Being Mute

Chapter 35 ❤️

What do you do when two men who, well I don't know, have some sort of feelings for, tell you they love you? Not to mention in the same month! I mean come on, there has to be some kind of mastermind behind that.

So I put it like this in my head, the devil or whoever hates me most in this world, decided they'd give me a miserable horrible life where I wasn't loved nearly enough or whatever. A life where I was bullied and no guy would ever look at me like I was some kind of beautiful goddess, nope! But then a few months pass and they decided to switch gears on me! And suddenly two men are at my feet, telling me they loved me.

Th result? Utter confusion. And although it's very hard admitting that I have feelings for both, I do.

Now I just have to figure some shit out. Because my parents raised me with the saying; "you can't have both" and they were utterly right.

Although Miles and I had kissed, we hadn't done it again since. He went back as usual, to ignoring me most of the time and only seeing me when he had to. I wondered if he had some things to think over or something. I don't know but it was annoying.

As for Dylan, I think he was just waiting for my response. But it was still, somewhat hard to get out of this house. I knew for a fact that Miles still had people that kept tabs on me.

But since it was a Saturday and for some reason Saturday's are a very busy day at the pack house, I somehow found a way to sneak past everyone, and get out of the house.

I headed towards Dylan's pack house. The walk wasn't too long, but long enough for me to overthink what I was doing. What was I going to say to Dylan? Tell him that I have a mate that well, loves me? I don't know, I figured I'd start from there but I don't know how'd that go.

I got to his pack house and for some reason approaching the porch, there was a bunch of pack members that looked almost too big and tall, guarding the entrance. "Umm, hi?" I arch my eyebrow at them, confused. "Alphas orders keeping everyone out." The guy shrugged, glaring at me which made me want to shutter.

"Can you tell him that Janes here to see him?" I ask, arching my eyebrow at him. He looks over at a few of the other guys, most of them shrugging in response.

"No can do, he doesn't want any- interruptions" he eyes me up and down.

I narrowed my eyes. "Fine." I took my phone out and decided to text him that I was outside, feeling self conscious around his big guards.

I hadn't texted Dylan at all. I figured he deserved a response in person.

He quickly texted back saying he'd be down in a second.

I patiently waited in front of the huge men. "Umm- he's gonna be down." I nod, crossing my arms awkwardly. "Who is she?" I suddenly hear one of the men by the door whisper to another guy who sat on a fold up chair, smoking a cigarette. "Probably one of his one night gals if you know what I mean." I rolled my eyes, almost convincing myself to just leave but the front door opened and suddenly everyone was standing up straight. Even the guy on the chair had thrown his cigarette on the ground, although it was barely lit.

He stood up in a very fast motion, regaining his composer. I was sure if I had tried getting up that fast, I'd be the idiot tumbling over.

"Jane?" Dylan looked at me. "Can we talk?" I ask. He nods, holding his hand out for me. I hesitantly grab it, letting him lead me into the house. I took my time to glare at the men before walking in.

He lead me into his office and as soon as we walked in, I started talking. "We need to talk about everything! I mean us and what you said the other night." I crossed my arms over my chest and starred at him. "Do you have a response back to what I said last time we talked?" He asks. 

I gulped down the lump in my throat before nodding. "Okay." He urged me to go on. "Well, the other day-" I hesitated for a very long moment. "Miles said he loved me." I whisper.

He starred at me expressionless for a few moments. It almost felt like minutes passed before he suddenly started laughing. I was taken back, so much that I kinda backed away from him.

"Miles? Love? He really surprises me!" He laughed even harder, shaking his head. "I don't think I've ever heard him use the word love, let alone express it." He shook his head even more. "He's full of surprises isn't he?" He leans against his desk, crossing his arms over his chest, looking at me.

"What do you mean?" I ask. "Oh God Jane, don't be gullible. I know you aren't stupid." He points out. I arch my eyebrow questionably at him. "I mean- it's Miles Jane. He's been showing you his true colors for months now. Surely you don't believe him when he says he loves you, right?" He asks.

I gulp. "I-I don't know." I shrug. "Jane, I don't want you to hurt and I know I've done things in the past that have hurt you. But believe me when I say that Miles isn't capable of loving someone." He says, pity feeling his voice.

"And I hate to admit but I'm sure the tiniest part of him cares about you but that's covered with the real him, the way he's always been."

I bite my lip. I almost felt obligated to believe him. He had no real reason to lie and well- he wasn't lying. Miles had shown his true colors over time. "I don't think Miles wants to lose you Jane, so he probably told you that to keep you a little longer." He points out. "I wouldn't be too surprised." I mutter, taking a seat on one of the chairs that sat in his office.

Apart of me knew that Dylan was right but I didn't want to believe it. I always gave people the benefit of the doubt but- well with Miles I feel as if I've done that one too many times and been hurt every time that I do.

"But anyways I didn't come here to talk about Miles. I wanted to talk about- you know." He nods. "I love you Dylan, I do but I think after this exhausting journey in my life. I think I'm gonna go back with my aunt and try- moving on." I shrug. After a second of my response, he nods. "I think that's understandable." He murmurs.

"I have no doubt we'll see each other again. I just need time right now." I say.

"Well Jane, if you ever need anything." I get up walking over to him. He took me into a hug that lasted for awhile. We leaned away and I leaned in kissing his cheek before walking out.