--My POV--
Sam: we'll just let him rest and think of everything tonight. But for now, you should rest. You look, drained Kai.
Me: I got a lot of things on my mind.
I walked upstairs and I heard footsteps follow me. I didn't even bother closing my door if someone was coming up with me. I might as well let them freely in. I was in no mood to talking to anyone.
Me: who is it? Like it matters.
Alana: you okay baby girl?
Me: I just, I don't know anymore.
Alana: do you want to talk about it?Me: What's to talk about? You know? Everyone knows everything already. There's nothing to talk about, okay?
Alana: please Kai. Don't give me that attitude.
Me: what attitude? I am not giving you an attitude Alana.
Alana: yes you are. I know you are. The tone in your voice is angry. I know you want to talk about something but you are telling yourself you don't need to.
Me: BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT.
Alana: YES THERE IS. I KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT.
I stand there, speechless. There's something on my mind, that's scaring me. I let out a big sigh and mumble under my breath,
Me: what if he imprints.
Alana: sweetie, that's not going to happen. I'm pretty sure he already imprinted on you.
Me: I mean, again.
Alana: that's what I meant. I think he imprinted on you again, you just don't feel anything.
Me: I don't believe it.
Alana: is that it? Is that all your worried about
Me: yeah. I just got a lot on my mind. I got to go.
