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92- Seeing and staying
“Uhh, so… Where should I leave this?” I hold up the bag awkwardly, then immediately lower it again. It’s heavier than I realised. Bellamy freezes and looks me over, a calculating expression on his face.
“Well, you can stay with me if you want. Or I can set up one of the empty bedrooms. If you don’t want to be alone or… with me… then I’m sure Megan wouldn’t mind if you stayed with her.” He seems to be assessing my expression. I don’t even know what kind of look is on my face right now, but he must not be finding it encouraging because he doesn’t look too happy.“What would YOU prefer?” I ask. I figure it’s better to have all the information before making a decision.“I won’t lie to you. Right now the idea of you being anywhere I can’t see you leaves me on the verge of a panic attack. But I should also say I always want you to stay with me. I don’t want to pressure you though. I just want to make it clear that I’m not just saying it because I’m… “ He stops, trying to thinRelated chapters
Strings of Fate 93- Blindness and bubbles
“Leaving you alone is worse.” he confirms. “Well, then keep your eyes shut while I’m in the bath and you can stay.” I suggest. He tilts his head to the side.“You’re willing to let me stay?” He repeats in confirmation. I nod. “If you close your eyes. I know you don’t love that part, but it’s the best compromise I can offer. Decide before the water gets cold please.” Bellamy’s eyes dart around the room. His eyes land on the window. Like most bathrooms, it’s a small window that isn’t easily accessed. I doubt it’s even visible from outside. Appearing to make a decision, he marches towards the door. Huh, he’s leaving? Or not. He reaches the door, locks it then sits himself on the ground with his back against the door and closes his eyes. “I won’t look. I promise.” he assures me. I quickly strip out of my clothes and chuck them on the floor by the vanity. The water is hot, but comfortable when I climb in, clutching the edges of the tub to prevent myself from falling. I
Strings of Fate 94- Looking and low-key
“You’re probably right. I’ll think about it.” He agrees. He looks a bit sad and lost as he says it though. I decide right now that I am making it my personal mission to help Bellamy rekindle his friendships. Maybe we could have a dinner party or games night or something. I might even invite Alpha Kohen and his wife. I think I would like to know them better and Bellamy seems friendly with the Bear Alpha. Although I suppose a night like that would have to wait until I’m comfortable telling people about our relationship because I feel like it would get out fast if we started having guests all the time. The conversation lulls a bit and Bellamy loops back to our original discussion. “I suppose based on the fact that you changed the topic that you don’t want to talk about tonight yet then?” He prompts. “You know, I actually completely forgot that we were even discussing it. I got sidetracked. I’m okay to talk about it with you now if you would like.” I assure him.“Okay
Strings of Fate 95- Hair and hands
“As much as I would like to make sure you never meet or speak to another male ever again, I know that isn’t a realistic option. Besides, I trust the guards you have. Plus, in your case, I prefer that your security detail IS obvious. People will think twice about attacking you when you obviously have a bodyguard following you around.” He seems weirdly smug about that. “Yeah… right. You’re just happy that I’m putting up with the guard stuff. Although after what happened tonight I suppose I can see your point of view a little better.” I admit. Bellamy’s expression darkens again and I curse in my head. Oops. I was trying to keep his mind off of the whole situation and I had to go and bring it up again. Stupid. Ugh. I frantically try to change the topic again. “I need to wash my hair.” I blurt out without thinking. Bellamy blinks, startled at my abrupt statement. “Okay… just try and be careful of your bandages. I doubt the cut has completely stopped bleeding and the soap w
Strings of Fate 96- Cosy and close
