Array
(
[text] =>
Seth’s P.O.V
Everything hurt.
No. Everything was numb. From the usual shaking of my hands to feeling of my heart.
I was left emotionless. Breathing in deeply and stretching out trying to rid myself of the numbness I found myself surrounded by a different surrounding. There was a smell of pancakes and a hint of soap in the air and I could hear someone singing.
Opening my eyes I was enveloped with light shining through the windows facing me. I was on a bed…who’s bed?
The blankets were checkered red, white and black along with the pillows. The bed was huge and placed high above the ground with a frame. The walls were painted a nice, deep mahogany and they (whoever had ‘kidnapped’ me) had hung phrases from books, movies, and some even just cheesy encouragements such as, “Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, he became a butterfly.”
The floor had white carpet from wall to wall that was spotless of stains or basically any signs of life. Turning towards my left while sitting up there was a dresser pressed up against the middle of the wall and then a closet not to far from that. Pushing the blankets from my legs and hopping from the bed I started towards the closet but stopped when the cool air wrapped itself around my body.
Clothes? Looking down I found that I was no longer dressed in Spencer’s light blue jacket, my t-shirt, and jeans but only left in my boxers. The thought of someone taking the time to undress me made my cheeks heat up.
Stepping towards the closet once more I gripped the handle and pulled it towards me revelling racks full of suits, sport shorts, ties, dress shirts, baseball shirts. It was like a store in one closet.
“You’re awake!” A familiar voice shouted making me jump and turn around, slamming the closet door shut. Making eyes contact with Spencer my whole body relaxed. “Breakfast is ready.”
Smiling I nodded, “Can I borrow some clothes?” I asked shyly hiding my body from him with my hands. Chuckling he walked passed me opening a drawer to his dresser and pulled out an outfit containing of a white v-neck, black distressed skinny jeans, and a grey beanie. Pulling the items on as Spencer stood in the doorway and watched was surprisingly comfortable. The clothes fit perfectly. Not too big, not too small. The pants clung to my hips in a way the brought out my ass but not in a too much of a whore-ish way.
Quickly, I followed Spencer out of the bedroom and down the hall towards the smell of food. Man, I could die a happy man.
******************************
Shawn’s P.O.V
It was painful to watch the stars disappear in the sky and the sun climb higher and higher with no sign of Seth returning. I could feel my heart breaking as love in his heart grew for someone else. Someone that wasn’t me.
“Shawn don’t worry. He’ll come back,” Eli stressed setting next to me on the couch I had pushed next to the front window. Sighing I doubting him in my mind, but not saying anything and just laying my head in his shoulder. I knew he felt the drifting too. He felt the love growing like a knife being slowly jabbed through your heart. Hearing the clomping of feet coming down the stairs I straightened myself up and turned away from the window to seem less crazed. Ronnie and Devon popped into the doorway both fully dressed and wearing smiles until they sensed our sour moods.
“What happened?” Devon asked stepping into the living room his eyes clearly stating a hole into my bags under my eyes. Sitting down on the couch across from us both of them raised their eyebrows ready to listen.
“Seth went out with some creepy teacher who claimed it was for some counseling project. But he’s not back yet and he isn’t picking up his phone,” I explained leaning further into the couch hoping it would hide the pain I was in.
Ronnie squinted his eyes at us and looked around the room quickly. His face heated up and then he looked down at his hands folded in his lap. The welt in my chest seemed to burst out at his action, it burst into a ball of anger shaking my whole body.
Throwing myself off the couch onto my feet I pointed my finger at him, “if you know anything you better speak up now. I swear I will snap that pretty little vampire neck of yours.” His eyes seemed to bulge at my statement and he just shook his head.
“I-I was just thinking that I could show you guys what happened last night. Between them. If you really wanted to know,” Ronnie said quietly and looking anywhere but me, his features much softer now.
“Yes! Show me!” I almost immediately yelled. Eli laid his hand on my shoulder making me turn to him.
