** * * * * Crystal’s POV * * * * *
We drove out to the highway in his car. I was worried he would find Aidan if I told him my new address, so I decided to let him take me to my step parents house, then I can trek to my house from there.
Everything that had happened was still surprising to me, I mean first he was willing to mate with me even though he knew the consequences of doing that, and secondly he had given up after I wouldn’t let him have sex with me, even after he was willing to fulfill my condition.
I hadI thought he was going to persist until I eventually agreed.
Am I wrong about him despising me?
But I heard him say it himself that he hates me.
“Crystal” he called softly.
I turn to face him, “Yes?”
“Why did you spread false news about me in the Castle?”
Should I tell him that I did that to irritate him so that he could fire me?
No… I don’t think that is a good idea.
“Please let’s not talk about this Logan” I pleaded and looked out of the window
“Alright Crystal, I won’t ask… only for today, but I hope you will give me an answer some other day” he said in a calm voice.
Darkness had covered the face of the Earth already. There were very few people on the highway, mainly drug addicts, smokers, drunkards, and maniacs like Mr Splinter would call them.
I am glad that Logan is taking me home, if he wasn’t, then I would have had to face them on my way back l.
“Crystal, why do you have to pick trash late at night? You know it’s very risky, are there no less dirty jobs that you can do?”
Even though he wasn’t trying to hurt my feelings by saying that, I was still hurt.
Well, there was one that I had been very comfortable with for years, but then you took it away from me.
That would have been my response but rather I gave a simple “No”
Once again there was awkward silence between us. I kept my eyes fixed out of the car window.
“You said you live with your step parents, what of your real parents? Where do they stay and what do they do?” he asked
It seems to me like he wanted to start a discussion.
“My parents are leaders of a small wolf clan that migrated from Russia, but they live somewhere In The wilds of Pasadena” I replied
I turned towards him and he was staring at me like he doubted me.
“Both of your parents are wolves?’ he queried.
I really hate to answer that question, it reminds me that I am the different one.
“Yes, I am a pure blood, don’t ask me what went wrong”
“What of your step parents?” he asked.
What is this?
Some kind of, get to know each other better?
“What exactly do you want to know about them?” I answered his question with a question of my own.
He groaned, “Well you can start with their age, nature, jobs and any other thing you don’t classify as confidential”
Ugh! What happened to the Logan that never talks? Someone bail me from this guy!
“My stepmom is forty years old, and my step-dad is about fifty-one, they are wolves, also leaders of a clan but their clan has lost its strength, so they don’t talk about it anymore, step-dad is into business and stepmom support him, they have been taking care of me since I turned twelve” I narrated nonchalantly.
“Oh” he muttered, “have you ever wished that you had a wolf?”
I remained mute for a while, not sure if I could answer that question honestly because even me, I don’t know the answer.
“Sometimes I wonder what it felt like to be a werewolf, all my childhood friends had one, even though they couldn’t shift at that age, they could talk to it and hear it talk back to them, I used to envy them but at some point I started to see it from another perspective”
His eyes left the road and darted to me.
“And what perspective is that?” he queried.
“They were animals and I was human” I blurted without thinking.
He growled and shot a mean glare at me. I chuckled softly
“Sorry, that was my way of consoling myself, but truth be told, you are animals” I stated and laughed.
“I see you enjoy irritating me” he growled.
Well I always do it for a good reason, and this time it was to stop him from bombarding me with questions.
I looked towards my feet and saw the sack of trash. I had totally forgotten I was carrying that thing.
Now with the car light on, I was starting to feel embarrassed. I had a bag of trash in Logan’s car under his scrutiny.
“Tell me Crystal, what do you think of the word love? Do you think it exists?”
I was puzzled when he asked me that, but then I thought of Aidan, the love I had for him was immeasurable, so yes… Love exists.
“It depends on the people involved, Love Is it only for a few, I don’t think you should be bothered about that anyway, there is someone out there destined by the moon goddess to be your soulmate, I think finding love is something humans have to deal with, not werewolves”
“Are you saying that we don’t deserve love?”
Ugh! How can this guy be so good at business, yet he lacks understanding, he has a high level IQ but low level EQ.
“You always misunderstand me Logan” I groaned, looking up to the million stars in the sky that were teasingly blinking.
“Then make me understand you Crystal, I don’t really enjoy fighting with you all the time” he replied softly.
Does he really mean that? I can’t trust his words anymore. One minute he is nice to me and then in another, he tries to hurt me.
How can I trust such a Man?
“Logan, in order to understand someone, you need to know them very well”
“Alright then, how can I know you very well?”
Ugh! Thank God I have arrived at my destination. I don’t have to answer that question.
“Maybe some other time Logan, that’s my stop” I said, pointing to the building which was just a few steps away.
He hit the brakes and brought the car to a stop.
“Thanks for the ride” I muttered and got down, with my bag of trash.
“Um… aren’t you going to invite me inside?” Heasked with a frown on his face.
“Nope, it’s late and my step parents would be asleep”
He wasn’t too happy with my reply, but I had no intentions of going into my step parents house tonight. So there is no invitation for him.
To be continued