Where Is He?

For weeks, I've felt barely alive. I don’t know what to feel, think, or express anymore; everything seems unreal. I can’t even imagine what it feels like to be happy or energized. The world is so impartial to me. My parents left me, and now Nathan is gone. I tried to push the heavy thought away, but every time I remember him, I choke back a sob. I miss him so much, and there is nothing I can do about it. “Look at me.” I didn't obey, even as he kept badgering me. I was exhausted and lacked the energy to even move, but he forcefully grabbed my jaw, making me look him squarely in the eyes. He looked aggravated, as usual. When does he ever look content? Every time I see him, he appears…unhappy, as if the world has been unfair to him, too. He stopped when I didn’t respond. He pulled away, revealing his fangs and claws. He transformed into a half-wolf again and howled like a starved creature, ready to brutalize me. He grabbed my upper body, tilted my face up, and dragged his sharp nails ligh