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The Love Triangle
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I opened my eyes and had no idea where the hell I had ended up. My surrondings weren't familiar, but then finally I remembered what had happened.
Tristan.
Kisses.
Dark.
Walking.
Becky.
Him.
More tears came flooding out of my eyes, but I realised that I was in the strong arms of Tristan. I buried my face into his chest so that he didn't have to wake up to see me crying, ugly as usual. I felt him stir and wake up. His hold around me tightened, while he placed his cheek against the top of my head. One of arms reached up and stroked my hair soothingly.
"Shh, Scar, don't cry..." his gentle voice helped me to stop crying.
"I'm sorry Tristan. I'm sorry you had to see me like that last night, you didn't have to-" I said when I had finally found my voice but he cut me off.
"It's okay. Really. You were upset, and what kind of a mat- person would I be if I didn't look after you?" he corrected himself. I could almost imagine him smile and it sent sparks racing through my veins despite the pain another had caused.
"Thank you." I replied to him honestly.
"You're welcome."
Just then the door burst open and there stood none other than Riley himself, grinning his boyish grin, looking more happy than I've ever seen him. It was of Becky, of course. Why else would he be smiling this widely?
Tristan adjusted both of us so that Riley had no view of me and I had no view of him.
"What do you want?" Tristan snapped at Riley. I could imagine Riley looked confused but then rearranging his face so that the happy smile was in place once again.
"Geez, nothing, I'm just making breakfast. Want some?"
"We'll be down in a minute." he told him sternly.
"We?"
Pause.
"Scar's here." Tristan said nervously, as if deciding whether or not to say that.
"Ooh. So did you two mate?" he asked like a girl who loved to gossip.
"No. Go away." I heard the door shut which meant he listened. I turned around to Tristan.
"What did he mean by mate?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter." he replied as he got out of bed and I silently followed. We both went to the bathroom and he gave me a spare toothbrush as he went out the door to give me some privacy. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I felt like throwing up but nothing happened. I went to the toilet, flushed then went out to find Tristan there.
"You can go now." I said to him as I motioned to the bathroom.
"I already went. There's another bathroom. Do you wanna go downstairs now?" he replied. I didn't look at him, but just nodded. I'll just text my mom and say I'll be at Lizzie's for the whole weekend. I didn't want to go.
Somehow, the pain from Ril-him didn't seem to hurt as much as it did yesterday. When we got downstairs, I followed Tristan into the kitchen. There was toast and cereal. Toast and cereal. Like when I was a kid. Memories of my dad came flooding back. I don't know why he left. But I only knew some parts... but I didn't feel like getting into that right now.
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The Love Triangle (Book #1)
Werewolf**This book is completed but will be edited immensely later (by which it may be very different to the original)** *Please excuse some of the random scenes and overall cringe as this was written when I was young* Trailer inside! (Book 1) - 'I looked...
