His Pleading

I wake up alone. Rolling over, my hand reaches out, but Alaric isn't there. Sitting up, I look around, confused, and grab my phone.

Your locks are changed. Don't give my son a key. Stay safe, Ruby. A x

I want to believe this wasn't the end, but something tells me it was. Standing, I walk down and see Ivy and Bex in the kitchen. Sitting on a chair, Bex hands me a coffee.

"Fun night?" She smirks at me.

"You two were home, right?" I didn't even consider that. Which says a lot, as with Jake I did, every thought was there making me worried and paranoid.

"Oh, we were..." Bex grins. "Jake wasn't happy. He let himself in, heard you, called your name, and tried to open the door. Then, he left swearing about how he would win you back."

Win me back? "He didn't give in?" He should have realised that was the moment to give up.

"Nope." Ivy stands and places flowers on the table.

"Where did these come from?"

"Jake, after your friend changed the locks this morning. Jake came by and was pissed off he