.


'but you have work!' I argued. The next thing she blurted out was something I didn't expect.


'bitch fuck off.' Anna snapped. Wow. That was. Wow. Do siblings do something like that? Or just hers? She told Cass is not her mother then what if I admonished to her like something a mom does?


'what did you just call your mother?' I try mimicking what a mom does, and it works like magic. She wakes up straight-up, terrified and pale. I feel bad, but that was the best thing I could do. And her face.


It was too comical for me, and I burst out laughing. She comes out of her shock and glares at me. 'its not funny. My mother's terrifying.' she grumbled. I try to catch my breath after laughing for an entire minute. 'im sorry. im sorry. im sorry. oh gosh.' I pant and check my clothes if they're creased or not.


'im going to school. I couldn't wake you up, so I used that. I'm sorry. Food's on the table and the clothes I kept them in the bathroom. Bye! good luck!' I say as I walk around the house and out the door. I lock it and go down the stairs. I raced towards the bus station, in hopes to get there before the car. If I don't reach there first, I'll die.


One-why did Scarlett do that? Two-how did I not even wake up quickly? I'm a light sleeper naturally and..... DIANA! she must've made something with the bed mattress. Ugh! Fuck everything.


I do my morning routine; I don't want to talk about it. Y'all know what happens. Down the drain. This is getting disgusting. ugh! I try to wear the clothes without getting them wet. The water was lukewarm and the apartment never gets warm water. That's what Scarlett told me. Whatever, the water was icy as my heart and personality.


I come out (Y'all see what I did there?) and wear the socks. No matter what, the socks must not be wet. Wet socks equals to im uncomfortable. I wear those shoes the professors wear. The shoes I called as ugly are very comfortable. wow


After eating the food, which was of milk and flakes, something they call as cornflakes. I lock the door and race down the stairs. My legs take me towards where the cafe was. The cafe's name was 'grandma's place'. Diana, what the hell? You are a grandma, so I guess that works.


The new owner was one of Diana's friends. I could call them as her children or they could call me grandma. Their great times 8 grandma. For a grandma she wasn't cranky. She called me sweetie and told me how everything work. I forgot everything but the way she called me sweetie. I felt that in my heart. Even if that was for the first day. Angie or Margret, let's call her Angie. Margret sounds like a grandma. She gave me an apron and later slept on the counter. Meh let her sleep. First day of being the barista and the cashier was okay for me. That's if you remove some parts.


Some guys try to hit on me when I was being a cashier. I replied I'm gay. And they looked as if they were going to tell me to not be a bitch. Werewolf side-effects. Bitch, I'm older than your grandma and you have the guts to flirt with a grandma? Your ass is going to be five hundred feet up in the air for being that shameless. 


Some even told me to not use that as an excuse. Meh, I became a savage bitch. One guy was so shameless that I had to throw his ass out. Infront of everyone. I could hear his pride shattering. Your mama must be ashamed, son.


Chapter 17