Sighing he began to reason with me, “Babe, we know he is already creating a bond with someone else. Do you really want to see? What if you can’t forgive him?” The thought made me shiver. Can’t forgive him? Would Seth really do that? I warned him! He wouldn’t!
“I want to see. You don’t have to come if you don’t have to.”
********************************
Ronnie’s P.O.V
I knew this would happen.
I knew he wouldn’t want to actually see.
Seth and Spencer were tangled limbs, lips, and tongues. They were working at each other slowly. Lustfully. Their hands would tangle in each other’s hair and then trail down the others back. The air was full of quick breaths and almost timed moans.
Shawn seemed to shut down for a second seeing the heap of naked bodies moving slowly and then the trail of clothes on the ground. His eyes were lifeless and soon started to fill with tears.
“You said you loved me! Was that even true?” He screamed, his voice was torn, broken. A reflection of the inside as the tears started to flow down his cheeks. “You’re a fucking liar! A bastard! I hope you die in a fucking hole you lying faggot!”
His words were venom. To full of poison not to be true so I let go of his hand, letting the past disable to bring us back to the present. As we were brought back to the living room Shawn crumpled to the floor grasping his chest as if he were in pain. Eli was instantly right beside him cradling him to his chest but looking up at me.
“He’s a lair Eli. I fucking hate him. I hate him for everything he did,” he sobbed into Eli’s chest. “He made me love him!”
It should have been degrading for him to lay there on the floor and cry, being the future alpha. But, surprisingly watching him cry told me that the pack had a leader who wasn’t too manly to cry every now and then.
That’s a true man.
******************************
Seth’s P.O.V
My heart was painfully breaking but studying itself back into place just as fast. I was confused of my feelings for Spencer yet they seemed so evident. His lips were so tempting and his eyes beautiful. The inside of me screamed ‘mine’ every time I saw him and now that I was at his house, that was often.
“Seth, you want to go out for lunch? I know this really great Indian place,” he asked looking down at me on his lap as he stopped stroking my hair.
Sighing I looked up at him and shrugged, “I’m fine with anything. As long as it’s not to much walking.” I blushed as he cooed and ran his hand down my chest to my hips and rubbing it, settling the pain. Don’t ever judge a cock by someone’s personality. That’s all I have to say.
Still smiling he leaned to the side grabbing my beanie and slid it into my head. “Don’t worry, darling. You’re in good hands.”
******************************
We sat at a small table in the front of the small Indian restaurant next to a half wall. It seemed like we were just good marketing for them but, whatever.
There was a red, rose scented candle in between us and white rose petals were surrounding the yellow-orange table cloth, plates, silverware, and napkins. Looking up at Spencer I squinted my eyes, “Did you plan this?”
Chuckling he nodded and waved a waitress over ordering for both of us and I watched as he leaned over and slipped her a twenty while whispering something that made her run off giggling.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Cheating on me already!” I laughed rearing my elbows on the edge of the table. Smiling he looked towards me with raised eyebrows, a shocked look. “What?”
“So, you’re admitting we’re a thing now? I don’t know Seth. You’re gonna have to prove yourself a little more,” he said mockingly and wiped his head away to watch the tv pressed into a far corner.
Looking around at the few tables filled with people I smiled. Most were college students studying and teenage girls gossiping, taking a break from the mall. Standing up I pulled Spencer up beside me and wrapping my arm around his waist.
“Listen up people of this here Indian restaurant! I have a question for my man.” Getting on one knee I took Spencer’s hand into mine and heard gasps all around. “Spencer O’Riley I keep falling in love you the more time I spend with you. Will you please be my boyfriend?”
Smiling down at me he nodded his head and pulled me up to him making me clash lips with him in a non-attractive way. Fixing the kiss I instead wrapped my arms around his neck and pecked his lips. Pulling away everyone was clapping and one girl was in tears.
“That was beautiful, I want my boyfriend to propose to me that way!” She sobbed and stuck her face into her friends shoulder. Looking over at Spencer I was shocked.
