The Alpha's Favour

XXXIX

Song: Let you down by NF

I had hardly gotten any sleep.

All I could think about was the call, Roman, Tristan, the entire plan and all the craziness happening.

But mostly the call. Roman telling me that he knew where my mother was.

I clutched my necklace and tried to convince my heart to beat steadily.

She was out there somewhere and Roman knew where.

My emotions were all over the place and my thoughts too. How had she even gotten caught up with whatever business Roman was in?

I really wished I had asked more questions because it was all driving me crazy.

Hearing from Roman had been one thing, I didn't know I had been expecting but I was caught off guard when I heard his voice again.

My Roman.

It didn't feel like I was talking to a traitor, it felt like I was talking to the Roman I knew. The boy who took me on hikes and study picnics. The boy who I had spent almost every day with. My sweet, misunderstood, deeply complex boyfriend.

It took a lot to have that conversation. To lure him into a trap. I told him I loved him and that I wanted to be with him. Both were supposed to be lies but that is what I wanted.

I wanted picnics and movie dates and aimless drives in his old truck. I wanted to lie down with him in the grass somewhere or in the bed of his pickup and read him books that he tried really hard to pretend to be interested in for my sake. I wanted my Roman but I knew I couldn't have him.

Because that would mean betraying Tristan. And I just couldn't do that to him. I had already hurt him and caused him so much pain.

I heard a knock at the door.

I looked at the digital clock beside me. It was 8.am.

I sat up and cleared my throat. "Come in."

May and Bridget walked in.

"Goodmorning Crystal." May greeted me with a smile.

"Hey." I waved weakly.

"Sorry if we woke you." May spoke, giving me a sympathetic look. "But we need to go over some last minute details concerning the plan."

"It's fine." I told her.

It's not like I had been sleeping anyway and I did want to talk about some things concerning the plan as well.

"Uhm, Tristan isn't joining us?" I asked.

I hadn't spoken to him since right before the call and I had a terrible feeling that he was avoiding me.

After what happened, I honestly couldn't blame him.

"Oh now you want him around?" Bridget asked with a scoff.

"Bridge." May sighed.

Bridget shrugged not seeming regretful of her words at all.

I swallowed back a lump in my throat.

"You're the one who had suggested Tristan leave the room in the first place." I told her not realising how angry I actually was.

Bridget gave me a cold look.

"Because I didn't want to see you hurt him all over again. Because I actually care about him."

I had seen the look on Tristan's face.

and I knew that me not wanting him around had affected him.

"I do care about Tristan." I spoke firmly.