𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕺𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖊

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A/N: Hey my beautiful darlings. How are we doing? We feel a little shock after that last plot twist? Are we happy we didn't have to wait months for another chapter? Are we missing the memes? Me too... I'm missing the memes too. There's a song above, you can play it right away.
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(𝙿.𝚘.𝚟 ~ 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗)



This isn't at all what I expected this to feel like.



Dimitri went silent at his words and had reverted so far back into my subconscious I was afraid our connection had severed.



This isn't at all what I imagined for this moment.



I was hoping that the fireworks that mates would recall when they told the story of how they met to set in. I probably wasn't feeling sparks because of my anger.


I was still angry?



Before I could process that thought my body moved to it's own accord.


I slapped Riley across his face and watched wide-eyed as his head snapped to the side.


I was shocked by my actions. He was shocked by my actions. The room was shocked by my actions but even they managed to get some words out.


The loudest being a hearty: "Dayuuuummmm!"



Which was fitting and accurate. Unlike the reaction I desperately wished I could take that back.



My hand still stung.



"I-I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have put my hands on you." I apologized shakily despite still being tormented by his confession.



Mates? Wasn't this the holy grail, the blessing of all blessings? Wasn't I supposed to feel ecstatic?



This isn't how this is supposed to feel. I'm not supposed to feel this angry.



My lips still tingled from his kiss. No—not tingled, stung.



We had never kissed before. I don't think it's supposed to feel like this.



"How do you know? Why didn't you say anything sooner?" Ryan asked angrily, he stood beside Rivera and they looked at me attentively for any reason to step in.


That also was a more appropriate reaction.



Mine paled in comparison.



I was absolutely too rash and still too angry.



"W-Well I wasn't sure at first but my eighteenth birthday was two weeks ago and I've kinda known since then. More specifically after Dylan was at the clinic. I had my suspicions but I knew when we met up after." He explained while still eyeing me cautiously.


Right. I missed his birthday. I think I missed his party too.....But that wasn't the point.



He was silently waiting for me to snap again after his revelation.



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