Chapter 137
Taking the bag out of lands, I grab the cold container.
All you need is a spoon and a tub of chocolate ice cream to make you feel better. Reaching back into the bag, I pull the Oreos out. This is what I have been dreaming about all day ong. The crunch of the cookie along with the cold melting ice cream going down my throat has me almost moaning in pleasure.
Clayton’s staring at me funny but knows better than to say anything as long as I’m eating His presences makes it easier for me to ent; it’s as if he has a calming effect on me.
Caleb comes into my home looking like he’s going out for the night. All dressed up and smelling like a male trolling for something to pass the time with.
“Rya, really. Where’s the bowl? That’s just gross. Use a spoon.”
“Caleb, you don’t live here. I can do what I want to do in my own house.” He grabs a spoon, taking a big scoop and a row of Oreos for himself.
“Those are mine.” I try to take them back, but he holds them above his head out of reach.
“I could fight you for them, number two.”
“Rya, why do you have to be that way? I thought we were friends.” Holding his heart, he makes his face look sad with downward lips.
“Stop coming here and eating my food, Caleb.” Before the words come out my mouth, he’s going to the fridge, pulling out the milk, putting two Oreos in his mouth, and sucking back milk from the container.
He’s insane.
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Cooking in the
mirror, I still avoid my eyes, but I brush my teeth, comb my hair, get dressed I still can’t eat very good, but it’s the little steps that are important. My breath hits the mirror, tainting it with my regret.
Decisions,
I’ve been contemplating my life, what I want, what I need.
decided that I need to leave, get out on my own for a while. Live my life.
Clayton has been hanging out by the lake waiting for me to get home. His hands are in his pockets, as if holding himself away from me.
“Where have you been, Rya?”
“I was at my parents‘ house saying goodbye.”
“Goodbye?” Clayton’s body visibly stiffens, a tension in his shoulders starting to build up.
“I always wanted to travel. I have things I want to do. Places I want to see. I’ve got some money saved up. Why not waste it on me?”
“Will you be back?” He rubs his chest as if it hurts.
“I’m not sure. I don’t know.” It’s my truth. I’m not sure, but for now, I know I want to go. Not because anyone is forcing me to leave, but because I want to leave. Start to live my life that I am going to start living. I can’t wait on Dallas to come back here. What happens if he never comes back? I would have wasted my life waiting for a dream that never will happen.
“When are you going?”
“I’m leaving in the morning.”
“So soon. I thought maybe that-”
“Clayton, I need to tell you something.” Taking a breath in, I square my shoulders to him. He does the same. Ready to meet what my words have to say.
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“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and I just want you to know that I forgive you. I won’t forget, but I can forgive you. I can’t move on unless I do this.” I grit my teeth together.
“I just want you tow that I only want you to be happy in the future. Thank you for helping me through my time of need. I think in time you’ll be happy. It’s hard to get over someone you’ve loved.” Both of us just look at one another, deep orbs of pine looking at a glacier blue.
Asadness spreads inside me for a lost past, but excitement is starting to build up for a hopeful future.
Letting go is okay. It hurts, but it will be okay in the end.
If you let them go, will they come back?
The sun filters through the window of the car, its path switching directions on the dashboard with every turn and change in direction. The light flickers and fades before glaring into my eyes, depending on the path I take.
I’m not sure where I’m going, just that I want to end up with my feet in the ocean. I’ve never seen the ocean before. I thought that’s a good place to start. It’s going to take a week to get there. Instead of taking the highways to my destination, I’m taking the slow scenic route. The road snakes and twists as the tires roll over the blacktop through the little communities I pass through.
I only stop for gas. I’m trying to put as much road and distance behind me as I can. Southeast is the direction that is calling to me; I’m not sure why.
Following instinct, I go with my gut.
I stop for the night at a cheap motel and go to bed early. Closing my eyes as I lay my head. on the overstuffed pillow, I can still picture the curve of Dallas’s face. The way his mouth- tastes, the way his skin feels underneath my hands that were so greedy to take what his body offered me. The wolf insidé me gives a whimper with my thoughts. She’s been so quiet, not wanting to do anything. She’s content to just lie around with her tail over her eyes. in stillness. She’s hurting just like me, and all she wants to do is sleep.
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