Chapter 17
A night in the forest
Derek’s Point of View
My mind was racing as I ran through the forest to Charles’ house. I’ve been cooped up in the house for the whole entire week. My mom and Peter comforted me every chance they got. I didn’t need their comfort, I needed him.
I can see why they would think I need their attention though. When Charles lied to me in the bathroom earlier last week, my wolf came out because of my extreme sadness. I say lie because after the human side of me took back my body, I sat there and thought about everything like anyone would.
I knew he loved me… I knew he wasn’t straight either. He had to at least be bisexual if not gay. The way he would look at me tells all of it. Shit, I felt the love through our bond. It was so intense, just the feeling is arousing. The amount of love he has for me even shows in his smile…
I still remember the way I was acting when my wolf was in control.
“Derek! Get down!... holy fuck, yo…” I could hear Peter saying as he ran towards me. I ignored him… he can’t help me, no one can. I kicked the chair away and felt the rope tightening on my throat, enclosing as it made all the air disappear from my body.
He finally reached me and quickly put the chair back in its place under my feet as I was making choking sounds. As fast as he could, he snatched the rope off my neck and I fell down… he caught me before I could hit the ground.
The ground looked so comforting, maybe if I did fall on it hard enough… I could have broken my neck. I need to keep that thought in mind. “What the fuck, man? The hell is wrong witchu?” He asked me. I just looked at him. I didn’t care anymore…
“Dude! I asked you a fuckin’ question!” he was breathing heavily. I could smell the anger on him. I didn’t want to piss him off anymore than he already is, so I answered. “I don’t feel the need to live anymore.”
“Why? ‘Cause Charles rejected ya? Yo, that’s not a good enough reason!” he was fuming now. I guess he didn’t like my answer. But like before, I didn’t care. Hopefully he can find me disrespectful and give me to the elders. “I can’t live without him.” I mumbled. It was the truth.
“Yes the hell you can! We’re going to get through this together… would you leave your spouse? I thought we were married?” damn, he pulled the guilt card on me. If I leave him, he would be devastated. I can’t do that to him…
Peter had long let me go but still had a hold of my right arm. His grip was so tight… “I’m sorry.” I told him. “I’m so sorry…” I broke out in tears. Everything just hurts so much, physically and mentally. “It’s okay, man. Just don’t leave me.” He mumbled. I laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
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No Love Allowed
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