Who were you talking to again ? Four questioned as he quickened his pace on the treadmill, his eyes glancing over at mine as I sat on top of another workout machine. Despite his quick pace his breathing never quickened nor a sweat fall from his face.
Terri, I met her in my first class, she was so nice, literally was the only one that would talk to me. She introduced me to her friends Wes and Anton I reminded him as I adverted my eyes from a shirtless Four running on the treadmill, the muscles in his legs flexing every second as the loud noise from the machine filled the silence in the gym.
Why is almost everyone there too afraid to talk to me ? I ask after a few minutes of silence entered the gym as his gaze landed on me.
That’s because love they are afraid of me A smirk formed on his face as his quick paced running came to a stop and the loud noise of the treadmill that was filling the empty gym silenced.
I rolled my eyes forcing the corners of my lips not to rise, pulling myself of the machine I had been sat on for the past hour throwing Four the towel he had handed me, allowing him to wipe the non existent sweat from his stomach.
I allowed myself to sneak a few mere seconds to glance at Four, I blame the butterflies in my tummy I feel around him on the mate bond but there was no denying that this man wasn’t constructed by god himself. I quickly advert my eyes when I feel his glance on me, the last thing I wanted was for his head to grow even larger.
For the past couple of weeks my mind has barely wandered to the whole I’m living with a beast thing, he had been extra kind and careful with me it was starting to scare me, was there something else that I didn’t know about ? But I tried to rid myself of these thoughts whenever they appeared, for the first time in months I felt comfortable with him, happy even. However, I couldn’t deny the aching feeling that was left within me which would creep up slowly every couple of days, when I was alone and during the night when Four was asleep and I was lying awake. I missed my family and friends desperately, but I knew that it would even be stupid to bring it up to Four, he would get angry with me and we would be back to square one, coldness.
I could tell he was trying everyday, he could tell when I was feeling off and he tried to distract me and it worked, sometimes.
What’s wrong ? Fours voice interrupted my train of thought as he now stood in front of me, his hot breath bouncing of my face as I leaned against the machine, I was conformable but wanted things to remain slow. I mean, its hard when for months I was convinced Four was a serial killer that kidnapped me and his end goal was to torture and kill me.
Want to drop me off to Grandma’s ? I asked ignoring his previous question, going to grandmas was the closest thing I had to seeing my family, there I would facetime my parents and talk to them for hours on end. I usually went every Saturday but I felt as if I needed my own space tonight, I wanted to tell grandma and my parents about school and I felt as if I would finally have the courage to call my friends back home. For weeks visiting Grandma’s I have hesitated calling my friends, my grandma explained to me they were told that I was staying with her for a bit.
Can’t tonight love, I’ve got a pack meeting to be at in a half an hour Four mumbled as I felt my heart sink in my chest, despite being able to have a lot more freedoms, I was still restricted and I knew I would never fully be aloud to do what I wanted when I wanted.
What about if stay the night there. Tomorrow is Friday and you can pick me up tomorrow night ? I try one hopeless attempt, and I feel my hopes slightly get up when is see something flash in Four’s eyes before I felt his body slump, his hand reaching out and grabbing ahold of my waist.
Sorry baby not tonight He sighed, I already knew his answer before the words left his mouth however it didn’t make it hurt any less, I knew why he didn’t want me going over there too much. He didn’t want to get me too attached to anybody else as when it is time to leave each time I try persuade him for a little longer.
He pulled at my waist at an attempt to pull me closer to his body which is rejected grabbing his hand and throwing it off my waist, making my way towards the gym door. I was acting childish, I know but despite me being aware of his secret, he still held control and power over me.
Less of the attitude I heard Four’s voice call from behind me but I had already the gym door shut and I was making a beeline for the elevator hoping I could get in it quick enough that I wouldn’t have to be in the same lift as him.
I’m leaving now love, if you need anything all you have to do is go downstairs and ask someone Four bent down on his honkers to meet my eye level as I was sprawled out on the sofa flicking threw the newly added Netflix movies.
I looked past his face continuing to concentrate on picking out a movie as his hand reached out placing it on my cheek and pushing me to look in his direction. I wont be back till late, so don’t wait up okay ? He further speaks attempting to gain a response to me only to be meet with more silence. After a few moments he seems to give up as he returns to his full height and shakes his head before he turns and walks out of the living room.
I close my eyes and lean back into the sofa, I was acting like a child and I was aware of it. Don’t get me wrong I’m grateful for my new found freedom nd I know its hard for Four, but I only want to go to my grandma’s house ! Who lives around a fifteen minute drive away, I don’t understand, no danger will suddenly come to me within a night of being there. Plus tonight would have been the perfect night to stay as there is no school on a Friday, Terri explained that Friday is the day that wolves are permitted to enter the human town.
The more my mind wandered the more I felt the anger rise in my chest, for months I have sat back and allowed people to walk all over me, tell me what to do and I wasn’t going to allow it any more. So what if it hurt Four ? He has hurt me plenty of times before and it was time he treated me like an adult. He knew I wasn’t going to run away, I wasn’t stupid any more and I knew this mate thing was permanent. All I wanted to do was to go to my grandmas house, and I was going to do that, with or without his trust.
EMILYS P. O. V
My teeth chattered together as the cold Autumn breeze swept over my bare arms as I reached out my hand forming a fist and quickly knocking on the small blue door, snatching my hand back as if someone was going to pull it off. After what felt like a full hour of agonising anticipation but what really was a few moments the door was pulled open to reveal a dishevelled looking Preston.
Emily ? What’s wrong, is everything okay ? God you’re freezing Preston’s voice rushed out as he stepped outside his door, his long slender arms reaching out and taking me by the shoulders his eyes wandering up and down my body wildly as if he was physically accessing me to pinpoint anything that could be possibly wrong. Once his eyes finished scanning me they quickly wandered behind me as if he was looking for Four.
Yeah, everything’s fine- I began as Preston let out a breath of relief at my reassuring words, however he only held onto that relief for a moment as he held a firm grip onto my arm and began pulling me inside his house once he noticed the thousands of goosebumps forming as the night air only got colder.
What are you doing here by yourself ? Did something happen to Four ? His stern voice cut mine off as he closed the front door of his house, his eyes bore into mine as I felt a panic begin to creep in.