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

Chaptar 21

Junior's P.O.V

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I decided to go with shower.

As I hopped in the shower, I was so deep in thought. Why was Seth acting like that? I shook my head to clear the thought. He was probably just worried. I got in the shower and closed the curtains, I made sure to lock the door so Andy couldn't join. I mean, yeah sure, I wouldn't mind if he joined, but I wasn't really in the mood right now.

I turned the shower on and let the water run down my body for a good five minutes. My cuts were burning like hell! It would definitely hurt more when I put the soap on them. I looked at my cuts, I had made so many. Why did I freak out so much about Ryan? Ryan... I need to talk to him. And it needs to be a final talk. It won't be a misunderstanding. I'll talk to him and explain that I'm a werewolf and that Andy's my mate. So he wouldn't think I was leaving him for his best friend... But I am!

I felt two arms swivel around my waist. I gasped, and let out a small screech, trying to push the hands off of my waist. It did not work. He chuckled. "Andy," I groaned.

"Yes dear?" I shook my head. I turned around to face him.

"You're in here because...?" he leaned closer to my face.

"You know why I'm here," my breath caught in my throat.

I swallowed as he gently pressed his lips to mine. I held onto his arms and slowly made my way around his neck, I pushed him onto the wall, well, instead of it being the wall, it was the curtains. And we fell, with a loud thud, bringing the curtain with us. I fell on top of him, I was sitting in his... uh... lap, and he was laying across the floor. He groaned in pain and I shot him an apologetic smile. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my wait, I was about to get up when Carter burst through the door like a madman. He took one small glance at us and shook his head, holding the bridge of his nose.

"Junior, could you try being a little gentler?" Carter teased.

"H-hey! He's the one that came in here!" I yelled defensively.

"And you're the one who pushed me against the curtains," he shrugged.

I threw my hands up in defeat. "Fine, fuck you too bitch."

I went to get up, but Andy gripped my hips and forced me to stay, Carter was still holding the bridge of his nose, only his other hand had moved to rub his temple. A smirk played at my lips as I realized why he wanted me to stay. He was naked, and he didn't want to be seen by Carter. I grabbed his hands and intertwined our fingers together. I took his hand and placed it by his sides. He looked at me confused and worried, all at the same time.

"Ok," Carter rolled his eyes. "Let me leave so you guys can continue with this," he looked at us strange before slamming the door.

"I knew what you were going to do!" Andy yelled at me, frowning at me. I got up and ignored his stupid comment.

"Of course you did," I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I pointed to the door and turned to put on my cloths. He grinned at me before grabbing his cloths and heading out the door. I groaned in annoyance and walked over to close the door. "Next time, close the damn door!"

"No thank you," he yelled back from my room. I rolled my eyes and threw on my cloths, throwing on my black jacket. Well, there goes my perfect relaxing shower.

I sighed and made my way out of the bathroom. I grabbed a stool and put it by the side of the shower. I stood on it and grabbed the curtain. I took the end of the curtain, which had a hook. I took the hook and tried to latch it onto the other hooky thingy. But... I was too short. I felt two arms swivel around my waist and I gasped. Knowing who it was... I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

"Awe, are you still mad about that?" he cooed. I snapped my head at him and glared. He sighed.

"Carter!" I yelled, dropping my hands, along with the curtain.

"I can do it," Andy said, taking his hands, that were on my waist, around my stomach to reach for the curtain. I pushed it away.

"Go away," I grumbled.

"I can change your mind," Andy whispered in my ear seductively.

"Mmm, no you can't. Carter!" I yelled again. Making him shoot his head away. I turned my face to him and smirked at him.

"What?" Carter snapped in annoyance, walking into the bathroom.

"Put the curtain back," I pouted. He rolled his eyes but took it anyway.

"You do realize Andy's right here. Right? He could have done it," I nodded.

"I know."

Carter moved the stool over so he could put on the other hook. He glanced at me and shook his head, laughing. I walked out of the bathroom and down stairs. I smiled at Seth who was sitting on the couch. I walked over to him slowly and sat on his lap. I began messing with his hair, trying to make it stay as a mohawk.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked. He shook his head and continued staring off into space. "Lire!"

His head snapped to me. "What?"

"I said, you're lying, I can tell when something's on your mind," his eyebrows furrowed in confusing.

"But I'm not lying, I have nothing on my mind," I shook my head.

"Right," I mumbled sarcastically. "Yeah, ok, now can you please tell my why when I woke up you looked sad, upset? Disappointed in your self?"

His eyes widened in shock. I know he's somewhat stalkerish, but then again, I can be stalkerish too. It's easy to see when he's upset or sad. The emotions he shows are easy to tell if you know the feeling. I know he cuts, I know why, but I don't think it's the entire truth. It's actually quite hard to miss the feeling...

"I-in my self?" I nodded.

"Please just... tell me?"