Back in Bellamy’s room I keep my towel tight around my chest as I sort through my packed bag looking for the pyjamas I shoved in underneath all the other stuff. I find a pair of underwear easily enough. I drop the pyjama pants on the bed as I search for the top. Bellamy is looking at them with a funny look on his face. Somewhere between confusion and embarrassment. “What?” I ask, looking back between him and the pyjamas. I know they’re childish fuzzy flannel ones, but it’s not like the unicorn ones he’s seen me in before were particularly impressive. What’s so weird about these ones?“It’s nothing, just… I don’t know. You’re going to think I’m creepy if I ask…” He trails off. I tilt my head and raise an eyebrow.“Ask what?” I prompt. “Would you wear my t-shirt?” He blurts out. Okay, not what I was expecting.“Why?” I ask. “Well, you wore one the last time you slept here. It’s weird, but it made me feel… secure, having you all wrapped up in my scent. I coul
Strings of Fate 97- Purring and problem-solving
My muscles have tensed up and what was a very comfortable position is now very not. This isn’t the first time we have slept in the same bed, it shouldn’t be so awkward. I suddenly realise that Bellamy’s breathing isn’t slow and deep like I would expect from someone who is asleep or nearly asleep. Also his arm on my waist is tense again. I’m about to ask what’s wrong, but Bellamy beats me to it.“Something is upsetting you.” He says, his tone is dark. I stammer out a response.“I just noticed that you’re… well. Maybe I should move away a little bit?” I suggest. Bellamy groans. “That’s why you’re anxious? I’m still on high alert, your discomfort makes me want to keep you as close as possible, but it’s my proximity that’s the problem.” He sounds horrified.. I see his dilemma though. I’m anxious so he doesn’t want to let go, and his holding so tight is making me anxious. Although it’s not so much that he’s close as that he is clearly still aroused and I’m awkward. How is th
Strings of Fate 98- Anxiety and anger
“I’m not totally sure. Tired, frustrated, worried, sort of pissed off. I need to figure out my plans a little bit for the next few days, I suspect you probably have some opinions about that too but I’m going to ask you to wait until we at least hear back from Alex about what the guys learned in their investigation. I’m going to withhold all decision making until I have all the information I can possibly get.” I declare. Bellamy huffs out a breath then nods.“I guess I can hold my tongue for now.” He agrees and I reward him with a smile and a squeeze of his hand before releasing it and reaching for my phone. I turn it on and find several messages in my group chat and a few others. I check the other messages, not prepared to catch up on the vast quantity of messages In the group chat right now. Shaun- Hey, I don’t know when you’ll get this. But I just wanted to check in on you. I hope you’re doing okay. We will make plans with Alpha Kane to discuss everything later today. Let
Strings of Fate 99- Options and obliviousness
I get ready as fast as possible and practically drag Bellamy downstairs to the kitchen. I want to make up with Megan as fast as I possibly can. I stop in the kitchen doorway, confused when I don’t immediately hear Megan. I can hear her but not see her. A moment later she pops up from the floor. She was apparently kneeling and the bench blocked my view. “Hey! I was just watching the breakfast muffins in the oven. I always overcook them a little so I wanted to keep an eye on them so they would be perfect for you.” Megan smiles at me in an excessively cheerful manner. Okay, that has got to be fake.“Why are you acting happy? You were upset a minute ago.” I ask warily. This level of cheerfulness is almost creepy. Just because I had a single bad night, it doesn’t magically make her hard times go away.“You’re right. I was upset, but then I thought about it while making the mix for these muffins and I’ve decided to forget about being annoyed and look at the bright side. So I
Strings of Fate 100- Interrogate and investigate
I stare down at my last bit of muffin. “I wouldn’t lie. But it’s probably best if you don’t ask until you’ve already made up your mind. Knowing the answer doesn’t really make anything easier anyway.” I tell her. She considers me for a moment then nods.“I guess so. But you would warn me if I was making a really bad choice again right? Like last time?” She sounds very young and scared. “Of course.” I assure her. “Thanks.”“So does that mean you’re going to text Darrien?” I ask. Megan blushes and eventually nods. She pulls her phone out of the pocket of her jeans and types out a quick message, I have no idea what she writes but she hits send then drops her phone and quickly downs the rest of her food. Only seconds later she gets a message back. She reads it with a small smile and I decide not to push her about it any further today. I’m burning with curiosity about how their relationship unfolds from here, but I’ve learned my lesson about interfering in the past.
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