Broken Mate (MM) (COMPLETE)

Chapter Ten

Alexander Williams

It's been a week since I came home. I've been doing better, and going to therapy three times a week. Dad and I always meet at the pizza place for wings, and I've been spending a lot of time with Knox.

We're still waiting on news from the other packs, but things have been okay. I've been on the new medication, and it takes about 6 weeks to notice a difference usually but i've been feeling okay.

Knox sleeps in my bed, and we cuddle every night. It's different, it's not what I'm used to. But it's nice, and I like it.

Knox asked me last night on a date. Which seems weird, since he practically lives with me now. But I said yes, because it's the least I can do. So I'm getting ready now. I showered, and gelled my curls.

Now I'm getting dressed. I wanted to wear my usual sweats, but dad said I should wear jeans. I'm wearing a hoodie though. It's warm out, but I can't wear short sleeves, the scars are too hard to look at.

So I pull on black jeans that have holes in the knees, and a dark blue hoodie. Deciding I'm ready, I head to my bedroom.

Knox is sitting on the bed, on his phone. He's wearing slacks, and a nice shirt. He always dresses so nice. He glances up, a smile tugging at his lips. "You look good" he says, and the compliment goes right to my lower belly.

That's been happening a lot lately. He'll say something, or do something, like rest his hand on my waistband, and it sends funky feelings through my core. I've never had those types of feelings, I never thought I would.

"Ready?" he asks, and I nod, grabbing my phone from the night stand. Slipping it in my pocket. I follow Knox downstairs, and Dad spots us right away.

"Are you guys leaving?" he asks, taking in my outfit. He smiles small, his dimple popping out.

"Yeah, we will be back in a couple hours. If that's okay?" Knox says, his dark brows creasing slightly.

"Yeah, he's an adult. Don't need my permission" Dad waves Knox off, pulling me into a hug. "Have fun" he does the same to my mate. I follow him outside, to his car. He opens the passenger side for me, and I climb in.

After he shuts the door, he slips in the driver side, and starts driving. "Where exactly are we going?"

"A movie and dinner. Wanted to keep it basic" he glances at me "If that's okay" he tacks on.

"That's fine with me," I murmured. The drive to the theater is quiet, but it's comforting. I like quiet.

Once we get there, we get out and make our way inside. "What movie do you want to see?" he asks, gesturing to the options.

"The First Omen" I point to the one, and he glances at me.

"It's a horror movie"

"I like those. They're good" he smiles smalley, nodding.

"Good to know," he says, before getting in line. I follow his lead, because I can't take control of situations. He gets our tickets, some popcorn and two sodas. He got me a sprite, and himself a coke. He hands me my drink, takes out tickets and popcorn. He thanks the kids behind the counter, and makes his way towards the theaters.

We find the theater, and our seats pretty easily. It's packed, full of kids my age. Nerves eat at my stomach. It's like Knox knows, because his fingers are laced with mine a second later, and he gives me a gentle squeeze.

We sit in front of a group of kids I go to school with, the idiot humans. The jocks and cheerleaders, who are ignorant and only care about bringing people down. Knox sits first, then I sit next to him. Our laced fingers are in my lap, and the lights go low, then they are out.