His Rejected Mate #2

Chapter 17- secrets out

James's POV
I am worried about Christmas. There is just seen thing about her that makes me worry. She face is sucked in and it's gone from tan to pale. Black, and purple bags attacked themselves under her eyes and they won't go away, Reed and Blair don't even care! They don't talk to or about her anymore like the used to.

All they guys can see what is happening to her. But they don't do anything to help, they just leave her to drown in her sorrows. As of right now they are in the game room and I am sitting in the living room waiting for Christmas to come down. I wait for another twenty minutes then she comes down looking worse than ever.

"Christmas" I said softly gaining her attention, her lifeless and dull eyes bore into mine.

"James" her voice was raspy and I strained to hear it.

"Are you alright?" I asked getting on my feet. Her eyes only watered and tears spilled over.

She drops to her knees and cries out "have you ever had a secret, but you can't tell anyone and it kills you."

"Yes" I breathed out and helped her to her feet and sat her on the couch.

Crouching to her level "I'll tell mine and you tell me yours?" I offered with a small smile.

Rea's POV
He crouched to my level "I'll tell mine and you'll tell me yours?" he offered a small smiling playing on his lips. I nodded needing to tell someone.

"My Dad can't find time for me, he is always searching for someone named Realene Walker , my aunt but her never finds her" he sighed sadly.

My heart tore in a thousand pieces. Taking James by the hand I lead him to my private room in the back of my closet. Basically my own lounge area that is sound proofed.

I had couches, mini bar with fridge and a Tv with the latest Xbox and games. "James I'm going to tell you my secret and you swear to my face that you won't tell anyone" I pleaded him.

"I swear" he told me looking dead into my eyes. I changed into my REAL self scars and all I didn't cover them. She goaded stumbling back.

"Aunty" he said reaching out to touch me. "James" I whimpered softly "I've only seen pictures, I've always wanted to
meet you" he whispered touching my hair and tracing my scars.

"You mustn't tell a soul until you get a note" I told him sternly "I swore didn't I" he flashed me a smile. I pulled him into a hug, well me being 4'9 now and him 6'5 didn't help.

He gripped me tight as if I would disappear, "go to your friends and tell no one" I told him softly in his ear and watched him walk out.

My secret is out and it feels good to tell someone.