The Denial

28: The line between Hate and Love.

~Grace~

I pulled away gasping.

Yes, I know I have built feelings for him recently, but that doesn't mean I won't control my actions. And just like me, he should control his feelings too. How stupid of me, giving him a chance for friendship. I shouldn't have listened to my heart. I wanted to believe that, at times, the heart would be right, so I tried listening to it. The result is pure and utter regret.

"This is why I avoided you," I snarled. "Because I know that you're an idiot who doesn't get the word friends when it comes to me."

He was silent, staring at his lap. Like a child being scolded. Guilt was written on his face as a frown itched his features, and his crystallized tears were at the edge of his eyes.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home," I said as I stepped out into the chilly November morning.

I stifled a sob once I made sure I was out of Tyler's sight.

My words stung, I know. But I gotta get it through his head.

They say -the line between hate and love is thin, and i couldn't agree any more.

When I got home, I knew I looked like a hot mess.

"Grace, care to explain were you were at dawn?" My father, not glancing in my direction, asked accusingly.

"Are you okay?" I heard my mum's worried tone coming from the kitchen.

"Just need rest," I said, and she let me be.

I crawled into bed and cocooned myself with the blanket, I buried my head in the pillow as a scream made its way out of my throat. I cried for every possible reason. Or maybe for no reason at all. I sobbed until my eyelids drooped as sleep overcame me. My mental comfort zone.

---

When my mum shook me, I woke up to meet her motherly concerned eyes.

"Mum, what's wrong?" Rubbing my eyes, I asked.

"No, you what's wrong? You missed school, you were crying this morning, you were out by dawn, what happened?"

I straightened myself trying to make an excuse.

"Well, I -we, um..Tyler and I...we kinda got into a fight..."

Her features softened, "oh, honey. That's part of the relationship. If couples don't fight, then you're not making any progress. Your bond gets stronger with every fight."

Bond.

If you only knew...

I sighed before she speakers, "and Emma has been ringing for an hour."

Emma!

"I'm gonna call her now," and with that, she left me alone.

"Why did you leave me alone with crazy maniacs at school?" The first thing Emma said was this.

"I'll answer that later, what's going on?"

"Let's talk about this when we're together," she stated.

"Come over," I said.

She agreed.

---

"Wait, what?" Emma gasped. "He kissed you? Again?"

I nodded.

"What's up with you?" I asked, curiosity gnawing at me.

"Well," she looked at me, her eyes scream happiness. "Today, I saw James with a redhead. You know, the one who he cheated on me with, she looks pretty, though, and it turns out that she' ships mate -James is a werewolf. So, um, today was Mark's birthday and he found his mate.."

I couldn't wrap my head around what happened, "so what does that supposed to do with James?"

"James was being rude to me in front of the whole school; he said things like how clingy and needy I am. It didn't get to me, though. I couldn't care less. But since you weren't there and I was speechless, Mark got my back. And while defending me he kept a hand over my shoulder. Remember when you said you feel sparks when your mate touches you? That happened. And I was confirmed when after the fight he came up to me," by now she was blushing. "I really don't know how you resist your mate."

I didn't know what to answer so I flashed her a quick, sad smile.

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A/N

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-Reema.