Unspeakable (boyxboy)

Damaged goods.

Zanders pov.

As I pulled into the garage the only thing I could think of were Raynes words. What if he refuses to claim me? I kept my hopes so high only to have the one thing I wanted taken away. I turned to him before turning off the car.

"I'm, I should have watched what I was saying. Can I explain something to you?" I nodded my head, keeping my eyes pointed towards my lap. "I've known I'm gay since I was old enough to tell the difference between boys and girls. I'm always being told I will never have a guy as my mate. Ever since I told people I'm gay, all I'm told is 'don't get your hopes up, there is no such thing as a gay alpha, you're pathetic' Just for thinking that maybe there's a hint of light and you know what, here's that light shining as bright as the sun sitting right next to me in this car. I can't loose you, I'm sorry if I'm pushy or overprotective. But maybe we can talk this all out?" I slowly raised my head to meet his beautiful blue-green eyes, he gently handed me his phone telling me type.

"I don't talk, I'm mute and that's all you'll know for now. Why am I here? Why can't I just go home?" He gently took the phone and read my message. Then out of nowhere he started the car and pulled out of the driveway heading towards my home.

"Please understand, your mother is home packing. My dad has already contacted her, if you don't mind I'd like to help you pack." I nodded my head gently. We were at my house in minutes and I climbed out of the car.

"Hey sweetie I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I didn't think we'd be moving as soon-Oh! Hello alpha Zander! How may I help you?" She said sweetly

Zander whispered in my ear quietly "Am I aloud to tell her or would you like to?" I nodded my head telling him that he could. Zander grabbed my hand gently and immediately my mother caught on to what was happening. I saw tears swell up in her eyes. "Dr. Sanders, I'm here because Rayne is my mate. This is also the reason you two are moving so soon. I think the midnight pack has found out I have a mate considering I punched the alphas nephew for touching Rayne." As soon as I mentioned Adam touching Rayne she went full on mom mode.

"Rayne honey, are you okay, no flash backs right, do you need your medicine, a cigarette? I bought you a new pack earlier." As she mentioned cigarettes Raynes hand flew out of mine and immediately reached for the cigarettes.

I raised an eyebrow and followed him as he pranced outside. This was the happiest I had seen him. As he sat down he pulled out a cigarette from the pack and tried his hardest to light it. Looking defeated he glared as the wind picked up more and more. I took the lighter from him and stood right in front of him. He looked at me curiously, I grabbed the lighter correctly and lit it for him blocking the wind. He smiled gratefully at me as I sat down across from him.

"I didn't know you smoke. You know it's bad for you right? Well I really have no room to talk, I used to, I kinda grew out of it though. Well more like got caught. Nobody went completely apeshit but I just stopped for their sake. Oh I hope Victoria got home. She's my best friend. Haha well more like my sister...Umm I wonder what your voice sounds li-" I'm so sorry I was just rambling and I just Rayne I'm sorry...I let a small quiet giggle slip and he looked up with astonished eyes. My mom came from nowhere and began crying.

"How did you get him to laugh, was that a laugh, I haven't heard a noise besides quiet snores for months." My mom looked at me dumbfounded as I looked at the two of them. I quickly got up and headed for my room. I heard no one following me so got my ipod out, hooked it up, and began to listen to Motionless In White. I quietly sang along 'I am who I am, this is what we are, I don't care if this offends you, or your worthless god. To all the kids who's letters I receive the broken hearted, the damaged just like me. I will be your voice to let the world know we stand as one. We're standing right here so come and fucking get us!!" I stopped there not wanting to get caught. I'm comfortable hearing my own voice, but anyone else. They wouldn't like my voice. Of course, that's why I got hurt, my voice, my looks, my attitude, my sexuality, my 'religion', me.