Zara
This plane was pretty much the nicest thing I've ever been on. It was so wide and comfortable, I've never been outside of my own pack before. I've already contacted my parents letting them know that I'm visiting his, well I guess, our pack.
They knew it was coming after finding out we were with each other yesterday.
They weren't too thrilled about it but they knew it was no stopping it. No one took the news worse than Zoey, who literally started crying on the phone. I told her repeatedly that she would see me again but she wasn't having it.
I unfortunately didn't get the chance to speak with Kylie because she was busy. She really is the only one who understands what I'm going through being mates to an Alpha.
I laid my head on the window and watched how beautiful the world looks. Everything was so small, making me realize how high up we are. I wasn't scared of heights or anything, if anything it made me wonder how this heavy ass contraption can fly. I've heard all of the reasons and it doesn't make sense!
He didn't bring up what happened last night, maybe because he was worried about going back to his pack. Or maybe I'm just making excuses that I didn't even know are true. Truth is I don't know why he hadn't brought it up, but it was not okay with me.
Yes he gave me head which was amazing, but that doesn't take away what happened or why she was able to bring him back and I wasn't.
I haven't said a word this whole time, just lost in my mind with nothing but bad thoughts.
I could feel him looking at me. His eyes were hard as he did so, but I didn't care.
"We're landing in 5 minutes. Did you wanna stop and get some food?" He asked, after neither one of us talked this whole flight.
"No, I'm fine" I lied, I was fucking famished! but my emotions wouldn't let me budge.
"Are you sure? Abigail made some spaghetti, chicken, garlic bread, and salad" he asked, tilting his head at me.
I quickly became more upset for more than one reason. Why was she making 4 different sides for pasta? Was the Chicken the main meal or the pasta? Why after last night did he think she'll be the first person I want to meet?!
I couldn't give less of a damn about her or all that damn food she made.
"Why is she making so much unnecessary food?" I found myself asking.
"She's cooking for the whole pack. She can only do that once a month due to resources that we have to go into human territory for. She's just giving people more options, she loves cooking for the pack" He said, making me feel like a shity person. So she has the heart to match her outside? Well doesn't she just sound perfect. My best meat is Alfredo...
"Oh...."I said awkwardly. I turned my attention back to the window. God, I hope things work out. They have to right?
Soon the plane started to land, making my ears pop. I quickly started to feel uneasy. Should I have really come out here knowing I'm not over last night?
I mean I have no choice but to see this damn girl. I rolled my eyes just at the thought or her.
The second we got off the plane there was a big truck waiting for us.
I swallowed, realizing that it was going to be my first time meeting someone from his pack that wasn't a child or that girl...
Luckily I didn't look like a bowl of crap.
My hair was straight with a simple side part. I didn't typically wear make up so I decided not to wear it. Plus I didn't want him to expect me to wear it everyday. I had on a nice floral dress that was black with red and white roses. It stoped just before my knees, but it wasn't too tight. I also had on some red sandals.
YOU ARE READING
Why The Hell Not (Currently Editing)
FanfictionSweat started to form all around my body as the pain consumed me. It was 9pm and this had to be the worst wave of heat I've ever experienced! My body ached as the flames traveled from my core, spreading to the rest of my body. I hate heat, every typ...
