My legs quickly moved towards the bedroom door yanking it open for my eyes to snap towards the kitchen door which was slightly ajar.
Fucking Hell Four cursed following by a clanging of pans that I assumed dropped to the floor. I took a deep breath, keep a clear head and don’t cause an argument. Unless he picks a fight with me.
I slowly pushed the door open, I didn’t know what his mood was going to be, was he going to be angry at me ? Was he going to explode the moment he set eyes on me ? Or was he going to go back to being the same cold heartless Four ?
I set my eyes on him as he stood bare chested behind the cooker, the countertops littered with different sized pots and pans with items unrecognisable they were that burnt and packets of bacon laying open.
His eyes shot up to meet mine, the goldness now completely disappeared now replaced by his bright blue ones as he stared up at me his eyes looked so innocent, like he hasn’t just beaten his brother. I opened my mouth to speak only for Four to hold his hand up which held a frying wand.
Yesterday is in the past, lets draw a line underneath it and we don’t have to talk about it again. I want to move on and forget about it okay ? The only thing that matters is you and me now Four spoke as his eyes flicked towards me and his already burning bacon.
A sigh of relief escaped my lips, he wasn’t angry at me, he was the caring and loving Four I was just getting to know. There was so many questions I had yet to find the answers but I held off, if he was happy enough to not mention yesterday then so was I. I can get my answers another time. I took his positive mood as a sign he didn’t murder his brother.
Your bacons burning I pointed out as I moved towards the countertop pulling myself onto a stool as I leaned over the mess of the kitchen to see now black strips of bacon sizzling on the pan.
Like you could do any better He fired back and I looked up to see a small but visible smile playing on his face as he pushed the pan aside to join the countless others of the food that he was unable to cook.
This was the Four I enjoyed, the gentle and kind Four who had patience for me.
I swear to God I don’t know how you convinced me to do this but you are wearing a helmet Four continued to argue pushing the Bicycle helmet into my hands.
It’s riding a horse Four, I’m not going to fall off and split my head open. It will look so stupid I groaned, after almost an hour of convincing him to go horse riding we were now spending an extra ten minutes arguing over me wearing a stupid helmet.
You’re fragile love. Last time you fell of the horse and got yourself a concussion remember ? Just put the stupid helmet Four sighed as I could see he was trying not to loose his patience with me as he took the helmet from my hands placing it on top of my head. I sighed, this was a pointless row that I wasn’t going let become anything more so I will just suck it up and wear the helmet.
I remembered falling of grandmas horse like it was yesterday but yet it felt so long ago when it has just been a mere few months.
I handed the reins to Four of the black horse I was going attempt to get on successfully only for Four a few seconds later is to push me up.
Take it easy Emily, I’m not joking Four warned as he handed me the reins and easily climbed up on his own horse. Just take it slow for now He added his eyes remained glued to mine as if he was ready to spring into action if something were to happen.
I gently kicked the horse forward into a walk as I kept my eyes glued to the green grass ahead, my head was all over the place, i had bit my tongue all morning not wanting to bombard for with questions but I could barley hold it in any longer.
What’s a Rogue ? I questioned my voice quiet as the breeze filled the silence not letting my eyes trail up to Four.
You heard that yesterday ? He dodged my question as I felt his state burn into the side of my head however I refused to look up, if I looked at him I wouldn’t get my answers. I nodded in response presuming that he was looking at me.
He’s not aloud back on this land Emily, he’s not apart of the pack Fours refusal to even breathe his brothers name as he said the sentence in such disgust. However it allowed me to breathe a small sigh of relief, he was alive and okay.
But- I began letting my mouth take over which never ended well, it was only one stupid kiss that honestly meant nothing, there was no need for Dylan to be like a rogue or be kicked out.
I don’t want to talk about it anymore Four cut me off sighing as he was loosing his patience with me.
What about your mum and dad ? Won’t they want to see him I kept pushing even though I knew that I shouldn’t. I had never asked about his parents before nor has he ever brought them up.
I finally broke my stare of the ground to meet Fours eyes after a minute of silence to see that he was not staring at me anymore but looking ahead. Shit. I shouldn’t have brought it up, I should of just shut up.
I looked back towards the field ahead before I tightened my grip on the reins of the horse and giving it a little kick forward to push forwards faster. This was my life now, I had to accept it.