Sometimes Running is the Best Option

18- Heat

Chapter 18- Heat

Amber's POV

5 days.

It's been 5 days since I have seen Scott. Five excruciatingly painful days without Scott.

Day one I ran as far as my legs could take me, in human and wolf form. The running gave me a chance to think of my actions. To let the tears slip unwillingly. I didn't want to at first, didn't want to commit to emotions when that was what I was running from. But the tears slipped and I had no control over anything.

On the morning of day 2 I finally stopped at yet another restaurant. My energy was running low and I ended up drooling over the table while waiting on my food. I guess I had a certain luck with restaurants because a boy my age sat across from me in the booth and started up a conversation like it was the most normal thing to do to a stranger:

"I'm Kyle" the boy stuck out his long tan arm for me.

"Amber" I replied shortly, hoping he would get the idea.

"So what brings you to Oklahoma?" I had no idea where I was or where the town Scott lived in was. Scott. Another tear slipped from my eyes as it hit the table I was suddenly aware I had an audience.

"Hey, it's okay, you don't have to answer" I nodded once letting the vulnerability take over once more. Here I was doing the exact thing I was trying to escape from. I shouldn't even be sitting here and spilling everything to the wrong guy. Kyle sat there and talked to me about small stuff before having to leave. In my vulnerable state I made him promise he would be there the next day around lunch. That night I slept on a park bench and was almost mugged twice before I bared my teeth at them. I may have been vulnerable but I still had a side to me that was the same bitter cold Amber.

Day 3 I met with Kyle at lunch as promised and we continued our strange conversations. Just like yesterday, when the topic would become too personal I would look away and not even glance to Kyle. He would catch on quick and would change the subject instantly. After lunch I spent most of my day with Kyle, just going to the movies or playing putt-putt golf. Each distraction was fun but it would never last, not long enough for my likings.

Day 4 we met again at the restaurant but this time there was something different about Kyle. I never realized how ridiculously tan he was or how his brown hair was just the right length to run my fingers through. I don't know what was wrong with me that day but I wanted Kyle more than anything. Every time our hands would touch my lust for him grew. I would occasionally see his eyes turn a shade darker but quickly faded. After the meal when we were outside I couldn't help myself. I pulled him impossibly close and kissed him hard. This was my first kiss and I didn't have a clue on what to do, but my mouth did. The taste was disgusting but i didn't care, my body didn't care. My fingers found their way to his hair and my tongue into his mouth. I was going to go further when my body was ripped from his body.

"A- amber, shit! You're in heat, I'm so stupid why didn't I see it earlier" he asked no one in particular. I didn't care though, I just watched his lips move and imagined them-

"Amber! We have to get you somewhere far away from any males" I was only half listening at this point. I reached out to pull him closer when he shoved me away again. The same pang in my chest came. But this pang was different. It still had the pain of rejection but it was different somehow.

I recognised that it wasn't the same pang of rejection from Scott. This one was because my body wasn't getting what it wanted.

"Amber, heat is when you have found your mate but the two of you haven't mated yet. Amber why didn't you tell me you had a mate?" He yelled with what I thought I detected as rage and jealousy. Kyle couldn't have possibly developed feelings could he?

"What if I want to mate with you?" I asked, correction, my wolf asked. All she could picture was Scott and not Kyle who was standing right in front of me. I could tell Kyle was fighting his wolf for claiming me right here right now in the parking lot. I let out a sigh before stepping closer. "Better luck next time?" I asked, whispering softly into his ears. I could feel his body tremble as the more sane part of my body got in the passenger seat.

That night Kyle took me to his apartment and left without another word, not wanting to do something he was going to regret. Loneliness seemed to haunt and torture me with memories and thoughts that weren't supposed to be brought up.

Day 5 was the worst of them all. Day 5 I wanted nothing more than to be in Scott's arms. To hear him acting like he was asleep just so he could watch me. Even though he would never admit it, I knew that was the reason he always seemed to be awake at the same time as me. The pictures of him seemed to haunt me, pictures of his beautiful body capturing the light of the sun. Pictures of his beautiful muscles flexing as he held me close. Pictures of his lips moving beautifully calling me princess. The pain was immeasurable but what could I do? He didn't want me anymore.

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A/N

Hey! Today's was a but longer, I know it's not as long as some of you may want but I was a bit busy today!

Love you strawboes!!

-Amber