JADE “You’re still in bed?” Jay grumbled, walking further into my bedroom. “Turn the lights off.” I croaked, trying to pull the covers over my head. Apparently, I couldn’t even get a moment of peace ad stew in the dark because she would come and bother me. She didn’t look at all sorry either. “Jay, please.” I groaned, holding a hand up in a pleading way. Which she ignored of course. The heartless thing. “No, I am not going to lie you keep wallowing in self pity.” She places her hands on her waist, looking down at me like a disapproving mother. I need to ask if she has forgotten who is older because she likes to act like my boss. “I am not wallowing in self pity.” My argument was weak but I was’t wallowing. I’m just taking break from everything and everything until I figure out what I want to do. And so what if I decide to that in bed and in the dark, wearing two days old sweats? That is called, dealing. Not wallowing. “Sure, that makes sense.” The sarcasm couldn’t be missed.
JADE I don’t know why I thought things would be different. And that the way people treat me will change. Or maybe I’ll deal with whispers and side eyes and just many horrendous things. Before I came down, I hadn’t given it much thought. Since I kept telling myself I was staying to reel things. But it was just the fear of rejection. I didn’t know how the pack would act. Though form what I’m seeing, nothing has changed. The chef had smiled when she saw me, so did the housekeeper. None of them mentioned my two days hiatus. Only asked how I was, like they normally would. “I added a special secret for you, tell me how it tastes.” The chef handed e the plate of pancakes with syrup drizzled on top and fruits cut. It already looked perfect and I told him that. “Thank you.” He turned away to hide his blush. “Come on, take a bite.” Giving into his urge, I cut a small piece and took it to my mouth. The first burst of flavour on my tongue made my eyes widen in delight. He laughed seeing tha
JADEThe last place I expected Ray to drag us to as dad’s office. And when I gave her a questioning look, she shrugged and opened the door.After the library, we went back to my apartment where I kept the book. It was large and heavy and I didn’t want to be carrying it all day.“He said he wanted to see you if you come downstairs.”From her words, I’m guessing he didn’t want to make me feel like I was forced to talk to him or leave the room. My heart warmed at that.I smiled when I saw him sitting down at his desk. He was on a call and from the small frown on his lips, I’ll say it is a serous conversation.“Okay, thank you.” He ended the call and kept the phone on the desk.A bright smile bloomed his face, no traces of the frown that had just been there.“Hi, dad.” I greeted, he waked around the table and came to my side. He wrapped his arms around me. Hugging me close like he needed be sure I was there.I hugged him back. Making note of how relaxed and happy I felt in his presence.
ATLASThere was this energy buzzing underneath my skin. The flight back home was certainly better and more enjoyable than when we were going. There wasn’t that sense of uncertainty. I wasn’t rehearsing all I was going to tel Jade when I got to her.Though, she was still on my mind with a new feeling of loss. I couldn’t deny the satisfaction of winning something I’ve wanted all my life overshadowed that. And I was happy. Just happy.So was Andrew. He looked better, like the weight that had been putting him down was lifted. I appreciated all of that.Before we’d left for the airport, my phone had started ringing nonstop. Everyone was calling to either congratulate or ask if it really was true/. My mother was ecstatic. I was shocked when I saw her call. She nevercally me. What she usually chose to do was just show up where she knows I’ll be if she wanted to talk to me.We got into the car and talked about the changed that will happen while on the drive home. Andrew said he would have to
ATLAS“Hi,” she said, looking around the office hesitantly. Like she was’t sure she was welcome.I haven’t spoken to her and as much as just seeing her reminds me of her betrayal. I see her with Damien and it is the worst thing ever. Because everything aside, she was my friend even before we started dating. And she knew him when I was in training school and how much I disliked him.“Are you busy?” She asked, staring down at her feet.I huffed out a breath and nodded. We’ll have to talk ether way and now is as much a good time as any.“Come on,” I pointed to the chair and she slowly walked and lowered herself into the chair, looking very uncomfortable.I stared at her, noticing the dark bags under her eyes. Proof of lack of sleep. She didn’t have any makeup on, her usual red lipstick was out of sight. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw her this bare faced. I’d even almost forgotten the colour of her lips. Pale pink.She was really beautify. Even without the ten pounds of makeup sh
JADEI didn’t expect myself to et immersed in the book the way I did. I mean, I knew I would enjoy reading it because it felt like it was a way for me to get close to my mum and know her. Her family history. But the moment I started reading, I actually loved were it was hiding heading. The part I loved mist was the little drawings, which made it feel more like a fun book than on for history.I learned a few things about the wolf nomads and the original family, which according to Ray, my mum came from. Though I haven’t confirmed with dad yet. I’ll do that when I see him next.From what I learned, the nomads rarely stayed in one place, as the name implied. They never have a one true home. Always travelling from one place to another. They had three tribes and each one had a leader. They would sometimes meet on the road and cohabitate for a few days or even weeks, but then, they never feel comfortable settling so they move on eventually.I paid more attention to the families, wanting to fi
JADEDuring dinner, confirmed the whole Atlas thing and though I completely believed Aiden, it still felt like a slap to the face. The shock. The reality of it. Everything I guess. But like I said, I wasn’t going to let it bother me. And I kept a good face of that while we ate.After dinner, I was positively buzzing to go back to my apart and get started on unboxing and going through the things Ray bought. I wanted to compare them to what I have read so far. The excitement might have something to do with me trying desperately get my mind to think of something other than Atlas and the fact that I was having his child.Now that I have accepted that fact and I was a bit comfortable with it. It is starting to become a constant thought.We were done with dinner and I was listening to Aiden and Ray argue about something that has to do with school. The headman walked into the living room as she normally would when we were sitting, but this time, she only informed us that there was a visitor.
JADEI held my breath for a few minutes, wondering what was the worse that could happen that would bring Damien here.He seems like a man who never asks anyone for anything. So for him to leave his work and come all the way here. I shook my head, not wanting to think too much of it.I just hope it is something I’ll be able to help him with. After what Atlas did to his club, I felt like it was my responsibility to mend our relationship. Although he made it clear that there was no problem between us. Though, it didn’t alleviate the feeling of guilt that is eating me up on the inside.“You look worried.” Damien states, probably taking note of the long silence.“That obvious, huh?” I asked, holding back my nervous laughter by very little.“Kind of.” He cleared his throat. “Let me not keep you in suspense any longer.” He said, and his face looked soft. I don’t know how to explain it, but he seemed calmer or more understanding.It made me feel better too, instantly.“Jaiya sent me.” It felt