A Lone Wolf
#1 of Short Stories
Justin looked into the stars at night, and turned to the girl he had waited to meet his whole life. The girl that was perfect for him, that he thought existed only his imagination, was right there, almost as if she had sprung into this world because of his imagination. He turned to her and smiled widely, holding the lass's hand tightly in his own, as he began to speak, "My whole life... I've waited to meet you... And the night finally came along..." he whispered in her ear. Jessica hugged him tightly and licked his cheek, giggling softly.
"I'm glad we met, too..." she whispered back. He hugged her tightly and murred, kissing her cheek gently. But something felt wrong. This was just another hug, but she felt... Empty. He looked down at his Jessica, who was slowly fading away. "I just wish that we met before I was told I had a short time to live... My last three days on this planet were perfect, Justin, all thanks to you... Before I leave you... I..." she began, coughing roughly. With tears of pain in her eyes, she looked into the wolf's eyes deeply. "I... love... you..."
She laid limp on the hospital bed, her arms still around Justin, who was holding back tears. The three words he's wanted to hear for as long as he could remember were said, and he softly whispered, "I love you too, Jess... We'll meet in another life..." At this point, Justin's cheeks were beginning to get damp. He let go of her, stroked a paw through her hair, as he always did, kissed her forehead, and walked out of the room.