My Best Friends Brother is my Mate (COMPLETED)

28: Can't stop

Alyssa Mells POV

There was something odly unsatisfying about watching my parents being dragged away in handcuffs. They looked my way - expressionless. They didn't look neither sad nor angry when they stared at me. But they didn't reveal to be exactly pleased either. My body was sore as I clutched onto Axels hand as he led me away, my brain was fuzzing and my skin burned from the itchy bandages.

But nothing hurt as much as the memory of why I went home. Why Amy said thoes things to me - Axel told me again and again that she hadn't meant it. And I believed him. But only if Amy speaks to me then all would be forgiven. Or would it?

There must be a reason as to why she would send me back to such a horrid place - what had I done. Or what had she done?

The overwhelming thoughts of Amy messing up and having to take it out on someone in some way. Usually it wasn't that awful. Sure I wouldn't forgive her flat out. But I would allow her to make amends if she is willing.

I quietly let Axel lead me back to the room I was staying in, a makeshift bed on the floor beside my single bed - where Axel had been sleeping the past three nights.

Him caring this much was still unknown to me.

Maybe he saw me as a sister - the way I saw him as a brother.

Well - not a brother - mutual friend?

But friend none the less.

I climbed onto my bed, Axel sitting beside me. A moment of silence passed until I rested my head on his shoulder. He allowed me to keep it there as I stared at the many Get Well Soon cards and many bouquets of flowers. The most extraordinary and beautiful ones was from Rosie and Darren - Rosie had given me real roses. And they were blue, green and fairy floss pink. I remember her mention making coloured flowers in her greenhouse with food colouring a few months ago.

I smiled, staring at the many pictures that I had also been graced with. There was even one of Axel and I sleeping in the hospital. Axel had clung to my hand, face rested on the sheets. We looked peaceful - except for my split lip and bruise on my collar bone.

My lips and bruises were healing - slower than the average werewolf - and because Axel was a medical student - he had a lot of clearances and allowed to stay with me.

My mind whirled with a few questions - why hadn't Axel left me yet? - not in that weird way but in the go home Axel as in he's been following me around. Not that I'm going anywhere.

Axel was the only person I told about what exactly happened. He had gripped my hand as I told him every detail. And he stayed beside me, stroking my hair.

As soon as I walked into the house - Axel they grabbed me - I crawled in through the window a-and a man grabbed me. He dragged me by my elbow and hair into the living room. Tw-two more big, drunk guys held me down - another one went and got my parents... I hesitated there, gulping back the lump in my throat. One of them slapped me because I was trying to twist out of their grip. Then my-my dad came and he kicked me in the side hard. Then they slammed me into the wall - mum threw a empty glass of beer at me - it hit the wall beside me and shattered - then dad threw one - pegging me right in the gut. Axel ran his hands through my hair, propped up on my pillow. After a while of that one of the guys that was sitting off to the side said he was bored, so then they all took turns punching me - mum punched me in the jaw when I coughed up blood. Then she started to suff-suffocate me. I shook in fear, Axel kissed my forehead, patient. A-After that they just kept punching, kicking a-an-and yelling at me. Apparently I had stumbled into them doing buisness - there were cards on the table and the scent of cigarettes and - and urine. I let my arms wrap around Axel, letting him continue to run his fingers through my hair. Axel I feel so bad. Then I had cried. And Axel still held onto me.

The memory resurfaced - making my eyes water. Axel right now, was twirling the ends of my hair. I went to say something - when someone knocked on the door. I lifted my head up as the door opened to reveal - Amy.

Her eyes bloldshot - dark purple circles under her eyes - and she wouldn't look at me.

She didn't speak, instead stood in the doorway, quickly looking down at her feet. "I'll just be outside." Axel told me softly, pressing a kiss to the top of my head before brushing past Amy and out the door.

A moment passed and still she did not speak. For a second I thought she wasn't going to until she fell onto her knees and sobbed. "I'm so so sorry."

Sorry.

Sorry.

She had said the word Axel told me she had been meaning to say.

"I'm sorry that I lied to you - I love you." Amy cried, brushing back tears, she stared up at me in determination. "I lied to you when I said all thoes things - when I swore at you - my pathetic excuse was because I was jealous - I was jealous because you're beautiful - that you're turning sixteen - that you're so happy. I thought a mate - that being someones mate was happiness - but I now know that it's love. Not necessarily a mating love no. Love for people - for things - independence. Alyssa, I love you. You are my happiness - my sister - my other half - my best friend." She took a shaky breath, tears streamed down my face.

I forgive you.

But she didn't stop talking, and I didn't stop her.

"I was selfish, jealous and so many other awful things Liss. And I'm sorry that I took it out on you. Everybody loves you and I thought that one day - any day - that someone was going to take you away from me. And I kept people away from you - I didn't share you - I know that makes you sound like a toy but - but I need to share you, you deserve so much better than anything I can give you, and people need you in their lives. I need you in my life." I sobbed loudly, getting up and wrapping my arms around her neck.

"I love you Amy." I cried as she hugged me back.

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault." She cried.

"It's no ones fault Amy - and it definitely isn't yours. You were blinded by something you didn't need - and now, you're eyes are open." I wiped my eyes, smiling at my friend. "Life isn't based on your mate - it's your life - live it to the fullest, don't rely on someone else to control your future."

"I will." She breathed, staring at me with her chocolate brown eyes - as if seeing the world in a new light.