"𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍... 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍?" I glanced at the door, hearing Toby knock once again. I sighed, knowing I wouldn't be able to send him away anymore.
He wanted to know why I went on a destructive rampage just like everyone else in this house. But I didn't want to give any answers at the moment, or at all really. Because that meant I would have to admit that I really fucked things up.
But then again, this is why I didn't want a mate in the first place. They get all up in your head and emotions start happening—emotions I wasn't prepared for or wanting to deal with. It's true that there's always someone for everyone, but maybe there isn't supposed to be someone meant for me. I'm just not mate material, and everyone knows it.
The door slowly opened, and I saw blonde hair from the corner of my eye. After Toby peeked his head in, he entered the room and frowned.
"Jackson, what's up man? You've been in here all day and haven't even eaten anything," he said with concern.
"It's nothing," I mumbled.
"Cut the crap. I'm your Beta for a reason. Tell me what the god damn problem is so I can help you." I could hear the exasperation in his voice, but I knew it was all out of love.
"Ok, fine! You wanna know so badly?! I screwed up! Azara heard me fuck Scarlett even though I knew she was next door and I knew she was my mate! And to make things worse, I could finally smell her!" My breathed heaved as I finished screaming my pent up frustration.
"...She looked so fucking sad and I was the one who caused her pain." I could feel warm wetness run down face. I was so worked up and fed up with myself, that I cried for the first time in like forever.
"I'm the worst. And I'll never be able to fix things because she fucking hates me." I aggressively wiped my face, feeling pathetic for having broken down like this in front of someone.
☾ 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙋𝙊𝙑ׁ⠂ ˙ׅ ׁ ׁ⠂ ˙ׅ ׁ ׁ⠂ Toby was shocked by the drama of it all. But more so because Jackson was crying. This was the first time he had ever seen Jackson cry. It was like a one in a million chance that he would ever cry and he was witnessing it.
Though, he wasn't surprised. This was about his mate—a bond between connected souls that were meant to be for each other. A bond that's so special, yet so vulnerable, it could easily make anyone feel things they have never experienced before. And for Jackson, emotions like this were uncharted territory. Everything was coming and going as sudden and quickly as Azara had appeared.
Moreover, Toby knew Jackson's feelings for Azara were present since day one. He just didn't want to admit it. Because in his mind, if he didn't admit it, it simply can't be true. And he was scared of the truth.
But he really felt for the two. He couldn't imagine how Azara was feeling right now. He only imagined it was just as bad if not worse than Jackson's current state.
But this whole situation explained why Azara ran out last night, and why Jackson's bedroom door was barely attached to its frame, and why there was a bowling ball shaped-sized hole in the wall... not to mention, what happened to that one tree out in the back.
But if it's one thing he knew—he was going to help his friends get the relationship they so desperately needed and deserved. Though, executing it would take more than an arm and a leg.
However, it would all be worth it, seeing how happy they were going to be.
"Aw dude..." Toby sat on the side of the bed and softly patted my back. "Don't say that. I'm sure she doesn't hate you." I could almost hear the uncertainty in his voice, which wasn't reassuring at all. But he had twice as many mates as I do, so I know what he has to say is something worth listening to.
"I'm going to be straight up with you. You did fuck up and pretty badly actually-" I cut eyes at him, not exactly seeing where he was getting at this. Because if he was trying to make me feel better, it wasn't working.
"But she didn't reject you yet so you have a chance to fix this. And I know you will. You guys are destined to be together for a reason. You are incomplete without her just as much as she is without you. You want a mate. No matter what you say or how much you want to deny it, I know how much you want Azara."
"Even if I do... it's too late now."
"It's never too late. To her, actions speak louder than words. So show her you want to fix things, show her that you love her, and show her why you're meant to be."
I sat in silence, taking in all he had to say. Toby really had a way with words, which is part of the reason why he is my Beta. He often said what I couldn't express.
"If you're really not feeling up to it, we could cancel the party," Toby suggested. I was too busy sulking in my bed that I completely forgot about this stupid party. And the worst part is, I knew she wasn't going to be here, so this was all for nothing.
"We already planned it, might as well just let it happen." I ran my fingers through my hair and checked the time on the watch, seeing that it was coming close for it to start. "Are you sure?" Toby asked for clarification. I simply shrugged my shoulders, not really caring either way, "Yeah."
"Ok," he hummed. "I'll maybe see you down there?" Toby patted my back and left the room quietly.
I plopped back on the bed and threw my arm over my face, loudly sighing. 'How am I going to fix this?'
