“Mom! Mom, can I buy this?” Bobbie appears in front of me all of a sudden, showing me a make-up kit with a lot of different things. I only blink at her, dazed, “It’s only eighty five dollars and I have the money to buy it myself! You know, the money I took from Dad the other day… oh, hello…” “Hi, Bobbie, it’s good to see you again,” Cam says and points to the lady in front of us, “This is my mom, Lucy.” “Hi, Ma’am,” Bobbie says politely and Lucy gives her a warm smile, “It’s good to see you too, Mr Randall. Uhm… Mom, are you done here? The guy is waiting for me to pay but I didn’t actually bring my money, so you have to pay for it right now and I’ll pay you back once we’re home. I promise I’ll actually pay you this time.” She’s being frantic and little rude, but she is giving me the out I need. I’ll gladly take it. “Alright. Go back to the stand, I’m right behind you,” I say and once she leaves, I turn to Lucy again, “I’m sorry, I have to leave. It was so nice to meet you, Luc
"Cam is such a lame, isn't he, Bob?" Farrow continues a couple seconds later and his naughty hand falls ‘casually’ on my leg, trying to grab my thigh, but I grab his hand and put it back where it was. "Yeah, now that I think about it, he's kinda lame. And too old for you, Mom," Bobbie mutters, her Switch making noise while Farrow returns his fucking hand to my legs. And this is why I can’t trust this man. He always disrespects my boundaries and he laughs while doing so, making a game out of everything. "And he's not even that cute," Bobbie continues absentmindedly, "Dad is cuter." "Oh, she's so right," Farrow lets out in delight, bringing his hand back and trying to slip it in between my thighs this time. When I give him a warning growl, he gives me an offended look, "I'm just looking for a warm place to keep it. I'm freezing, it's so cold." "Stop," I say anyway. Because even though he's not being sexual, it's making me feel things and I don't need that. Not after the weir
"He won't be a step dad at all, Farrow. We're only casually dating. Very casually," I finally respond, avoiding looking at him. Farrow huffs and stays there, literally just standing behind and breathing over me for two more minutes until I'm done with the salad, then he walks behind me to the dinning table, "Oh, I forgot the napkins..." When I turn around, Farrow starts walking backwards so he can follow me to the kitchen again. This time, I have to close my eyes and stop a smile from growing. Stop it, Sky. Don’t smile at something so unhealthy and psychotic. This is sick behavior. Codependent behavior, like Rocky said. But... it's the bond, isn’t it? The compatibility bond because of the pregnancy. Farrow feels it too. His wolf feels it. "This is getting ridiculous," I scold him anyway, trying to reach for the napkins, but he grabs them first and then has the audacity to look at me as if he doesn't know what I mean, "You're acting like an anxiously attached pet. You haven't
I sigh and roll my eyes as Farrow walks away. I hope he keeps that sassy energy all night because if he actually tries something, I'll give in. There's no point in denying it, I'll simply give in. And I’ll do it with a smile on my face. "At some point you'll have to realize you're dragging this. You’re dragging the unavoidable," Rocky says, making me return my eyes to him, "You need him right now, there is clearly a very mutual bond going on here." "Shh!" I let out, looking to make sure Farrow isn't still hanging around, "Shut up!” "Even for Farrow, this amount of sick obsession isn't normal. It's definitely him feeling the bond," Rocky continues, brushing Alex's hair back. The little boy is completely lost on Rocky's phone, not paying attention to us, "And that sort of thing doesn't happen just because, okay? You shouldn't ignore it or it'll just bring a lot of pain to both of you. Resentment looks very ugly on you, sis, let it go." "Easy for you to say," I whisper angril
I stand up and get closer to the mirror for a second to make sure there's no more cream on my face before rounding my bed to get to his. Farrow narrows his eyes at me and braces himself when I walk until I'm standing right in front of him. This time, he's forced to look up at me and I quite like how he looks like this. Shirtless, hair messy and a little scared of whatever I'm about to do. "If you think it's so easy to just say no..." I start, feeling like a villain when his eyes get wide like he’s terrified. "Don't do anything crazy right now, Skylar. I'm not a saint..." "Hush, this is a test. If you think saying no is so easy, just say no and send me away," I continue with a naughty smile that I can't help because he looks terribly nervous when I start taking off my old pajamas. Now I'm annoyed I chose to wear them, but the way his eyes fall to my legs when I drop the pants to the floor makes it all worth it.I proceeded with the shirt and then I'm standing in front of my e
I try to calm the fuck down and pretend this isn’t happening, but my wolf is very much awake now and his presence is enhancing my senses to the maximum. So when I hear the same thing again followed by a little moan, I'm certain. She's fucking doing it, touching herself. It’s undeniable now, especially when the scent of her arousal hits me. Fuck, my baby is horny. She needs me. I know she’s trying to test me and I know I’m about to fail, but at this point I couldn’t care less. Also, this is on her. She's the one who’s been temping me since she walked inside the room with those old pajamas I like so much. She knew exactly what she was doing, prancing in front of me with her slender shoulder poking out and those old pants hanging low on her hips because the elastic is dead. She wanted me to break and she succeeded. I get up very carefully trying not to make noise until I reach the switch, then I turn the lights on and I’m rewarded with the best damn sight in the world.
