The Rejection Pact

Wolves Don't Hold Their Tongues.

*Ethan's POV*

If you could see my phone as I woke up this morning, you would think I was a pansy little bitch.

I spent most of the day yesterday pretty much begging Frazier not to be mad at me.

Here's how it went.

Ethan; You're being ridiculous.

Frazier; Don't you think I should, you know, know if I'm in danger so I can at least try to be prepared?

Ethan; Your dad asked me not to tell you. I had to basically beg my dad to will me not to tell you because I'm really in no position to piss off your dad. I pissed him off enough last Thursday, and even though I have no consequence for it, he AND your mother are pissed that I brought you home half assed drunk and completely stoned. You should've listened when I said no to the oils.

Frazier; You are not my dad so stop trying to tell me what I can and can't do. If I want to take oils I will. You should've told me that night that you felt like someone was following us.

Ethan; Again Frazier, you were drunk and stoned out of your mind. Everything looked like a cartoon, remember? Didn't really feel like harshing your high with 'hey, someone's following us, run.' I did the smart thing, surrounded us with more people, and got you home. Just please don't be mad at me for doing what your dad asked.

Frazier; I'm not mad.

Ethan; You sure as fuck sound like you are.

Frazier; Ethan, if I was mad, you would not be standing for not telling me. Camden would not be standing. Cyrus would not be standing, Lennox would not be standing, and neither would your friends because they clearly know too.

Ethan; You really think you could take us all out?

Frazier; You remember how fast Major got taken out? That was light work. You're not the only one with Alpha blood, I can take care of myself. I'm not mad, I'm annoyed.

Ethan; Well, give me 20 minutes and I can be there to make it better.

Frazier; Stardust, that you my guy?

Ethan; Nope, that was fully me, because I meant I can pick you up and we go to the creamery. I can tell where your head's at.

Frazier; Bro, you just spent 20 minutes trying to convince me to have sex with you. Pretty sure everyone in our county knows where YOUR head is. Good night Ethan.

Ethan; Wait, can I pick you up for school tomorrow?

Ethan; And don't call me bro.

Frazier; You're jumping the gun with this whole 'spend every waking minute together' act. I'm going to Hooligans in the morning.

Ethan; I like Hooligans.

Frazier; I will see you in school Ethan. Goodnight.

Which brings us to this morning.

I rolled out of bed, threw on jeans, a band tee, a flannel, my beanie, and headed downstairs.

To get instantly pissed off.

"Rhi what the hell are you wearing." I raised my eyebrows.

"My soccer jersey? We have pictures today." She nodded.

"Why the fuck is it that tight, and that low cut." I crossed my arms.

"I don't know. I didn't choose it. They did the vote for the new jerseys last year. I'm a part of the team, I put it on." She shrugged.

"Well, put on, a fucking sweatshirt." I nodded. "Now."

She raised her eyebrows. "I'm gonna go ride to school with Tony so I don't have to hear this." She got up from the table and walked out of the kitchen.