Hey guys! I'm sorry for not updating for anyone who is actually reading this. This week was chaotic. I had to finish something for my drawing class and I also had to write and act a play. But anyways I'm not sure if I should continue this. Enjoy this filler chapter!

Mark P.O.V

   I always had a thing for snow, the same I have for him. They are quite the same, my puppy and the snow. They're both wild and beautiful, soft yet cold, gentle but painful, they are both samples of gorgeous destruction. The first time I actually saw him he was under the gentle touch of the light feathery substance. His rosy cheeks and stunning smile centered in the inhuman creation before him. The tinkle in his eyes never left while the form before us took form, Childish excitement evident as the snow creature was finished. I remember thinking how good he looked and how warm he made me feel inside even when the air outside was bitterly gnawing at my skin. 

  He is a good person, Yet his actions only send vile and bitter jealousy through me. I understand that he isn't mine to claim. I also know that I don't have a valid reason for taking him away from others, but the jealousy creeps up silently and slowly from deep within myself. My animalistic urges haunt me. I can't control how I feel about him. A dark animal hides inside waiting to be feed. He feasts in my love. His anger causing a cold shudder to run up my spine, he's impatient as I am to claim wh