The Werewolves Vampire

Chapter 11: Orion

Arabella's Pov

I opened the door to my apartment and walked in. Orion followed me. He walked into the apartment. I walked to my bedroom and took a duffle bag from my closet. I started putting clothes in it.

"You don't have any pictures of you," he said from the kitchen.

"Picture frames costed money that I didn't have. I'm broke," I grabbed onto my bag and walked to the door. Orion went silent,"Orion."

"Shh," he pointed a gun down the hallway. I stared at what he was pointing at.

"Put your gun down," I pushed his gun to the floor and walked to what he was pointing to.

"What is that?" He put the gun in his pocket. I picked up the cat he was so afraid of.

"My cat Orion," I said. The cat hissed at him. He hissed back.

"You named a cat after me?" He asked. I rubbed the cats head. It was a black cat with green eyes. It was a good name for him.

"He looks just like you," I put him in the cat bag then handed it to Orion. He just stared at the bag.

"Hell if I'm bringing a little demon into my house. Don't give me that look. I'm a wolf and that's a cat. It's in my blood to hate cats," he growled at it. Orion hissed again.

"C'mon Orion. This is my baby," I said. He frowned then nodded.

"Whatever," he took my bag off my shoulder. I followed him out to the car. I put my cat in the back then got in,"you named your cat after me?"

"It was the first time you broke up with me. I was upset and mad so I got a cat and named him Orion. He loved me," I shrugged.

Orion just watched me. He frowned at the cat then looked at the road.

"I'm sure you were upset about me leaving and did something stupid," I whispered. I stared at him, hoping he said he was upset. He wasn't.

"I wasn't... I-I wasn't really upset. I was just a little lost. I didn't go and buy a cat. I got drunk and screwed someone. After that I did something stupid. I called you and I talked you into coming back," he put his hand on my chin,"you always came back. Every night I called, you came. I dropped everyone to be with you. It was like we were in an unspoken relationship. I fell in love with you somewhere on the way. I picked up my phone and I called you the day you died."

He went silent for a second. A tear ran down his cheek. He didn't seem to notice it.

"I called you and you didn't pick up. You didn't pick up and I didn't know what to do. You always picked up. You always always picked up. When you didn't pick up, I lost my mind. I needed you to pick up and you wouldn't," more tears were running down his face,"when I used to cheat on you, I knew you'd come back no matter what. That's why I did it. I wanted you to get mad at me and tell me off but you never did. You never did but you always picked up. You didn't pick up Arie."

He stopped the car and got out. I got out and walked to him. He was sitting on the ground on the side of the road.

"Hey, I can pick up now. Shh. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," I whispered. He wiped his face with his sleeve. I've never seen him cry before. I've never even seen him upset. This was entirely new for me.

"I don't want to get you pregnant anymore. I might lose you," he murmured. I sat on the ground beside him. He pulled me into his chest.

"You can't change your mind now. I already changed mine. You're going to get me pregnant and we're going to be a happy family," I kissed him. He kissed me back then stared into my face.