The Alpha and I

Chapter 9

Four days. 

Four days is how long it has been since we had that "talk" if you could call him walking away twice while I begged him to stay as talking. He leaves early in the morning and works late into the nights leaving me here to wallow in my own pathetic pity, I keep replaying it in my head and it doesn't get better. I know he is still sleeping here because every morning the smell of him is fresh on the sheets. I sigh and look at my phone It's close to 10 am, wow I'm looking forward to another day of doing nothing since I don't know anyone or where anything is I basically go get food, sleep, and read. I roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and man do I look like shit. I sigh and turn on the water refusing to look at myself any more. I strip and jump in and my god does it feel like heaven. I just stand there for a few minutes just relishing in the heat with my eyes close. How did my life become such a shit show, I could be home right now with Garrett lounging on the couch and my only worry would have been about next semester classes, but no of course not. No, instead I had to tell my stupid mate about my stupid fucked up life because his whole fucking future rests upon that knowledge, and now said stupid mate doesn't want to talk to me about my stupid fucked up life and the worse part is I don't even get to watch Netflix because I don't have the wifi password and I'm on limited mobile data. I just want to scream, but I don't instead I get out of the shower and walk to the dresser grabbing the same thing that I have worn the past four days, yoga pants and a v cut tee. Tyler walks in as I grab my clothes, he stops and stares his eyes flash to gold and then return to their normal color. He shakes his head and walks toward the closet. I go back to the bathroom and change quickly when I come out he is sitting on the bed in his pajama pants and no shirt. I honestly expected him to be gone when I came out.

"Why are you here?" I ask. He arches an eyebrow at me.

"where should I be? This is my room after all" he asks in the same cold tone he had used earlier. I roll my eyes.

"I don't know, maybe wherever you have been for the past four days while avoiding me" I snap at him as I cross my arms over my chest. He stares at me.

"I wasn't avoiding you, the pack had an emergency I had to attend to" he states now in a smug tone. This tone irritates me more than the cold one and wanna say something that knocks him off his game, but all I could come up with is,

"Oh...well...I...whatever" he smirks, I scowl. I walk over to the laundry bin and start pulling out clothing, I'm going on desperate need in the underwear department. He watches me and I ignore him "Do you need anything washed right now?" I say with heavy sarcasm, he stays silent and I give him a pointed look, he shakes his head no and pulls back the covers of his side of the bed.

"Come lay with me," he says all his attitude from before gone, now he just sounds tired

"What?" I ask. The statement catches me off guard considering he had been doing just fine these past few days.

"Come lay with me" he repeats.

"No, I'm good. I have laundry I have to do" he rubs his face and walks over to me, putting his arms around me waist. I take them off and continue to sort the clothing.

"Baby, I'm fucking exhausted and I don't want to fight right now, just come lay with me, I haven't seen you in damn near four days" he drills holes into my back as I continue to sort laundry. My stomach flips when I hear him say that. I want to drop what I am doing and just jump into bed and I'm about to, but then I remember when I needed him and he left me to deal with my broken self.

"Yeah, and whose fault is that?" I snap at him, turning around I put my hands on my hips. I know this is childish, and he had to help his pack, but he fucking walked out on me TWICE. He groans 

"I know you're mad at me for walking out, and I am sorry for that, but I needed to help my pack it's my job. I promise we can talk about it later, but right now I can't fucking think straight and I just need you." he looks ragged and I feel my heart go soft, but I can't be such a push over.

"No" 

"No?" his eyes narrow at me.

"No, I'm doing laundry" I walk toward the door, but he beats me to it and puts his hand on the door "Tyler, get your hand off the damn door" I growl out, he growls back. Both of us in a staredown, I am about to demand him again, but there is a knock on the door.

"What Tipton" Tyler bites out not breaking eye contact with me.

"Uh the Alpha needs you" Tipton says. Neither of us moves.

"I'll be down in a minute I need to finish something."

"He said now" Tipton says.  Tyler sighs and breaks eye contact. HAHA point for me! Tyler grabs the door knob and proceeds to walk out. Slamming it shut, but before walking away I hear him say.

"I expect all your laundry to be done before I come back and you to be in that bed!" Tipton laughs.

"Oo, kinky housewife I like it!" I hear Tipton say and then I hear a smack. I roll my eyes okay so maybe this round we are even.