The next morning came like a fresh dose of reality reminding me of all the mistakes I made previously. Or could I really count it as a mistake? I didn't know. I mean, it was a kiss between me and my mate. As if she somehow knew, Amanda pestered me for details of what occurred the night before but I couldn't bring myself to answer the question because I was also asking the same. No matter how badly I wanted to do that. Because what was that all about? Why did Mac change into a different person overnight? Did things really work that way? I couldn't wait for school to begin so I could move away from here to clear my head. Because things were rapidly going down the hill, or maybe I was speaking less of it. Things had already gone down the hill. By the time a new week rolled in, I wanted nothing more than to go to school and speak to Lola. Who knew I would miss her as much as I did I couldn't help but admit that I needed her chatty words and perspective right now, or else I would lose m
By the time the school resumption rolled in, I was elated to explore and indulge in the change it would offer at the moment. Other than Mac’s excessive gestures, on the other hand, I had heard nothing from Lucas and I was trying not to think too much of it. One of the reasons for that was because of late I had been having the nagging feeling that if I didn't do anything to show Mac that I could be useful, he might go back to being the mean and unfeeling person I knew him as.And as cruel and foolish as this might sound, I couldn't afford to do that. I had gotten too used to this newfound softness that going back to the cold wild would break me beyond my ability to heal. or at least it was what I thought.Coupled with the fact that things were getting more serious with us by the day, the kiss had gone far and wild to the extent that Father had heard of it which was both mortifying and calming because at least in my defense he is my mate so we did nothing wrong but then it had given ev
In a flash, Lola was over at my side and crushing me with her feeble weight while I laughed it off and hugged her back.I did miss her, and I wanted nothing more than for us to resume our cycle and actually give each other all the tea on what happened during the break. On my part there were things I was dying to tell her, things that included Mac's sudden change of attitude. "You must have been so anxious, getting here so early" Lola glanced at the wristwatch on her hand, then offered me a small smile. She knew me too much. "Only anxious to see you," I teased. Then I went over to help her lift her things into the room. "I see you've learned my way of expression" She grinned and threw her bag at me. I dodged it and laughed "One can only live with you for so long until they adopt all your habits." Only Lola would come back with several bags of clothes and yet take an hour every morning to find something suitable for the day. The girl was the most unique person I'd met. After we bo
The message came in just as I unlocked my phone. I stared at it in unbelief. It read 'what time are you free tommorow?'I gasped.The fact that he wanted to see me despite everything I thought showed me that once again Lola was right about everything... Well almost everything. But other than that, I couldn't shake off the fact that I thought he knew my schedule and this was merely formality. I was almost so certain of it. "Was that a message from him? What does it say?" Lola rushed over at once and had a gigantic smile on her face the moment she read the same words that I did.We had no lectures tommorow because it was resumption week and that meant that people would resume almost every single day of the week so lectures officially began next week. I was free the whole day. But did I really want to tell him that? The thought of spending the entire day with him or around his confines made me jittery in a way that felt wrong. And I wasn't sure of my confidence in myself to keep mys
Lola noticed the shift in my mood immediately. From the look of things, it seemed Charles did too because the moment I looked away he reached for my hand but on reflex I deflected it. My thoughts were swirling around in a confused motion and I couldn't decide what to believe or what not to believe. Maybe I was simply overthinking but it was crazy to think of what was happening. Was it even possible? A fresh string of rage hit me once more. Did he really fool me by keeping me for so long in the dark?Would Lucas do this to me? Was I nothing but a plaything to them? someone they could conveniently deceive and go Scott-free?I took another step back and placed my hands on my head in pretense."Um, you know what? You guys can go ahead without me, I suddenly developed a splitting headache and it hurts like hell to move" I lied. "Are you okay?" Lola piped, her concern shining through her voice and her scrunched-up face so much that I felt instantly guilty for lying to her and making her w
I didn't know who ended the call but at the moment I couldn't bring myself to care at all. Tears flowed from my eyes on their own accord and it didn't give me a reason to know if they were worth it or if they were not.It hurt that my one friend other than Lola was nothing but a bodyguard all along. Showing up at the most random places and acting like our meeting was purely coincidental. It stung like hell. But looking at it in hindsight I could see how perfectly orchestrated the whole thing was, even though at the moment I had written it off as nothing but a mere coincidence, Was anything even real? The night we met, he said he had been out and running too, but was that the truth? How many of our encounters have been premeditated and planned but painted to me as a coincidence which I happily bought into?My heart stung at the thought. Once more, ir suddenly made so much sense why I was paired with Lucas for the Alumni event. Because of what I knew now, I also knew that it really was
The first thought I had as the door of the car was opened for me was that, somehow, I had completely forgotten about Mac for a second and how quiet he had been since I got to school.This second thought was more treacherous, but it felt more like mine, like something that was born out of deep resentment and anger. Maybe this betrayal was good for me to finally steel my heart against the guilt tugging my heart at the thought of tricking Lucas into giving me some useful information. Deceiving him the exact way he had treated me by leaving me in the dark.But they were merely thoughts. Harmless imaginations, my brain strung and conjured together to justify the anger and rage it felt. There were no actions stringed to them, attached to the heap of these words, and it was so easy to think, but the execution was the difficult part. My fingers shook slightly as I was ushered into the grand building. For some reason, I had anxiety about all that was going to unfold. I didn't want to hear anyt
"What do you mean?" I walked closer to him. It was easier to read his facial expression from upclose but it made me more feel things I had no business feeling, like compassion and sympathy because several emotions swirled in his blue orbs and for a second, for a moment of weakness I thought he looked ridiculously vulnerable. His back was turned against me in an instant, I reached out to touch his shoulders but my hands froze mid-air. What the hell was I doing? I was the victim here.This wasn't what I planned and hoped today would be, and why were positions shifting in an instant? How did I somehow feel the urge and need to comfort him?"How can I trust you?" My voice wavered. It was thick but small with emotions "How can I take every word you say as a meter of truth and without deceit? You say you sent Charles to protect me, and I matter the most to you, but has it ever occurred to you that I am not yours? I am mates with Mac! The same person you keep talking about like he's the de