Chapter eleven

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After that phone call with Vincent ended, I picked up Aidan and headed home. "Mommy, when are we going to see daddy again?" Aidan asked, playing with one of the cars he had brought with him. "Soon Aidan." Was all I could muster up. I couldn't quite tell my two year old son that he was going to live with him. He wouldn't understand.
My head is spinning with all the stress on me. I feel like someone placed a weight on me. I can't stand it anymore. I pulled up to the house, took Aidan out of his car seat, and went inside. I was happy to finally be home, and be able to get out of this dress.
I quickly stripped out of the dress, and threw on some sweats and a sweatshirt. Comfortable, at last. I was sprawled out on the couch, watching scooby doo with Aidan, when my phone rang. Not this again. I swear if that's Vincent, I'm gonna chuck my phone at the wall. Unknown, of course. I accepted the call, placing the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I said, annoyance clear in my voice. "Hi," i heard his deep husky voice say from the opposite line. God dammit. "Why are you calling me Vincent?" I asked, borderline fed up with his crap tonight. "We need to talk." He said casually. Does this hoe not see how every single one of our conversations go. They all start with 'we need to talk' and end with me walking away or hanging up. "Clearly. But every time we do, we argue. So call someone else." I said. "Look, I know I made a mistake when I rejected you. I'm living with that pain everyday. I was young and stupid. I...I just didn't want to get hurt again. But when you left, I realized how much I messed up. I need you. Both of you." He said, whispering the last few sentences. "And what, you thought I didn't go through any pain. It was just you. News flash, I'm the one who was rejected. I wanted a mate. Someone who'd always be there for me, someone who loved me as much as I loved them. But hey, I got the mate that rejected me. At first, I was mad. Mad myself for sleeping with you. Mad at you for rejecting me. Mad at the moon goddess for giving me you as a mate. But now, I'm happy what happened, happened. Because if it didn't, I wouldn't of had Aidan." I said, "you've had two years, can't I have some time now? He'll be living with me, and your welcome to as well." He said calmly. Did this kid actually think I would live with him? Like yeah don't mind me, I'll just sit here watch you take my son, and uh while we're at it move in with you. "I had two years with him because you rejected me. You brought that on yourself. And no, I will not live with you. I'll find another way," I said before pressing the end button. I can't talk to him with Aidan around. He doesn't need to hear this kind of stuff.
There has got to me another way; one that doesn't involve me loosing my son, and/or living with that jerk. I just can't risk it. I would run, but if we were to be found, Aidan and I would surely be killed. And I couldn't live with myself if I was the reason someone ended my two year old sons life.
I could tell Aidan was falling asleep so I picked him carefully and put him to bed. Taking in his chubby cheeks, and dark lashes that fell against his skin when his deep brown eyes were closed, his small round pink lips. He looked so much like Vincent. It made my heart sink of the thought of him leaving. I need to do what's best for Aidan. He's the next alpha, he needs to be trained like one. But I can't leave him, he's my son. I'd rather live with Vincent, and still have a relationship with my son. To hear his laugh, his voice, to see him grow up and go to school, and meet his mate, his first shift, the day he becomes alpha. I want to see it all. And I won't leave him, just because I don't to be near Vincent.
I crawled Into bed, closing my eyes, and for the first time in a while I fell asleep easily. Because I knew I had made my decision; I'd be moving in with Vincent. But there was zero funny business. I'm doing it for Aidan, not Vincent. Case closed.
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Guess who's finished her first exams! I only had two this semester, but they definitely weren't as hard as I thought they would be. I just hope I get a good mark!!

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