I took my time walking out the grand stairs, taking in the beautiful house. Some paintings hung on the wall, of unfamiliar faces or people. By the time I reached the top of the stairs Cruz was watching me closely.
" I really missed you Reagan" he said softly. I pushed the earlier argument out of my mind, I couldn't stay mad at him. It was practically impossible for us to stay mad at each other even when I was 13 our grudges lasted an hour top before we were talking to each other and back to normal.
"I missed you to, it wasn't the same, living with any one else" I whispered. He looked at me with eyes full of pain and sorrow and I could feel my own emotions painted across my eyes.
" so how many people actually live here?" I questioned. He looked thoughtful for a minute, figuring out how many people lived in this huge house.if you asked me I would have guessed hundreds... Okay maybe not that many but the house could certainly fit that many in it.
"50, but more people come and go" he smiled proudly at me.
" what the hell is this like a hotel or something ?" He shrugged and mumbled
" something like that" I followed him down a hallway that lead to a elevator, I almost laughed.
"Wow an elevator.... Thought you said you were getting fit brother?" I chuckled as he gave me a sharp look.
" I don't know what your talking about Reagan I am fit but if you want to take the stairs be my guest ill meet you up there." He smiled wickedly at me.
" you know I was joking " I smiled innocently at him and he laughed as the elevator doors opened up to reveal a tall skinny blonde, wearing a short... Short dress. her eyes landed on Cruz and I could almost feel the heat coming off her body. I rolled my eyes. Even when I was 13 girls had this reaction to Cruz, like he was the last man on earth and all they wanted to do was tear his clothes off. Quite frankly it made me wanna gag, I promised myself that I would never embarrass myself like that in front go a guy . The blonde flipped her hair over her shoulder and batted her eyes at Cruz
"Morning" she tried to sound sexy... She failed miserably. Cruz nodded his head before making his way pasted her into the elevator.
on her face was priceless, I could practically hear her thoughts, why did he ignore me? What is wrong with him? I bet he is gay? Blah blah blah. It's what all the pretty girls thought when Cruz bluntly ignored them... And he always bluntly ignored them. She stepped out of the elevators as I stepped in, as the doors started to close she stared at me mouth still hanging open.
" better close that sweetie, wouldn't want to choke on anything." I said sweetly as the door almost closed, she looked about to explode the rage was painted on her face as I swore she started to turn red just before the doors closed completely. I looked at Cruz who had one eye brow raised.
" that's was pointless." He grumbled I laughed at his grumpiness
" no Cruz ,that my dear was funny." I smirked as the doors opened on the 5th floor. Cruz showed me to my room which was 2 doors down from his, he said only 6 people actually stayed on this floor. He mentioned a couple names I had never heard of before telling me Craig, Will and Hunter also lived up here. I felt a little better after that.
" there is a small kitchen over there" he pointed to a white door that stood closed "that's the bath room and that's the wardrobe, although I know you didn't bring much so I got one of the girls here to get you some of her stuff to use for a whole till your able to go shopping." I thanked him he started to walk out of the room
" where are you going? " I asked he looked at me for a long moment
" I have work to do Reagan, I know you must be tired its almost 10 and you had a long couple days." I didn't realise it was that time already. I nodded my head, he was right I was exhausted! Even thought I had woken up mere hours ago, my body was still recovering from running through the forest. Cruz smiled at me before closeting the door.
YOU ARE READING
A Beasts Love
WerewolfHey I'm Reagan George and since I was little I have been bounced around from foster home to foster home. When I see my old foster brother Cruz everything starts to fall in place.... But not before everything falls apart first.