Strong One

Chapter 3 Adjusting

Ryker POV

I see him struggling internally, "I'll sleep in the corner" I blurt out not wanting to see him hurt in anyway.  "Fine, but stay out of my way" he agrees.  I breath out, relieved that he's not throwing me from the room completely.  "What did we do, about graduation?" Ethan asks "we have to either do an online year or retake a year at school" I answer.

"School sounds good, a chance to meet new people.  Of course, it means you'd get the chance to tomcat around again" he sneers.  "I will never do that again.  I didn't know, it was hurting you, so much.  It is something, I am going to have to learn to live with. Hurting you, was the last thing I wanted to do" I tell him.

"Says the man whore who slept with a different person every day or sometimes within hours!" he spits. "I thought if I could get release, I wouldn't force you to have sex with me.  I know this is too late, but I am really sorry.  If I'd spoken to you about how I was feeling, we might have gotten through this a lot easier.  I really am sorry" I tell him trying to let him see the truth of my words.

"I'm going to take a shower, have this shit cleaned up, by the time I'm out" he snaps.  I nod, not daring to say anything else, just at the moment.  He walks into the attached bathroom and slams the door behind him.  I quickly pick up everything on the floor. Throwing the clothes into the hamper and then putting the stuff in the garbage, that I should have put in once I'd finished with them. 

I give my head a shake as I really am a slob.  An idea comes to me, I'll show him that I've changed. I'll stop leaving my stuff around. Leaving homework till the night before its due. I'll keep things in order, do my homework as I get it.  I can even show him, that I've been practising with the warriors, to look after the pack. I nod thinking that my actions, rather than empty words will show him that I've changed.  I put, the now over flowing laundry hamper, outside our room.

Open up a window to freshen up the room. Then take the garbage, and hamper into the utility room.  I put on a wash. Throw the trash into the big bin and then take the vacuum and duster to our room.  The shower is still running, so I dust and clean the shelves organising the books and things on them a little better. I look at the bed, then strip it and change it.  I vacuum the room and look around just as Ethan steps from the bathroom with just a towel around his hips.

The sight of his naked chest and stomach.  Has my mouth going dry.  I open my mouth to speak and then close it again, unable to utter a word. I turn quickly, and hit the closet door, with my face. I stagger backwards, trip over the vacuum and land on my ass. I hear Ethan chuckle and quickly look over at him. He tries really hard to fight his laughter seeing me. "You have a door dent in your forehead" he splutters.

I can't look away as he has just the tiniest bit of a smile and looks gorgeous. Noticing, that I'm not moving. His smile disappears and his eyes harden "don't look at me, like a lost puppy. Get out! I want to get dressed" he barks at me.  I scramble up onto my feet and unplug the vacuum and take it back to the utility room with the duster. I then get two bottles of juice and take them back to our room.

"I can't help it Soren, I look at his face and it just pisses me off!" I hear him say out loud. I knock before entering. "I bought you a juice" I say putting it down on the table we use to do our homework. "So, school restarts in a week?" Ethan asks, I nod my head yes. "I'll tell pop to register us then" he says leaving the room.

I sit on the bed and rub my hands down over my face, feeling exhausted. I go to flop back on the bed, but then think better of it.  Instead, I push one of the bean bags into the corner and sit on that.  I close my eyes thinking, I'll just rest for a second.

Ethan POV

Even though Ryker has the same face as me. I can see the difference's clearly between us. I can feel my anger, as though it is burning a hole in my gut. But at the same time, I can feel our mate bond, which is conflicting so much, with my other emotions. I want to grab and him hug, while at the same time punch him in the face.