Loyalty {EDITING}

Chapter 35 - Please Don't Go

Chapter 35 - Please Don't Go

"Please don't go." David grumbled while resting his head against my stomach and nibbling on it a bit.

I was standing up and getting ready for work while he was sitting on the bed trying to convince me to stay home. He just doesn't get that there is nothing he could do. It was useless.

I lifted his head by pulling on his locks gently gave him a kiss on the lips gently. I ran my hands through my hands through his hair comfortingly. He closed his eyes and leaned on me. I cupped his chin so he could look at me.

"David, I have to." I whispered soothingly. "I can't just sit around all day. I need something to do and I need to be independent. I need you to support me, baby." I said softly.

He releases a shaky sigh. He cups my cheek and nods. "Whatever makes you happy, baby. Anything your heart desires."

I smile appreciatively at him. I tap his cheek two times. "Good. Now take me to work." I say humoring him.

He refuses to let me go anywhere after two weeks ago when I left without telling him. Not that he let me go anywhere by myself before, but now he's extremely strict. It's like I'm in a zoo. We are staying at the pack house. Everyone walks by me and observes me all the time like I'm going to take out a knife and go cave woman on them. It was strange. David actually kept me entertained this time so I never really felt boredom.

David got up with a very dramatic sigh and grabbed his keys. I patted his back. "Don't be such a baby. babe." I said with amusement mixed in my words.

"Brianna. Listen, I don't want to sound like I don't want this for you , but I have a bad idea about this and I think that-" he was saying, but I cut him off. I was beyond angry.

"You think what? That I should quit before even starting?" I say while narrowing my eyes at him daringly. I tut in disbelief and look away and head my way towards his sleek sports car that many men dream about.

When we get in the car, David keeps sighing like it's a sighing competition. He is obviously uncomfortable with me working.

I throw my my hands up and mumble an 'unbelievable asswhole' under my breath. If course he hears though.

He slams his hands on the steering wheel and stops the car making the tired squeal against the concrete of the road. He just sits there for a moment, breathing heavily and seething. He is probably convincing his self to calm down. Then he turns to me. I see it all. The pain. The frustration. The anger. The hurt. I was going to say sorry. For what reason? I don't know that answer. I was going to though. He interrupted me before I even got the chance though.

"I was trying to say it as nice as possible Brianna. I tried. I don't want to sound selfish because I would do anything for you and you know that. I don't like this feeling though. This fucking feeling is consuming me. I feel like I'm going to regret taking you there Brianna. I can't stop you either because you are one stubborn woman. If you felt what I felt, you would do anything possible to keep me home. Don't you dare call me no fucking names when the only thing I am is good to you." he basically yells. I instantly feel guilty. He's right.

"David, I'm sorry. I didn't-" I was apologizing but he quickly interrupted me with the wave of his hand.

"Forget about it. Let's get you to the job that your so damn adamant to get to." he said irritated.

I nod numbly. He's mad at me. I can tell.He can also be disappointed, but I think he's mad. I hate when he's mad at me. I groan in frustration.

There is always going on with us! What's next? One of us get hurt or kidnapped? I exclaim in my head. I tut in my head. With all these creepy people watching me, I wouldn't doubt it.

Suddenly the car stops. I look around at my surroundings. We are at my job, Starbucks. Damn, I must have really been in my thoughts.
I look over at David to see he is already looking at me unsteadily. He gets out of the car and helps me out silently. I wanted to burst into tears at this moment. He grasped me and kissed me on the forehead. He doesn't meet my eyes as I stare at him. He looks down with his hands shoved in the pockets of his sweatpants, completely silent.

He begins to talk without looking up at me. "Good luck on your first day at work." He mutters. "Text me every hour so I know your okay. I love you." He mutters and kicks at the rocks on the concrete in the parking lot.

"I love you too." I whisper and nod to him before going towards the building. I expected him to pull me back and get back one more goodbye kiss and hug, but he didn't.

I stop my movements and turn around to look back at him to see him already staring at me. For a second, I contemplate my actions and actually consider running into his arms and telling him I will quit. Then, my second is up and I come back to reality with a shake of the head. I wave slightly and turn back to Starbucks and make my way in. I watch from the glass door As David drives off.

I read my phone and it's almost 7am. The time for me to start. I quickly send David a text saying 'I'm ok' then head off to work.

I push open the door to feel the cold bites of the weather as I step into the December weather. I am on my lunch break. I bought a cup of vanilla coffee and a slice of red velvet cake as my lunch. I walk to the alley between the Starbucks and the Barnes and Nobles. I slide down the wall and sit down against the wall. I put my cake on my lap and grip my hot cup of coffee as I sit and think.

I have been texting David every hour like he told me. Today has been nice so far. A whole bunch of fake smiles and a couple of fake cheery voices later and here I am. I am tired of the falseness. Of course my smiles and my voice can't be happy if David is mad at me. Guilt consumes me at the way I spoke to him.

I suddenly felt the overpowering need to speak to him. To see his beautiful face. I bring my phone out of my pocket to call him.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps in the distance and and smell vamps. They smell like vamps, but they don't smell like individuals. Vamps have a smell in general, but everyone has their own smell and these vamps don't.

Just like those ones from before. My mind reminded me.

I immediately begin to get alert. I look up and down the alleyway. "Who's there?" I ask quietly and shakily. I hear evil cackles in the distance. They send disgusted and scared shivers up and down my spine. My hand is refusing let go of my coffee cup as I grip it. Suddenly, the coffee cup breaks and the coffee falls, along with my tears.

I was just thinking of this shit. I jinxed myself. I did it to myself. I should have never thought that way. What the hell am I going to do? I was about to bolt, but suddenly, a couple of vamps were around me. Circling me. My head was spinning. I was so scared. What if I don't survive whatever is going to happen? I'm going to die with David mad at me. I don't want it like this. This is terrible. What did I do that makes them want to hurt me so bad?

They are laughing at my frantic state. I was about to use my magic. To do something. I wasn't able to because soon I was paralyzed into darkness. Not knowing what was to come to me when I was to awake.

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I decided I am about to end the story and make a sequel.

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