Hate? or Mate?

Chapter ten.

I calmed my emotions, which calmed down the storm. I was still upset, obviously.

Kalleen, was the one person who didn't constantly judge me, she would always be there for me when I can.e to school covered in bruises.

Now, she hates me.
I was laying in bed, curled into a ball. I've been like this since we got home, four hours ago.

I feel bad for leaving the twins with josh, so I got up and went downstairs. The girls were watching a movie and josh was on his phone.

"Yea. OK, whatever. No. Cause I'm with mackenzie. You'd do the same for mom. I don't care. Dad, please you wouldn't. Sorry. Yea. I'll tell her. Bye." josh hung up the phone.

"Tell me what" I asked.

"My dad wants to talk to us. Soon, too" he said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I don't have any one to watch the girls" I laid my head in his chest.

"My mom wants to meet you and them." He said.

I nodded.
"OK"

"I'll set up a time, that works with our schedules" josh said.

"Jimmy called me. He said that he's had complaints so he fired me." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry" josh played with the hem of my shirt.

"I read the messages. On your phone. I'm sorry that people are cruel" josh said.

"I deserved it" I said quietly.

"No you didn't. You don't deserved to be cyber bullied or bullied in general. You deserve to be loved and cared for. Don't say that again" josh lifted up my chin.

I took his hand away from my chin and walked to the laundry room.

I needed to think, so I clean. I started mine and the girls underwear and my bras.

"Mack, why won't you let me love you?" Josh asked.

"I'm not used to bring loved. The people who were supposed to didn't. The one that did left. The only person to ever say that they loved me, was kalleen. She pushed me away, what can I expect?" I started the wash.

"I am not going anywhere." Josh said.

"How can you love me when you barely know me" he laughed.

" your favorite color is orange. Then purple then yellow. Animal, panda. juice, orange juice. Just because it used to make you stop crying when you were little. You used to watch The Wiggles and Blues Clues, but the wiggles were your favorite. Your favorite food is spaghetti. But you don't like noodles, you think they taste weird. You also don't like careky are jepson, you thinks she can't sing, she sounds like she is talking in a rhythm." He knows all of this, and he wasn't done. "You don't cry when you cut onions, you cry when you cut garlic. You don't like the girly, stereotypical things. And instead of crying, you just snap back at that person. If you cry, you run away from people. And lastly, you are the hardest person to get to open up."

I laughed.
"How? How, do you know all of this?"

He shrugged.
"I've talked to people when I turned seventeen, and found out you were my mate. Longest year of my life" he is a year older than me.

"You should've told me. I've had a tiny crush on you since sixth grade" I laughed.

"That's adorable" he laughed.

I gave him a sarcastic smile.
"Now, why can't I love you, for real?" He asked.

"Because, I'm scared to love someone back. I'm scared so its easier to just say, no" I said quietly.