Chapter 5

                           

Brandon 

When I open the door I frown, seeing her standing there. It has been two days since she showed up here the first time. I thought she made the right choice to move on with whatever life she has, but she has come here again. My jaws clench down. I told her not to come back here. 

I watch her as she just stands there staring at me. 

Ignoring this pull that I feel towards her, I force my wolf back as it pushes its way forward, wanting me to claim her as ours.

"Was I not clear the first time? Don't come here!" I glare down at her, letting my power pour from me, wanting her to leave.

She doesn't react the way I expected her to by back away, wanting to get away from the dominance of an alpha male. But instead, she just continues to stand there looking at me. 

"I...I..um..I." She goes to say something, but nothing really comes out.

"Leave and Don't come here again!" I tell her, closing the door.

I frown walking away from the door, hoping that she gets the message and Doesn't come here again.

Hearing another knock on the door, I look back and frown, watching as she walks in.

"I need to talk to you." She frowns, closing the door behind her.

A growl vibrant my chest, glaring over at her. "We have nothing to talk about, get out of my place." I Don't want her here and there's nothing for us to talk about.

"Why Don't you want me?" She continues to stand there instead of leaving as I told her to.

My jaws clench down, wanting her to leave, but I can see that she's not just going to simply leave because I've told her to. She came here for answers that she's looking to get.

I know her questions will continue until they get to the mark on my face. I just want her to leave and leave me alone.

Glaring over at her, deciding to stop her questions before they go any further. 

"I don't want you because I just Don't want you. Just because we're supposedly fated to be together doesn't mean anything. I don't know you and you don't know me. I Don't have to give in to some bond that I don't want. You're nothing to me." I force the lie out, knowing this should get her to drop any other questions she plans to ask. 

I don't want her asking me questions, trying to get to know me, trying to figure me out. I'm no good for her. Seeing this mark should be enough to tell her that I'm not a good person and to stay away from me, but she had to come here again asking questions. 

I watch as my words cut deep into her, causing her eyes to quickly fill with tears. I can see the pain in her watery eyes. I force myself to stand here and watch her. Watching as those tears make their way down her cheeks. I feel this pain inside from seeing her this way, knowing I've hurt her.

Unable to hold her cries in any longer, she breaks out into sobs, before turning and leaving out the door. I feel my wolf push forward, clawing and biting at me, wanting me to go after her, but I Don't.

I stand here, not moving from my spot, letting her leave, knowing this is the way things have to be. She needs to stay away from me and live her life, because with me she will have nothing but hardship.

My jaws clench down as I look at the door, feeling bad about the things I just said to her. They were lies and I didn't truly mean any of those things, but they needed to be said. I needed to hurt her to keep her away.

I walk over and take a seat on the couch. 

I let out a sigh, thinking about what just happened. I can still see her pain-filled eyes in my head. 

Why did she come back here? If she would have just listened and stayed away as I told her then none of this would have happened. I know the things that I said to her were harsh, but I knew that was the only way I was going to get her to leave. I needed her to know that we have nothing to talk about. 

After the things, I said to her I'm sure she probably hates me now. But that's what I want. I want her to hate me, so she can stay away and never want to see me again. 

I frown, trying to push the image of her pained filled eyes out my head, but I can't. Kimberly shouldn't have given her the address to find me here. I know she was only trying to help by sending her here, but she has only made things worst. 

Kimberly should have just left it alone. I have enough things on my mind throughout the day and now this is just adding on to that. 

Out of instinct, I take in a breath inhaling her sweet scent that now lingers in the air, causing my wolf to push forward wanting what was meant to be ours.

I reach out and grab the lighter off the table and take the half-smoked joint out of the ashtray. I light the joint and take pull inhaling the smoke, before releasing it letting the scent of the herbs push her scent away. Having her scent lingering in the air will only complicate things. 

I take another pull of the joint, holding the smoke in longer than the first pull, feeling the smoke slightly burn the back of my throat before letting the smoke out again.

I feel my eyes starting to hang low ass I began to feel the effects of the herbs. I lean back on the couch, looking at the joint in my hand. It Doesn't make the guilt and shame of what I've done go away, but it does make it easier to deal with. Make it easier to accept that I've fucked up and there's no coming back from what I've done and that I will eventually pay for what I've done.

I let out a sigh, bringing the joint to my mouth to take another pull.