"I’m okay," I shake my head trying to get rid of those thoughts because now is not the time to be a pussy. This could be the one chance I get to fuck Sky again, I can’t pass on it just because I’m scared I’m fully broken and I’ll never be able to love normally again. I move away from her body, freaked out but still hard. I lay down next to her and when she frowns, I tap her leg. "Get on me, baby. You do whatever you want," I offer, holding onto the sheets under me hoping that stops me from going too far, from grabbing her too hard again or trying to do something else. Letting her take control is the smartest thing here. Sky murmurs something I can't make out, but she gets up and climbs on top of me. Oh, what a gift. A goddamn perfect woman and she's all mine. Neck still bare, though. She needs my mark in there. She would look so magnificent like that. My mark is the one thing missing on her and once I’ve finally marked her… "I can't," I growl out loud in absolute anger
Farrow takes a deep, aggravated breath and I think he's going to say something, but he stops himself at the very last second. He just shakes his head and sits up in bed.“I’m sleeping with Rocky,” he announces, voice deep and rough. "No, no. Stay here," I stop him before he stands up, "I'll go sleep downstairs. I'll fit better.” Farrow is so upset right now, he only nods and doesn't look at me as I get up completely naked to grab my clothes again. He doesn't look at me, not once. His bad energy is stinking up the room and making me feel uncomfortable, like I have to apologize. But I won’t, I didn’t say anything untrue. I grab my phone and before I slip out of the room, I give Farrow one last look. He's never looked like this before, so upset and defeated. And to know I caused it feels horrible. But I’m upset too, he also gave me a painful truth: he wants a mate so badly, he believed the first girl that told him she was it. He took the lie gladly and pushed me the fuck asid
{ Farrow } I walk inside the office and when I see Rose’s deceivingly sweet face, I give her a sheepish smile. During our last session, I promised I would keep going to weekly sessions, but of course I never did. I considered myself healed enough. “About time,” she mutters, arms crossed, “Sit down, Farrow. How are we doing?” “Me? Oh, absolutely horrible, how about you?” I ask, hoping she keeps the easy conversation going, but she just sighs and stares at me until I sit down on the couch in front of her, “Hm. This is comfier than it looks. Do I have to lay down like in t–“ “No, don’t lay down. Anyway… I haven’t seen you in a while, fill me in. Last time I saw you, you were still in the hospital and in a very pessimistic stage. Also about seventy pounds lighter.” “I’ve gained ninety pounds. Mostly muscle,” I brag, but she remains impassive. I lift my shirt to show her my abs, “See?” “I see. Good job,” she gives me a tiny smile, “You look more upbeat too, even though you say
“Hey, wake up,” Nico aggressively shakes me, but I groan because I basically just fell asleep after overthinking and hating my life all night, “Let’s go, we have a lot to do today. A lot.” “I don’t wanna go,” I murmur, pushing his hand away, “Deal with it yourself.” “Oh, fuck no, you won’t do this to me again,” he growls and grabs me harder, pulling me all the way up until I’m standing, “You can’t leave everything up to me!” “Yes I can. You have no idea what I went through last night. I don’t want to do shit today. Or ever,” I push him away and throw myself on the mattress again, “Just pay someone to do everything we have to do, that’s what money is for. I seriously can’t even worry about that right now. You’ll understand me one day, when you finally have your heart ripped open by a girl and she shits on it like it’s nothing.” “Farrow,” he growls, “Man, come on… this isn’t fair to me. If you don’t go, I won’t go either.” “Don’t go then. Let’s say we have a roach infestation and h
{ Farrow } I'm one hair away from completely losing my shit and crashing out. I have no idea how a crash out against Sky would be, but it feels visceral. It feels like I'm just going to blow the fuck up from the inside out and take the whole house with me. I need to get some space. Away from her. I seriously never thought I would ever say that… but I also never thought she would ever tell me I have to watch her fuck someone else. No. No. I can't think about that right now. I’m done. "Where are you going?" She asks when I turn around and start walking upstairs. She's following me, but this is the only time I don't want her near me. I don't want to hear her voice or look at her face or I will explode all over her. Like a dead whale. "I don't know. Away from you," I spit out, heading straight to our bedroom thinking I'll be safe in there, but Sky follows me inside, "Go away. I'm not joking." "Ow, poor Farrow, you couldn't handle even the thought of it? Come on, don't be so resent
"It's time for you to leave, man. Now," Farrow lets out with a strained voice. I stop touching Cam immediately and take a big step back, but that doesn't stop Farrow from walking up to him until they're nose to nose. Or more like, Farrow's nose to Cam's forehead, "This is me being nice. You should fuck off before I stop being nice." "He was about to leave, we were just saying goodbye," I say, trying to walk closer, but Farrow lifts a hand to stop me and looks at me for just one second. He looks pissed as hell already and if he wants me to move away is because he's totally planning on fighting Cam. And that's exactly why I step closer until I'm almost in between them. Farrow has to grab my arm and pull me away like I'm a flea then keep a hand stretched out to block me. "I’ll leave, Farrow," Cam finally says, but his eyes are guarded, "You don't have to get like this, we're not even together anymore. I just want you to calm down before I leave, okay? There’s no need for this.”