Proposal? They thought I asked him to marry me?
The waitress was suddenly at our table again pulling out Spencer’s seat, helping him sit back down, and telling him how lucky he is. Once we were sat she turned to us with a cheesy grin,
“Well, that was unexpected. But your meal will be covered in the house and we will throw in a free dessert!” She mentioned and quickly sauntered away.
“So, fiancé, feel any different?” He asked smiling at the teenage girls amused.
“What do you mean?” I asked racking across the table to grab his hand. Suddenly there was a light hand on my shoulder making me turn to see Mrs. Ortiz with a relieved look on her face.
“Oh my gosh, I thought you had run away and everything in hell had gone wrong! Don’t scare me like that boy!”
Smiling I stood and walked around the small walk to meet her. “Hey, is there somewhere private we can talk?” I asked looking back at Spencer so she got the message. Nodded she waved us back towards a door labeled ‘Management.’
“They’re coming back Portia,” she exclaimed towards the young waitress. As the door shut behind us Mrs.Ortiz turned towards us expectantly.
“Okay, where do I start? So, you saw how I went out last night. But, uh, late last night my heart started hurting. Like that feeling that someone hates you, hurt. So, Spencer took the pain away.” Tears gathered in my eyes and Spencer pulled me to his chest. “This morning when I woke up I was complete with him. But as fast as my heart was building it was breaking.”
“Oh, honey. I never saw your side to be this painful.” She cooed running her fingers through my hair. “Shawn let go, he’s angry that you found another but Eli found peace. He is happy if you are happy. Are you happy?” She asked looking at Spencer and I.
“Very,” I smiled laying my forehead on his shoulder letting him cradle me to him.
“Okay, then there is two more things let to say. 1; Seth you will always be my favorite non-son to me. So, don’t be a stranger. And 2; Spencer if you break my baby, I assure I will have my babies break you.”
Nodding Spencer stuck his hand out to her, “I understand. I would never hurt something This innocent and fragile.” Smiling she nodded and stepped out of the door holding it for us. Walking out first I intertwined my fingers with his and pulled him to our table in front of the half wall again.
Feeling eyes burning holes into me I turned and saw both Eli and Shawn standing beside Mrs. Ortiz as she talked to them. Both of them looking between Spencer and I. Shawn looked tired, broken, and just plain miserable. Something I did.
I’m a terrible person.
“I’ll be back,” I said and pushed myself up f on the table walking towards what used to belong to me.
Ouch.
Those words. Used to.
As I neared Shawn cowered behind Eli. Protecting himself. Protecting his heart from further damage.
I’m a monster.
Extending my arms I fell into Eli molding my arms around his neck and my head into the crook. Not a moment later his arms were wrapped around me tightly. Squeezing me so tight he would never have to tell me the words “I love you” or “I loved you.”
Releasing me and letting his arms drop as his head was facing the floor he stepped to the side as Shawn stepped forward. “I thought-”
“Shhh,” I hushed him caving into him.
Wrapping my arms around something I would never get to hold or kiss again. Saying ‘goodbye’ even though we would see each other soon. We were saying goodbye to our past souls. Untwining ourselves from each other and starting a new path. A new journey. Maybe even a new life.
******************************
A/N; Ahhhh!!! Please don’t kill me!!
I know unexpected plot twist!
Also, no. This is not the end of the story.
I need ideas!!! Calling all kings/queens!!!
Okay. Not for certain but if later on in the
book if one of the couples (or both) were to
have kid/s would that be interesting?
Also I need names!!! Boys and girls and they
have to be weird/unique. Not original ones
like Brian or Ashley. Not hatin’ I just want
different ones.
Thanks!!!!!! I love, love, LOVE you guys!!!
Keep it 💯
P.S ;Oh!!! And I’m going to go back and edit
all the chapters I didn’t edit before ’cause I
was too lazy. So, look forward to that.
[text_hash] => e1bbbc34
)