His Control

CHAPTER 3

Nic sat quietly next to Noel's sleeping body on Josh's guest rooms bed. Her breathing was steady, but she had a small frown on her face. "I told you I'd find you." He whispered as he reached his hand over to push the falling hair away from her eyes. "Always." He mumbled. Her sat up from the bed and removed his shirt. He took one more glance at her then headed out of the room. 

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Noel slowly lifted one of her eyes open to see if he was still in the room. Once she realized he was gone she and sighed. Mate.The word ran through her head a zillion times. She laid her arm on her eyes and groaned. "Why?" She whispered. She heard a small growl and she quickly sat up. She found Nic in front of the bed glaring angrily down at her. "What?" She snapped. 

"You were faking it?" He growled.

Noel smiled. "I'm a pretty good actress, right?" 

Nic snapped, "The best." He bit out. "Now, move over." 

Noel glared up at him and crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you mean move over?" 

Nic smiled smugly. "You are my mate, I'm sleeping with my mate." 

Noel let a gasp spill out of her already parted lips. "I think not!" 

"To bad." He growled as he lifted the covers off of her body. 

"Leave me alone!" Noel lifted a pillow from behind her back and throe it straight at Nic's head. He swiftly reached a hand up and snatched the pillow before it hit him. 

"Come on, cupcake. Let me lay with you. I promise, no funny business." He held his hands up in surrender. Noel glared awkwardly up at Nic and frowned.

"Fine. But stay on the far side of the left side. Do not even think about reach a hand over near me, or I will bite it off. I don't care if I happen to fall into danger. Do. Not. Touch. Me." Noel bit out as she crawled over to the right side of the bed. She hid herself underneath the white sheet and stared up at Nic. "Are you getting in bed or not?"

Nic smiled down at Noel. "I have to change." Noel gave him a questionable look.

"Change?"

Nic let a small laugh out. "Out of my clothes." Noel's eyes widened.

"I'll go wait out in the hall." With that, Noel scurried out of the room and slammed the door shut on the way out.

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After Nic changed into his navy blue striped pajamas and leaving his chest bare, he made his way over to his closed bedroom door. Her leaned his head against it and smiled. Nic tapped his knuckles lightly on the oak wood. "You can come back in now, cupcake." He heard a small groan.

"What if I don't want to go back in there?" She asked threw the door.

Nic shrugged even though he knew she couldn't see him. "I won't force you." He answered. Nic heard a little sniffle then the door slowly cracked open.

"Really?" She asked in a quiet voice. Nic dropped his gaze and froze at the sight of her. Her hair was a tangled mess, her eyes were puffy and red, her lips were swollen, and her face was flushed. Nic got on his knees in front of her and laid his hands on the door frame.

"Really."

Noel busted into a fit of tears and covered her face with her hands. Nic didn't know what to do. He felt a sharp pain in the pit of his stomach. His eyes softened and her opened his arms and gathered her small, dainty body up against his broad chest. "Hey, I didn't mean to--"

Noel's cries suddenly got louder. "B-bed." She whispered. Nic understood that. He hooked his right arm under her knees and put his left hand around her back and lifted her slowly in his arms. Noel wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close. Nic closed the door with his foot and started towards the bed.

"Why me?" She asked through sobs. Nic looked down at Noel and shrugged.

"It was fate." He told her as he laid on the bed. Nic laid Noel's body on top of his and held her close. Her sobs slowed.

"Sure it was! Tell me the truth, why me?" She asked again. She pulled away from Nic and glared up at him. She laid her arms on his chest and laid her chin atop of her arms. "The real answer."

"Fa--"

"Stop with the 'fate' thing! It was not fate! Why do you need me here?" Noel growled. Nic sat up and glared down at Noel.

"Four letters! F. A. T. E. Fate. Nothing more and nothing less.You're my mate weather you like it or not!" He yelled. Noel and Nic both froze at the sound of a baby wailing.

"Bobby! I forgot about Bobby! What did you do to my son?" Noel asked as she jumped out of the bed. She ran to the door and flung it open and Nic followed quickly behind.

"Nothing!" Nic yelled. Noel ignored him and ran into one of the rooms in the dark hallway of the house where she heard Bobby cry.

"Where is my baby?" Noel asked as she ran like a man woman around the room.

"He's in the bathroom, but--" Noel ran into the bathroom of the small nursery.

"Bobby?" Noel called as she entered the bathroom. Nic followed closely behind Noel.

"Why do you have a kid?" Nic asked. Noel smiled as she grabbed Bobby, who sat in a basket on the sink.

"I think we both know why I have a baby." Noel said as she slid by him and made her way out of the room.

"I know HOW you had a child. I just want to know WHO'S it is." Nic told her. Noel glared up at him and giggled. 

"How the hell should I know?" 

Nic growled. "So what you're saying is that you were a whore." A small gasp slipped from Noel's lips. She turned around and slapped his hard face as hard as she could. A loud ring filled the house. 

"How dare you. You can go strait to hell." She brought Bobby closer to her chest and swiftly turned around and scurried back to the guest bedroom.