Monster of a Mate (On Hold)

●Chapter 25●

"Hello?" I answered my phone casually.

"Hola chica!" Britney yelled, happily.

"Oh hey girl. What's up?" I said, eating a bag of lays.

"Just wanted to call you. I'm bored as hell and well this place is really dead," she said, sounding annoyed.

"Awe. I wish you could've come but we're leaving tomorrow," I said.

"Really? Omg yay! We could still have that girl's day out that I've planned," she said, screamed happily.

I laughed.

"I can't wait for you to get here. Oh my god! We could go mall shopping because like I saw this really pretty red dress that I really want to buy..." she said, rattling off.

I laughed at her.

This girl could talk but it's not like it's a bad thing. She's just full of life and I like that about her.

"I can't believe Christmas is in the next three days. I want it to snow so badly here but we both know that's not going to happen until Christmas Day," she said.

"It's really sad that we don't have snow until Christmas," I said, to her.

She sighed.

"I have to go. Mother needs me downstairs for breakfast," she said.

"Bye," I said.

"Bye Belle," she said and hung up.

It's morning and I was in the couch eating lays.

No one woke up as yet and I was bored out of my mind.

I threw the empty package away and opened the door.

I closed it and I started to walk towards the forest.

The fresh chilly air passed through the trees and passed by me.

I inhaled sharply and exhaled.

I heard birds chirping and some raccoons ran by.

This place is so breathtaking.

Then my mind drifted to Xavier.

Great! Now I'm thinking about that a$$hole.

I had already processed that well he's engaged and all but what I was wondering about is, doesn't it affect him too?

Like since we're mates and stuff doesn't he feel the pain that I feel whenever he kisses or make love to her?

Doesn't he feel that emptiness?

Doesn't he feel his heart breaking into a million pieces over and over again?

Doesn't he feel that weakness that takes over your body?

Doesn't he get a severe headache?

Doesn't he cry?

Doesn't he feel that deserted, abandoned, painful waves of constant stabbing into his heart?

I sat down at a tree's base and pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head on my legs.

Does he even feel a thing?

I mean I would like to think so but I won't know for sure. Unless he answered them himself.

I took out my phone trying to distract myself and texted Britney.

I texted with shaky fingers: Hey :(

She didn't reply and how could I expect that when she's probably not even online.