HER Young Mate (Completed)

Part Fourteen: Not Your Bedroom

Coralie,

It's been two weeks since you've written me. I know now for sure that you aren't going to write me back. That's okay though. I wish you would write back. But I understand more all the time, I understand why you're doing it. Even Dylan stopped teasing me, so I get it. I want you to know I got a new belt in karate. I jumped my bike over a pit me and Dylan dug in our back yard. I think I'm gonna ask for a new mountain bike for Christmas this year. My new mom and dad sent in some papers to get me adopted for real. And I got an A+ on my math test. I dream about you every night still. I think about you every day. I miss you so much. I want to see you. I love you.

-Danny

I put the letter away. I hadn't realized it had been two weeks since I had written him. In some ways it felt so much longer. In some ways much shorter.

"Coralie! Dinner!" Owen yelled up the stairs. I put all of my homework away and walked down the stairs. When I got to the kitchen I found four boxes of pizza, half of the pineapple and ham, Owens favorite, already missing. He was a growing wolf after all.

I grabbed two slices of double cheese and sat at the counter to eat alone. Owen was being nice, but still didn't talk to me or hang out with me too often. Frea and my old friends acted more or less the same, but I hadn't gone to a single bone fire, and everyone still treated me differently, and I hadn't changed in two weeks.

I missed Danny sometimes, but so little that I hardly recognized it anymore. I ate less than I used to. I slept during the night while everyone else used the energy of the moon to stay up all night and get to school in the morning. Instead of bonfires I went to the movies with Wyatt, or he took me out, or we hung out with our friends. And it felt good.

When I looked back at the letter box it hurt to think about how sad he was, how much he missed me, but I didn't want to back down. I want him to be happy and healthy. And some day he might be.

"Hey Cora." My dad said as he came into the kitchen and took even more than Owen. "You don't want to watch a movie with me and Owen?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Wyatt was gonna stop by..." I said nervously. He had come over once to pick me up while my dad was here. My dad rung him out about taking me ditching. Then he gave him the 'i'll kill you if you hurt my daughter" speech. Then he went on to tell him how much he liked him. It was all together very awkward, and I wasn't hoping to repeat that awkwardness again.

"Oh-okay. Well, stay downstairs or on the porch." He said, which was code word for 'not your bedroom'. He grabbed a beer and walked to the dark living room, where Frea and Owen were watching an action movie.

I had finished one slice of pizza when Wyatt tapped quietly on the kitchen door, I had already warned him about the living room cinema take over, and told him to come through the kitchen door.

"Hey babe." I whispered quietly. "Pizza?" I asked. He nodded and I handed him a plate so he could help himself. He pulled a stool close to me next to the counter and put his plate of food down.

"I missed you." He purred in my ear. For a second I froze. I related the phrase 'miss you' so much with Danny that it felt wrong hearing it from Wyatt.

"How can you, I'm right here." I smiled. He chuckled.

"Yeah, I just meant earlier. It's our two weeks today after all." He smiled.

"Oh yeah, it seems longer." I laughed. I kissed his cheek. We ate dinner as he told me all about another one of his weird days at the coffee shop, and he had me rolling with laughter.

"Come on, let's go outside..." I said as I checked to make sure the other room was still. He nodded and I tugged his hand as I took him out to the porch.