Why Aren't You Mine? (Book 2) (BXB Werewolf)

Chaptar 20

Andy's P.O.V

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I gasped and covered my mouth. His face was bloody and his arms had so many scars. More than he started with. Ryan did this? How? Was he thinking about what I told him when he did? Oh God, please no!

"C-Carter, S-Seth," I waved for them to come over and pointed at his face.

They both gasped. I ran to the bathroom, dried blood was all over the counter and on the floor. I grabbed a rag and wet it, I ran back over to them and softly touched his face with it. His head shot up, his eyes shot open, and he bit the rag and laid his head back down, and closed his eyes, his jaw locked and I couldn't get it back. I lifted the rag and saw a razor blade dug into his wrist, his cut was already starting to heal around it.

I felt my eyes over whelm with tears. "J-Junior?" I asked, grabbing his hand. He let me... he actually let me! That's good right? I slowly pulled out the razor blade, we both winced. I let the tears fall and I grabbed his hand and buried my face in it. His hand caressed my face and I looked up at him, hoping he was awake, but he wasn't.

"Hold on, Andy, let me see," Carter said. I moved away and Carter knelt by the bed, he touched his hand and his face. Junior jolted up and went to bit him, Carter fell back and then got up. "Just what I thought..." he mumbled.

"What?" me and Seth asked. He turned to us, but glanced at Seth nervously.

"Only his mate can touch him," he explained. "Yes, Seth, we're werewolves, well Junior and I are."

Seth nodded, not pressing the matter though. I knelt in font of Junior and caressed his face. Small groans came form his mouth and it sounded like he was in so much pain. I glanced at Carter and Seth, Carter nodded at me. "We'll leave, if you need us, we'll be down stairs."

I nodded and watched as they exited the room, closing the door silently. I let go of his hand for a second and he began softly whimpering. I walked over to the other side of the bed and crawled on top of it. I crawled on my hands and knees to him, I laid on my side and began spooning with him again. He held his breath for a second and then leaned into my touch. I sat up slowly and placed his head on my lap for support. I grabbed the still wet rag and gently touched his face with it, he didn't bite it like I thought he would have. Instead his eyes fluttered and then dropped again.

"Junior," I whimpered. "Can you hear me, p-please wake up," I began crying again. My tears falling on his face. He grabbed my hand and brought it close to his chest. Making me cry more. "Please!"

"I-I..." he choked out, sighing as he did so. He placed his head on my arm and I think he drifted back into sleep. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him as close as he could be. "Andy," he whispered, I shot my eyes open and whipped away my tears that had fallen onto his face.

"A-are you ok?" I asked, kissing his cheek softly. He turned his head and I began kissing his mouth, my fingers tracing his jawline. I pulled away and he shot up, gasping. This isn't a stupid love fairy tail, but my mind drifted to "loves true kiss" I couldn't help but giggle at my stupid thought. He turned to me slowly, his expression horrified. I shrugged at him.

"Why are you giggling? This isn't funny! What happened?" he exclaimed, jumping off the bed and looking around. I got up and hugged him, as tight as I could and for as long as I could.

"Please, don't ever do that again," I whispered into his neck. I let the tears fall. I no longer cared. I just wanted him in my arms.

"Do what?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist. I pulled back slowly and grabbed his wrist and showed it to himself. He yelped and stared at his arm in shock. I nodded. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom, showing him the blood on the counter and floor.