I avoided going down in the morning for as long as I could, but I could feel my hunger overpowering my stubbornness. I couldn't even yell at Ryder or mock-him because I stupidly participated back in that lust-filled kiss. Lust, Dyllon? Really? I had to shake out of it. I could feel myself trying to reason between my heart and brain about Ryder, somehow pinning this on Nathan messing me up but really I had no idea what it was.
I continued to lay there with my thoughts eating away at me, when my hunger got the best of me and I was forced to slowly trudge down the stairs to find Ryder sitting at the kitchen table. The air was tense, and we both avoided eye contact with one another.
I had nothing to be ashamed of; I walked towards the table with my head held up high. Ryder came onto me first, not the other way around – so why couldn't I find the guts to look at him, or even speak first?
"Before you say anything," Ryder said. "I'm sorry, it was an accident, I was drunk, and I was stupid. You're the only girl here. Need I go further?"
"No, totally," I nodded quickly. So that was the game we were going to play. Fine with me, makes it easier for me. Yet, his answer was weird, it wasn't as snarky as usual, or sexual. He wasn't even going to try and spin it around? It felt unusual for Ryder. He wasn't going to act flirty like he had these past few days? Or was he making it really clear what this was.
We both ate our breakfast in silence and I remembered that I was being held here against my will. I suddenly grew more irritated than before, and abruptly left the table.
I hesitated at the stairs and looked at the door. No, I was leaving today, I couldn't stay here a moment longer as someone's piece of bait.
I started sprinting and then I saw the weres behind me.
"Stop!" I yelled. "I just want fresh air. I just want to be alone."
Surprisingly two of them let off, and I continued to jog a little further but just slumped down to the ground, against a tree and started crying. None of the werewolves approached me, they hovered at a distance and I smirked to think they were terrified of feelings. But I returned to my original feelings – I was defeated by this situation. Ryder had mentioned that I had nothing going on in my life, that I had nowhere to be, and he was absolutely right. But, I also didn't want to be here, continuing to be a no one. Whether these past few months had been a reality check, or this very moment made me realize that I was wasting my own precious time, and Ryder's cool rejection pushed my last button, I just couldn't anymore.
"Dyllon," Ryder called, and he was standing near the weres. "Come back inside."
I just starred at him blankly and continued to sit against the tree, and then Ryder slowly stepped towards me, and I could tell he was he was contemplating with what to say next.
"Look, I know you are frustrated and angry with me, I understand that. What would make you happy...just for today?" Ryder crouched down beside me.
I was confused at his sudden act of kindness. "What?"
"Choose something," Ryder shrugged. "Preferably something you can do here and I will make it happen."
"I want to go for a run," I instantly said. If anything was going to get my mind off of everything, it would be running. "I noticed there are shoes that are relatively my size, and a few clothes in the closet."
"Sure," Ryder shrugged.
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows, skeptical of his decision.
"Yeah, but I will have to come with you, to ensure the werewolves don't attack or that you run away."

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Sharing A Floor With a Vampire, Werewolf and Demon
RomanceDyllon moves into a new place, only to find out she is sharing a floor with a Vampire, Werewolf and Demon - her life becomes entangled with theirs, and finds out more than she originally bargained for. Caught in a bad romance, and mixed feelings, sh...