Broken

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Derek's POV
     I haven't let go of Aiden all night, dispute her constant tossing and turning in my arms. Her family thinks she's with Allison. Lately, she hasn't been acting like herself. She's more distant and sad.
    Tears slip from.her closed eyes in her sleep. "No," she mumbles like she's in pain. Sitting up, I bring her with me and shake her gently. She eyes shoot open, her hands gripping my biceps. She tales deep breaths, looking around her.
    She lays back down, rubbing her forehead with her hand.  "They hurt you. I had to watch," she says. I rub my thumb down her lips and across her cheek. "I-I couldn't do anything."
   "Shh, it was just a dream. I'm right here and perfectly fine," I say. She nods and gets up, my shirt falling just below her ass.
    "Ca-can you help me in the shower? I still can't really move my leg," she asks, her cheeks heating up. I nod and follow her in the bathroom. I watch as she strips off her clothes and turns the water on. She steps into the hot water, her hair flattening.
   I get in behind her and grab the light blue poof that's hers, putting soap on it (an: don't eat soap! Who gets it?!?) and begin washing her back.
   "I can wash my-"
    "I know," I say, "but I want to help." She nods and let's me finish. She turns towards me and washes my body. Our bodies are pressed against each others, almost everything inch of us touching.
   Slowly, she reaches her hands up and places them in my neck, kissing my lower lip sense that's all she can reach right now. I bend down so we can really kiss. She rugs at my lip, asking for entrance. Once granted, we battle for dominance.
    Her hands roam over my back, stopping just above my ass. "Ca-can we stop?" She asks, her hands begining to shake. I step back a little, nodding.
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     I help her get dressed in black tights and one of my long sleeved, black v-necks. She sits down on the edge of my bed, fidgeting with her fingers.
   "What's wrong?" I ask her. Her sadness is overwhelming, along with her constant anxiety. She stands, looking down at the wooden floor. "Please tell me, Aid."
    She sighs, biting her bottom lip. Any other time that would turn me on, but not now. "I don't feel it anymore," she says.
   "What do you mean? You need to be a little more specific." She runs her hands through her hair, squeezing her eyes shut.
   "I don't feel you and me anymore. The bond. I haven't ever sense that women gave me that...thing." All of a sudden, I feel emotionally weak. Sometimes being someone's mate is the only reason they love that person and find that person appealing. What if she leaves me? Hardly ever am I one to act insecure in front of anymore, but it's different with her.
    "That doesn't make sense. I can still feel it perfectly fine," I tell her. She walks over to the bed again, sitting down, her knees bouncing up and down nervously.
   "I've thought about it and maybe it's because I'm not a werewolf anymore. We're still mates, but I can't feel it." I squat down in front of her, naming her look me in the eyes.
   "You still love me right?" I ask, needing to know. She smirks, a evil glint in her eyes.
   "I hate you," she replies. I smile, knowing her little game. The night she was taken I dreamed about this memory of us.
   "Love me." She shakes her head. "You love me." Her eyes burn into mine.
   "I love you."
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                 Aiden's POV
      Allison and I walk into her home to see Lydia looking at us with Chris, her dad, behind our friend. He's grown more used to the fact that his daughter has friendly and romantic relations to werewolves and he's even helped us a few times. 
    "You can tell them," he says. Alli and I side eye each other for a second. Out of nowhere, Lydia screams, and I mean loud, breaking the kitchen window. Reaching up to touch my ear, there's blood.
   "Someone's going to die."

AN: This was a shorter chapter than usual. Tia will soon become a normal part of this story, trying to find a true spot for her and Isaac. Comment what you think will happen, or who is going to die! Share!   Stay alive |-/       -Veah
  
  
  
  
   

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