Chapter Twenty-eight

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After pizza and a small family gathering, we drove home. This place has never really felt like home. But we plan on looking at houses online.

As soon as I walk through the door, I notice how the room has been destroyed.

"What happened?" It looks like someone broke in. How could they, we have security?
"Stay back," Anthony says, looking at all of the stuff thrown across the room.

"Who would do something like this?" I ask in shock. My brain hurts just thinking about everything. I go over to my things, letter, my letter. The letters from my father all gone. Panic runs through me and I start crying.

"It's not safe to be here anymore." He says, pulling me out of the apartment with force. My wrist is hurting with his harsh grasp on my arms.

His emotions are almost lifeless, as he makes a phone call. I only hear a few words that I can't put together to mean anything.

"Let's just go." It's really late right now and he plans on just finding a nice hotel. The drive home is too much.

'Winchester Bay Inn' is the only place that doesn't seem too run down. Which is saying something.

The inn is actually really beautiful and it kind of reminds me of Gilmore Girls. The inn from the show the dragonfly inn. The bed is huge, the staff seem super amazing and the room is bigger than our apartment.

"I can't sleep," I say with my eyes wide open, I can't believe I am not tired. My eyes burn from the tears. How could someone steal my letters? I should have just opened them when I got them. Why am I so stubborn?

"You need to rest," I laugh at that.

"I don't need to do anything, let's just look at house listings so we can check out a few listings." I roll over and look at the wall, my wrist has healed already.

"There is one that, I have wanted to show you for a very long time." I smile as he plays with the hem of my shirt.

"Really, what is the house like?" I ask leaning into his body for warmth.

"It has a big background, 6 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms. A living room that has two doorways, to the kitchen. A basement, really amazing security. The master bedroom has two walk-in closets. There is a room connected to it for a baby." He breathes out a sigh.

"Sounds incredible." I sigh, as I begin to fall asleep. Everything blurs around me as I fall asleep.

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The next morning, room service knocks on our door to give us robes, towels and body wash.
They also gave us shampoo in the cute mini-bottles.

I walk into the bathroom. Shit. I have nothing to wear. Anthony leaves the room and comes back with clothes from the gift shop. A big comfortable Hawaiian shirt and a pair of very colorful eye-catching leggings. He got himself a pair of shorts, mind you it's winter and a shirt that says 'I love Jesus' oh my god that makes me laugh so much.

The shower is nice, but it would be much better if we didn't have to change into these horrible clothes. I love the big shirt, but the pants are a bit too loud for my liking.
I look crazy with this outfit. He looks normal at least. He didn't like the shirt, so he put his old one back on.

"You get to look normal, no fair." Then I get an idea, I cut the leggings into shorts. I accidentally cut them way too short but honestly, I could care less.

My long legs look nice with this shirt. My hair is in a messy bun and I am officially hungry again.

"Let's go down and eat." We walk down the stairs hand in hand and a few peoples heads turn. They are most likely judging us. Maybe breakfast in bed was a better option. I squeeze Anthony's hand a little tighter. He pulls me close to him.
We find an empty table and he pulls the chair, out for me. I sit down the waiter comes and takes our orders. One of the waitresses tries flirting with Anthony and I put a stop to it. The nerve of some people is sickening.

At least wolves don't do this, once you are marked and together, with a mate. We lean off and give up. But Mortals, the nerve it's so disrespectful towards both of us.

The food is actually really amazing!

"We have to put a police report for the break-in." He nods in response. I reach across the table and hold his hand again.
I feel so much comfort from just this little action.

"Let's check out that house you told me about." He smiles and blushes.

"What about school for you?" I laugh school is out of the picture for me now.

"I'll finish online, I didn't like the school anyways," I confirm what I have been wanting to say, for like ever. School is just not for me.

I have always wanted my own family. So, I feel like this is best for me. Best for us.

"Also, we have to schedule an appointment I don't think I am that far along yet, but still I want to make sure everything is alright." He nods.

"Of course, to be honest, I am nervous." He smiles nervously.

"About what?" I ask searching his blue eyes for the answers. The meals come before he can say anything. He builds his walls back up.

Why does he keep building those walls, does he not trust me? Why can he just open up to me? He is nervous and I just want to help him.

The food looks amazing on the other hand. The smell...oh no...I get up and run for the bathroom. The toilet takes everything I've got to offer. It makes me feel uneasy as soon as the tears start coming and I don't even know why I am crying, by myself on a bathroom floor. I try my best to compose myself by splashing water on my face and rinsing my mouth out. I flush the toilet and then I wash my hands. Taking a whole handful of mints, just to hear a knock at the door.

"Someone is in here, I'll be out in a minute." I hiccup out trying not to sob too loud.

The door opens, I didn't lock it in the rush to get from point A to get to point B. Boy, I hate point B, I look up at him and smile.

"I am definitely pregnant and I have definitely lost my appetite for breakfast. I also need a toothbrush and some ginger ale to help with this." I walk over to him and just hug him.

"Hormonal mess at your service." He smiles at my little joke I can see it as I pull away to look at him.

"You are not a mess you're my princess." I laugh at that, I am no Princess.

"Well, you are my Knight in shining armor." He laughs as I hold him.

"Underneath all those walls you build is the man, that I love," I whisper, as I pull away and walk out of the bathroom. New tears form as he chases after me.

First the letters now him.

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