Emerson's POV
Lilly slammed the bathroom door in my face as she ran in. I heard her lock it as I pounded on the door for her to open up.
I shouldn't have been so angry but I was just under a lot of stress and her being in heat an all was just tuff.
She would just walk away. I didn't understand why. Didn't she knows she can't do that shit when she was in heat.
Turning I saw my dad standing in the door way.
"Emerson leave her alone for a bit and come back to the meeting then talk to her."
I pushed him out of the way going to my bed. I was just going to wait. At some point she'd be hurting too bad to stay in there.
I really hated the thought, but that was the only way I could see. I wasn't leaving though.
Grumbling my dad left closing my door behind him.
A few hours later I heard her moan in pain. Getting up quickly I knocked on the door.
"Lily open the door please. I'll make it stop. Make the pain stop," I said through mind link.
A few seconds later the door opened with Lilly huddled on the floor. I bent down picking Lilly up and seating her on the bed with me.
She finally calmed down and passed out on my lap. I turned my TV on low and watch a few movies.
Seven came in a while later to update me on what had happened after I left the meeting.
He watched a movie then left to go find Willow. Seven said something about her wanting to volunteer and mumbling about how he never got to spend time with her.
I looked down at Lily. She was still sleeping soundly. Sometimes I didn't understand this girl.
Laying her down straight I pulled the covers over and kissed her forehead. I closed the door behind me going to the kitchen.
I started eating some friend chicken that was left over and watched theTV from the kitchen.
"Emerson?" I heard Lily say in my head.
I grabbed the cold bucket of chicken and came back up to my room to see Lily sitting up on the bed her eyes were red from crying.
Sitting down on the bed I was silent waiting for her to speak first.
Lily just scooted closer to me arm layer her head on my lap. Smiling I brushed my hand through her hair.
I looked down to see Lily guiding my hand that was hold the chicken to her mouth.
I chuckled lightly as she ate the chicken out of my hand.
After she finished eating the chicken out of my hands and looked up at me. "You need to apologize."
"I'm sorry," I said through mind link.
She sat up then took the whole bucket of chicken out of my hand and stood walking across the room to the TV and bean bag bed.
Following her over I sat down setting her on my lap.
"You suck," she mumbled in my head.
Lily's POV
Emerson was being a butt. He didn't have to yell. I was just hungry and he was busy.
I had finished the bucket of chicken and didn't let Emerson have any.
"Will you just talk to me," I asked.
"About what."
"Anything I just want to hear your voice."
So we sat there and he just talked about his favorite TV shows, movies and pictures. Even bands.
Emerson stopped and turned his head to the door where Seven walked in.
I looked over to see I hadn't caught what he said while he was talking. He saw me looking and put his hand up so I couldn't read his lips.
I glared at him. What could he be saying that he didn't want me to here? It bothered me.
"What's he saying Emerson?"
Emerson turned to me and just shook his head. He helped me up and then grabbed a pair of shoes handing them to me.
They were rain boots. Then he handed me a jacket and got himself one.
He seemed on edge.
"Emerson what's going on," I asked.
Again he just walked to the other side other room conversing in with Seven. I took a step to see what the were saying but my legs were weak and they gave out under me.
Emerson must have heard the thud of me falling because he picked my up on his hip and carried me to Seven.
I could feel him talking through the vibration of his chest.
"Whats going on?" I asked him in a small voice in his head.
"It's nothing I just forgot that I have to go meet with other soon to be Alphas and you have to come with me."
I shook my head in his neck.
"Yes."
Emerson carried me down the steps and opened the front door. It was pouring. There was a flash of lighting and I assume a loud crack of thunder.
Pulling my hood up Emerson ducked his head and sprinted to his car putting me in the running around and sliding in himself.
I took my jacket off and then grabbed a sweatshirt that was in the back. I assumed it was Emerson's because it smells like him.
"Why are we going in pajamas," I asked him through mind link. He was wearing some of his sweats and a t-shirt I only saw him wear to bed when he did wear one.
He had already drove out of the yard and was flying down the road. I looked at his face. He looked upset.
"Its nothing formal but it's required."
He was being very bipolar lately and I wasn't enjoying it.
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Deaf And In Love
Hombres LoboDeaf And In Love -This isn't accurate details about deaf people. I know this. It's just a story for fun.
