416-It Ends Tonight.
“Hey!” I sat down on the ground and pulled my knees closer to my chest. “I visited your pack today. There have been some issues that have needed our attention. You know, life has never been so boring and empty. Every day feels like a burden now. I just don’t know how long I carry on before I decide to just get up and leave to stay in the mountains,” I laughed as I remembered him disagreeing with the idea when I told him I would move out and stay on the mountains if he didn’t listen to me.
Flashback:
“Thiago! If you don’t put this game down, I will leave you.” | warned him, watching him lift his head up from his phone and stare at me with his thick eyebrows raised at me.
“And where would you go?” he asked, finally giving rest to the game he had been playing on his phone for hours now.
“I will go live on the mountains,” I scoffed, flicking my hair back and watching him smile a little.
“I don’t think you can survive on the mountains,” he whispered, spreading his arm and eyeing me to jump on the mattress with him. I crawled onto the mattress and stuffed myself into his arm.
We were sleeping on the rooftop that night. He knew how much I loved sleeping under the stars, so he planned this little date night for us–or should I call it a sleep date?
“Why not? I have powers that can help me survive anywhere,” I whispered, smelling his cologne and feeling comfort in my heart.
“Really? Even without me?” he asked, and my body stiffened. I just didn’t know how to joke about living without him.
“Don’t talk nonsense.” I am not talking about you. You will come wherever I go.” I slapped his chest playfully and cuddled with him.
End Of Flashback:
“Ah! Those were the times. I used to feel so special whenever you were around. It was as if I knew I was your everything. Even when we were in a crowd, I remembered your eyes fixing on my face only. You were always watching me to make sure I was fine. Now I have to look after myself, and I am not complaining. Lazlo hates it when I complain, but it is just that sometimes I wish I had someone who would care for me.” I hugged myself when talking about my emotions and feelings made me feel selfish.
“You leaving me has left me with nothing, Thiago. Life is not- the same without you, no one is the same without you,” I sighed as I started getting up to leave, “Just know one thing, Enya would never love anyone more than she had ever loved her Thiago, he stays mine,” I said with tears itching my eyes. and soon my vision turned blurry. I had to blink hard to escape the tears and walk out of the cemetery.
I took a train to the pack, and soon I was back at the place where I feel the loneliest. Lazlo and Maynard were watching TV, but I could tell Lazlo was in a bad mood.
I prepared the dinner as fast as I could, and with the help of Christina, I was able to do it in an hour.
“Hey! Maynard will talk to you tonight,” Christina whispered before the guys entered the dining room. I couldn’t get to her to tell her that I was not comfortable talking to Maynard behind Lazlo’s back. I was also not sure how to accept her offer.
Wait!
He was suggesting polygamy?
“I am not saying we should date around, but you got to keep mates when you were with me, so why can’t I have girlfriends?” He elaborated, and my jaw met the floor even harder this time.
“You want to sleep around?” I asked in shock, watching him scoff at my response.
“Look at you, looking at me all disgustingly. But I would have been called evil if I had done that to you. You were fucking around with everyone. That’s why you are so dull in sex now, Enya!” He raised his voice to express his frustration, and I got major Maynard vibes from him.
This is what Maynard accused me of back when he was looking for ways to justify his cheating. He said I was dull in bed.
“That is because you never let me touch you. You just want to fuck me and get over it,” I yelled at him for trying to hurt my feelings. “Or maybe you are the problem. How dare you bring up my past when you were the one who begged me to accept you along with my other mates? It was your constant begging— I paused when he grunted and threw the hairbrush on the wall.
“Begging?” he yelled, waiting for my response.
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