Spoiled by my Ex's Uncle 5

LEILA MILLER

To think all this time I have been giving him my blood, thinking he was doing it for my sake when all this while, I am nothing more than a fool in his eyes, in her eyes as well. How long has he been with her? Is she the reason he got with me in the first place? Am I the second woman here, or is she?

I felt suffocated the more I think about it, and I thought to my self that I need an escape, desperately so. I needed to get out of here as soon as I can, I needed to talk to someone at the very least so I can at least get some of the weights lifted off my shoulders.

Without much thought, I reached my hand out and picked up my phone, dialing the one person I know I can count on at this moment, as always. Gracie, my best friend and the only person that gets me in this pack, the only person genuinely nice to me.

She picked up after the second ring, her cheerful voice instantly flooding from the other side, and I could feel some of the storm in me began to settle, calming me almost instantly. “Sup, baby girl,” She called out, cheerful as ever. “What is up?” Even without much effort, the bubbly nature in her came out, making an appearance and gracing one with it.

My heart hammered behind my ribcage, and my voice sounded thick as I tried to part my lips and speak. “Gracie,” I hated how my voice came out squeaky, it sounded so weak.  I felt tears sting my eyes, but I blinked it back. “Can we go out tonight?” I cleared my throat, hoping it would come out clearer now. My own voice sounded so foreign to my ears. “I need to get out of here, please.”

There was a pause on the other end for a beat, then another and I knew Gracie well enough to be able to tell she could detect something off was about me. Then, her voice suddenly came, and I could almost imagine the frown that marred her features. “What happened, Leila?” Her tone had lost its earlier bubbly nature and in its stead, there was this fierce graveness that almost had me in tears, knowing someone cared about me like that. “Did Matt do something?” It came out like a question, but we both know it is not.

She has never been a fan of Matt, apparently even before I came to the pack. So, she could tell it was him, or should I say she suspected him almost immediately.

I sighed, hesitating what to tell her on the phone and how much I should. After contemplating, I decided against it and instead said, “Not over the phone, not now.” I shook my head, despite knowing she can not see me. My fingers gripped the phone tighter, my heart aching behind my rib cage. I swallowed down a thick lump, “I will explain everything when we meet. Can we go to the club later? I need to clear my mind.”

I could picture her nodding almost immediately along with the frown that must have marred her features. “Of course, babe, of course,” Her voice had softened up quite a lot. “I got your back always. I will pick you up later, say around 6? Is that good enough for you?”

I nodded, despite knowing she could not see me as well. “yeah,” I swallowed another lump, my eyes glossy. I cleared my throat again before I then said, “6 is good.” I know she has work to do, so six should be after her work. It works just well enough for me.

Some of the weights pressing me down immediately began to disappear at the thought of spending time with her. It has been a few weeks since I last saw her, and now it felt like forever since then. I can truly use some girl time, desperately so.

After a few more words exchanged between us, I hanged up the phone and then collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling and some of the weight that has clogged up my chest disappearing. Tonight, I thought. I would let it all out tonight, even if it is only for the mean time.

Maybe Gracie would have an idea or a way out for me, because I know I cannot think clearly. Yet, even with that, I knew my time with Matt has come to an end now. It has to, one way or another. It is only a matter of when exactly it would happen.