Just a few minutes later Rocky comes home and I'm finally free to walk away and dwell on my despair. I go to the backyard and I try to connect with my wolf, to see if he wants to take the wheel for the night... he doesn't. He’s still depressed and rejected, dear god. Still, I need a break from reality so I walk to the woods to just stay there, trying my hardest to manage my emotions enough to figure out if I want to have another serious conversation with Sky or if that last night was enough emotional pain for this week. And... what else is there to say? ‘I love you, let’s never fight like that again’? That would mean nothing at this point. She knows I love her, I know she loves me, but love is not enough. Not with resentment thrown in the mix. This feels impossible. And now she's out with that fuckface again. God, I want to fucking kill him. And that's why I'm here. I'll stay here until I know for sure Sky's back home without him, then we'll have another awkward conversation
I try my hardest to keep my mind busy the rest of the day, but the closer it gets to the time to go home, the more nervous I get. I don’t know what’s going to happen with Sky tonight, we’ve never had a fight like this, one that feels so real and raw. I don’t want to be the one to try to make a joke out of it because it’s not fucking funny. Her words last night really hurt me. Not only that… they really hurt my wolf. So much, it’s fucking scary. I don’t know if it was too evident, but Sky saying she’s not my mate broke my wolf’s heart as though she was down right rejecting him as a mate. He took it damn seriously and his pain didn’t let me sleep at all. I felt broken all night. In more ways than just one. I just feel like I’m not the same man yet and every time it looks like I’m finally taking one step forward, I run like four miles back. When it hits six, I have no option but to leave. I have to drop Henry off first, then have a conversation with his mother whose eyes wander
{ Farrow } "Hi, buddy... would you mind, I don't know, working?" Nico asks all of a sudden, coming from behind me. I roll my eyes and stop my set, "Because that would be really cool." "I'm not in shape enough to do my regular work," I remind him. My usual work is training the SQ, but I'm not quite there yet physically. I point at the screen in front of us, "I'm researching new techniques and working out so I can implement them soon." "The same old techniques are great, you don't need to constantly come up with new shit. I mean, it's cool but not necessary," he says and turns it off, "I need you at the office with me, doing the boring shit." "Why? That's your thing," I groan, not in the mood for this. Or anything, really, "I'm only at 70 percent of who I was. I need to get back to my 100 percent, man." "Of course, but that's why you have that set up at home, so you can do that there. In here, I would appreciate some help managing this place... I made a mess with the payroll,"
"Good morning," Bobbie says what feels like five minutes later. I wake up with a gasp and when I see the sunlight, I jump up. I fell asleep deep as hell, "Can I have some of those cookies you made for breakfast?" "No, not for breakfast. They’re for dessert after dinner," I say groggily, giving her a long good morning hug before walking to the kitchen. Alex stays in bed all by himself, "You're going to give this cookies to principal Johnson and say they're from you AND your dad, who feels very sorry about his behavior this past Friday.” "Oh, god, what did Dad do this time?" Bobbie asks, laughing just thinking about him getting in trouble. I start telling her a bit about his fight while I pack the cookies on the container and of course she laughs even harder, "So they used to have beef in school? What if he takes it out on me now?" "I'll fuck him up again," Farrow responds, walking inside the kitchen wearing the same thing he was wearing last night. Loose sweatpants and no shirt.
Farrow takes a deep, aggravated breath and I think he's going to say something, but he stops himself at the very last second. He just shakes his head and sits up in bed.“I’m sleeping with Rocky,” he announces, voice deep and rough. "No, no. Stay here," I stop him before he stands up, "I'll go sleep downstairs. I'll fit better.” Farrow is so upset right now, he only nods and doesn't look at me as I get up completely naked to grab my clothes again. He doesn't look at me, not once. His bad energy is stinking up the room and making me feel uncomfortable, like I have to apologize. But I won’t, I didn’t say anything untrue. I grab my phone and before I slip out of the room, I give Farrow one last look. He's never looked like this before, so upset and defeated. And to know I caused it feels horrible. But I’m upset too, he also gave me a painful truth: he wants a mate so badly, he believed the first girl that told him she was it. He took the lie gladly and pushed me the fuck asid