Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter 84: Scott

"Ahhhh!" I scream as my fist flies towards the window. I don't feel anything, just see the window shatter and my hand bleeding. I hear footsteps behind me and swing.

Luckily, Avi has quick reflexes and he ducks before I can connect with his face.

I can hear him saying something, but it's muffled so I don't understand it. It feels like I'm underwater.

"Scott!" He was snapping his fingers in my face.

I can feel myself trying to get back to the surface, but Jeremy's words are just ringing in my head.

It was almost magical watching your sister submit to me.

How's the baby? Alive, I hope. I bet it looks just like you.

He begged me.

I swallow the bile that had risen into my throat and bite my tongue. I scream and punch the wall again. Then I feel Avi's hand and it pulls me back. I look at him as my eyes fill with tears.

"Scott." He says softly.

I feel myself sliding down the wall, Avi following me down, as the tears fall silently.

He touched Mitch. No, no, no. He raped Mitch. Not to mention, Mitch was still carrying my daughter. The thought makes me sick. I get up and bolt to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet. I feel a hand on my back and I know it's Avi.

"Breathe Scott." Avi tells me after I take in a raspy breathe. "Breathe. Come on, you got it." He encouraged. I wanted to get up, but my legs wouldn't move. I couldn't straighten out my body, that was still sore from the kidnapping and the bond Kirstie and I have.

Kirstie...

"Avi, is it true?" I ask miserably.

He looks lost. "Is what true Scott?"

I let out a single sob. "Me and...Kirstie." I say in a whisper.

Avi sighed. "I don't know, Scott. I don't know. Uh, maybe...maybe we can get a test done? Maybe he was lying. Maybe he's just trying to get in your head, which I hate to say it, but it's working. I understand, Scott. You're scared, angry, confused, that's all normal. Especially in a situation like this. Just...remember that you've got this. You're a very strong alpha. Maybe even stronger than me. I know that you can pull yourself together enough. You got this, okay?" He grabs the sides of my face and makes me look at him. He looks me dead in the eyes. "Okay?" He says again.

I nod before I try, and fail, to get up. I fall back to the ground and hit my head on the edge of the tub. Ouch.

"Oh, my god, Scott!" Avi says as he goes to help me.

"I'm fine." I mumble, pushing him away. That hurt. "I'm fine."

"No, you're not, you're bleeding. Come on, sit up." He grabs my shoulders and help me sit up. I grab onto him because I feel dizzy as I start to sit up and my head starts throbbing.

"Fuck." I grunt. I touch my head and my fingers come away red. I sigh as I close my eyes and rest my head until I feel something touch my wound. My eyes flare red and I growl.

Avi flicks my nose. "Knock it off. I'm trying to help you." I just glare at him because he's putting pressure on my wound and it hurts.

"Avi, I've dealt with worse. I've endured worse. Just help me up and go do what ever." I try, though I know it won't work.

"I will not, and you wanna know why? Because I don't trust you right now, Scott. For all I know, you'll shatter the mirror the moment I walk out," he picks up my hand from when I punched the window. "And make that worse." He says, pointing to the cuts that were still bleeding.