The Worst Of Luck

Chapter sixteen

Do you think you could give me a second chance?
Those words repeating themselves in my mind over and over again. Embedding themselves deep in my conciseness. I mean do I, or do I not? People don't change. I knew that. So why was I second guessing myself? Every fibre inside me, wanted to be with Vincent. In every way I could. But, could I allow that? Would he break my heart again? Questions kept swarming my mind. All the possibilities of it going wrong, playing over and over in my mind. "I - i don't know if I can..." I whispered, a single hot tear rolling down my cheek. Quickly, my hand shot up, and wiped it off. "I understand." He mutters, before turning around to leave. Before I could register what I was doing, my hand quickly grabbed his forearm. "Wait." I whispered, as he turned around to face me again. I couldn't read the emotions on his face. But I knew he could read mine. "Can we take it slow? Like really slow? Like the amount of days it feels like when you're waiting for Christmas on December 1st slow." I rambled on. What? It wasn't something I did when I was one, lost for words. Two, stressed out. And three, nervous. It wasn't a good habit, but I couldn't help it. Vincent's face shadowed a smile, although to most he didn't seem very happy, I could tell he was relieved and happy. I could almost feel it. "That's all I ask for." He said, his brown eyes sparkling in the light. "I'm going to find Aidan," I said to him, before leaving the room. It was getting late and as much as I loved to see Aidan have fun, he'd be a disaster tomorrow if he didn't go to bed soon. Walking into the huge living, I still couldn't get over its size, before I saw Aidan and his friend passed out on the couch. I picked up Aidan, and he nuzzled into me. But then I glanced down to the little boy on the couch, I couldn't just leave him here. I was thinking about calling Vincent, when a girl around my age came in. She had long brown hair, and vibrant blue eyes. A girl like her made any girl feel self conscious just by her presence. She looked at the little boy on the couch, a small smile on her face, as she walked over and picked him up. I'm assuming she's the mom. "Hey aren't you Vincent's mate?" She asked, studying me from head to toe. "Yeah I guess." I said. I wasn't sure what to say. I mean we agreed to take things slow, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna take a megaphone and start sharing to the word that we're mates. Plus, I don't want people getting mixed signals or confused if things don't work out. "It seems our kids are friends," she said, letting a small laugh escape from her mouth. "Yeah." I said, giving her a small smile. "I'm sorry, but you seem so young to have a son." She said. "I didn't plan on having Aidan. It was unplanned. I was only 17 at the time. But I don't know what I'd do without him. I love him with all my heart, and I'm glad I had him." I said, looking down at Aidan, his cute little face was nuzzled into me. "Yeah I get it, I had this little guy when I was 17 as well. It was when I first met Riley, things got a little carried away, and one thing led to another and we ended up with Sam. But this little guy is worth it all. He completes us. Riley and I, i mean." She said, smiling at her son, and about the thought of her mate I'm assuming. So this was Emily's brothers mate. Speaking of Emily, I needed to call her. We texted a few times, but I need to fill her on, and vice versa. "I think you'll be great for my brother. He needs someone in his life to keep him contained. He's a little...hot headed at times. And after Taylor he's been a douche to other girls, so im hoping you can whip him into shape." She said laughing, as if trying to picture a certain scenario. Her brother? So Vincent and her are related. If Vincent and i were to ever get married, which probably won't happen, Sam and Aidan would be cousins. Actually they're both related by blood right now. How come no one ever told me Aidan had a little cousin running around? "I hope he's changed. Or is willing too. But I don't know. I've seen how things play out around him. If he does decide to sleep with some chick, we'll be over. He can have fun with his hoe, and his STI." I said sternly. I was 100% serious. I mean of course I'd yell at him, and probably smack him over the head first, but after he could do all those things. "I think we'll get along. Your not...stuck up and fake like the other chicks he's had over in the past. I like you. We'll have to hang out some time. But right now, I need to get this little guy to sleep, or he'll be cranky tomorrow." She said, rubbing Sams back. "Yeah Okay, I'm sure I'll see you around." I said smiling, before we both left the rooms to put the kids to bed. I walked into Aidan's new room, taking in how nice and neat it was. I placed him down on his bed, and tucked him in, before kissing his cheek and whispering an I love you. I headed back to my room, but not before taking my phone out, and dialing Emily's number. It rang twice before someone picked up. "Hello?" Emily's voice came through, sounding raspy and tired. "Hey em." I said. "Hey Olivia. How are things with you and your mate. Have you had sex yet?" She asked excitedly. I nearly chocked on my own spit. What kind of question was that. "Hold up. That's like ten steps farther from where our relationship is." I told her quietly. So no one else would be woken up, or so they wouldn't hear our conversation, because this wasn't a topic I needed Vincent's pack listening in on. "That's a shocker. How can you guys contain yourselves? That pull and desire is way to much. I swear hunter and i do it about -" "stop right there, I don't need to hear this." I said, cutting her off before I heard something I didn't need to know. "Fine, fine. I'm done. I promise. But we need to talk in person, how about Tuesday?" Emily asked, today was Sunday, and it's not like I do anything important around here anyway. "Sure, sounds great. You should swing by more often. See Aidan and I. See your brother." I said softly. I knew her brother was a difficult topic. They never really got along as kids. And when he found his mate, and became beta he did some things to her, and things were said that shouldn't have been said. All in all, they haven't talked for years now. "Yeah...uh maybe. I'll talk to hunter about it." She said, seemingly to struggle with an answer. "Well it's getting late. But call me tomorrow, yeah?" I asked, waiting for my response from Emily. "Definitely. Good luck with Vincent. Peace hoe." She said, before hanging up. I looked at my battery percentage to see my phone was almost dead, so I plugged it in, and crawled into bed. Today's events replayed in my mind, having me second guess myself but also causing a feeling of relief and at ease. I can't really explain it. But all I can do is take Vincent and I's relationship day by day, and hopefully one of us won't screw it up. I closed my eyes, letting my brain run wild with thoughts, before the all to familiar feeling of falling asleep kicked in, and darkness engulfed my mind.
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I know not a lot happened in this chapter, but I can't have it go go go, or I'll run into an issue with how I want the storyline to play out. Any who, bare with me in this chapter. Thanks.