There's Nothing About You That Needs Fixing

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Alessandra

I rack my mind for an answer to her question, why am I so insistent on talking to her... Why am I? I really don't know, I just want to talk to her, I can't explain why because I don't know why but I can't necessarily tell her I don' t know. What if she thinks I'm not playing right. I barely know the woman but she makes my skin warm, she feels like a mug of hot chocolate in the dead of winter. I can't tell her it's because I might like her since she's made it clear she's not interested in any relationships so she'll stop writing. What if...

I trudge my way to the living feeling the weight of the ink inside this baby pink envelope suddenly even more conscious of my words. I stop in front of the pot of white lilies, I lean down about to slip the letter under the pot when footsteps sound behind me, I straighten up.

"You eating our plants?" Daniel lean over my shoulder with a teasing tone

"Huh? No, just sniffing them" I fiddle with the point of the envelope

He looks down at it tilting his head before reaching for it, I snatch it back way too fast, He definitely knows something is up.

"Wow, your birth certificate in there or something?" He folds his arms and makes one with the wall never taking his eyes off me

"No it's just not for you, sorry" I look away

"No worries, I was looking for you anyway, not a letter"

"You were looking for me? Why?"

He looks away, he's nervous, please don't ask me when I'm going to be leaving. This is so awkward "I was wondering if you were free tomorrow at 3? Maybe we can get lunch or catch a movie?" Ohhhhh...Nooooo he's asking me out.

"Well actually..." I cleared my throat

"Well actually what? Your father said you don't have a mate so you're not dating anyone right?" He spoke normally but if I'm right then I'm finding a note of defensiveness...no anger

"That's right, I'm not but you're not really my type"

"Oh...Ok then don't worry about it" He smile

Oh wow that went better than I thought

"You're leaving tomorrow anyway right?"

"Yeah I am" Should I ask him? I just rejected him after all

"Don't" Bella warned

"Huh? Why?" I ask in my head but smile at him

"I don't trust him" A rumble faded on the back end

"It'll be fine, he seems nice plus he's Anael's best friend"

"Wait Ale-" I push her back

"Hey I'm actually talking through notes with someone but since I'm leaving tomorrow I won't be able to...Unless you'd be willing to meet me at pack lines at night to pick up and drop off the letters?"

He chuckles "Hell why not, sounds fun and I love playing matchmaker"

"Really?!" I beam

"Yeah"

"Great, all you need to do is grab the letter from under this flower pot, bring it to me and I'll give you one to put one back under it yeah?"

"Sounds good"

I put the one in my hand under the pot then wave goodbye to Daniel before going on my way. The whole way upstairs Bella is growling non stop to what? Show me she's not happy I suppose. She's really playing this out. I don't know what's going on with her, she's been acting weird since we've moved here.

"Bella, will you stop please?" I sigh annoyed

"I'm telling you something isn't right with him" She snaps

"Maybe you're homesick" I joke trying to lighten the mood

"I'm not!" She goes to the back of my mind and shuts me out leaving me stunned, she's never blocked me out...I'll give her sometime

I finally reach my room locking the door behind me and plop down on the cloth covered cloud when I'm hit with the feeling something is wrong.

"Bella" I call. No answer

It's probably nothing...

3rd Person

The steady flow of wind is disturbed, forced from their path to go around a strong tall body. They hop onto a branch pulling themself higher with ease, settling into their perch. They scan the surrounding woods before pulling a baby pink envelope from their pocket.

Why am I so insistent on talking to you? Wow not gonna go easy on me are you Anael? To answer honestly...I don't know. I suppose you just interested me, I've never met someone so reluctant to love let alone gave up on it entirely. I want to fix that. No let me rephrase, there's nothing about you that needs fixing, I want you to help you. Will you let me? Damn did that count as my one question?

Lovingly, player 1

A deep hearty laugh escapes the man as he read the letter "Our freak Alpha huh?"


Am I forgiven? Love meee

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