Being Mute

Chapter 22 ❤️

Authors note!~~
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I was pushed roughly onto Dylan's bed as he sucked and kissed my neck.

Dylan had thankfully helped me skip school. I felt too stressed out to even be there. Everything with Miles was too much for me and I needed to take my mind off it.

Being here with Dylan did that for me. Although having sex with Dylan wasn't exactly what I had in mind. I didn't think that one little kiss would turn into a make out session that would lead me into his bed with my shirt already off.

I went back to kissing Dylan on the lips. Although I was here with him, I couldn't concentrate. I wanted to be with him and apart of me felt like maybe sex would clear my head but I had never had sex and I'm pretty sure this isn't how I would want my first time to be.

I close my eyes shut as Dylan continued down my neck all the way in between my breast. Thankfully my bra was still on.

As I felt Dylan's hands roam my body, up my hip and down my leg, I couldn't help but think how it would feel to have Miles be the one touching me.

I can imagine the sensation and how it would probably feel a million times better to have his lips upon mine. To have his hands roam me freely. To be able to tangle my hand through his soft, dirty blonde hair.

I couldn't hold myself back, a slightly loud moan escaped my lips just thinking about it.

My eyes shot open and I was blushing like crazy.

Here I was with Dylan, thinking about Miles!

I sit up, practically pushing Dylan off of me..

I give him a apologetic look and grab my phone out.

"I have to go. My parents are really strict lately." I type in, completely lying. More like I was thinking about practically dry humping Miles!

Fuck me! Ugh!

"Oh.. Okay?" He looked slightly confused and I didn't blame him what so ever. I smile at him and get up, slipping on my shirt and walking the hell out of there.

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I laid on my bed, completely shocked. I hated myself so much for doing that! Why the hell would I think of Miles like that? It's not like I want to be with him.

Quite frankly I don't think anyone would ever want to be with someone like Miles.

But I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but wonder how'd it feel to actually be loved by him.

Ugh.

"Jane!" I sit up, scared when Miles barged into my bedroom.  I stand up, confused.

"I- you!" He laughs harshly, running a hand through his hair and the other on his waist.

"Haha, you- oh fuck-" this time he laughed so hard it made me jump back. I was utterly confused.

"Shane told me he saw you today, with-" he clenched his teeth together, looking pissed as hell.

"With Dylan!" He yells. My eyes go wide and my stomach doubled and I felt like I was ready to puke.

"I can explain.." I whisper.

"Explain what Jane?!? That you totally fucking ignored me? That you're with some other fucking disgusting alpha?!" He practically screams. I stand up, unsure what to do.

"He's not a disgusting alpha." I protest, which felt like the wrong decision to make.

"You haven't known him as long as I have Jane! You're not aloud to see him ever again!" He yells. 

"No! You can't- you can't just tell me not to see him!" I attempt to yell back.

"Yes I can! And I will go through hell and back before I let you see him ever again!" He yelled.

I flinch.

"Why can't I see him? He treats me like a queen compared to how you treat me! You treat me like I'm dirt under your feet! Like you've never cared about me and never will!" My voice finally got a little louder this time.

"Ha! Don't act like I don't care for you Jane! What the hell is this for? I'm literally busting my ass to be a better person for you! So that you'll at least maybe look at me like you don't hate me!"

I was taken back. "You haven't done anything to prove that you've ever changed! You're just lying!" I yell.

"Really? I'm lying? Why do you think I took you to see you're aunt? Why do you think I let you go out whenever you want although I'm up all hours well you're gone doing god knows what, worrying about you! Because I do care! Because I want to change and you're making it very fucking hard when you're our fucking some mutt!" He yells.

I gasp. "He's not a mutt! You are! You're a pathetic excuse for a mate and the fact that you even have to try to be nice to me tells me that you're not ever going to change! And besides, what makes you think I'd ever want to be with you?!" I scream.

He sighs, shaking his head.

"Fine! Go be with someone who I know won't ever care for you! He's lying to you and playing you! So go ahead Jane! I didn't want you in the first place." With that he walked out, slamming my door.