Later that night after dinner and putting Tyler to bed, I was skimming threw the channels to find something on TV, but it was nothing but reruns of stupid shows. I flipped and flipped, but nothing!

Everyone was off doing their own things and since Scott was still mad and me ignoring him, he was somewhere and I was in the living room.  To my surprise, Gabe wasn’t here at all and not that I’m complaining at all, it was just odd.

I laid my chin down on my fist as I skimmed.

Someone plopped down on the seat next to me and I smelt Scott cologne easily. He sighed, but I ignored him. I won’t be the one saying ‘sorry’ or anything this time. Nope. He’s the one that’ll have to.

He sighed again, but a little louder.

After a moment, again, but louder

To this time, he sounded like he was clearing his throat

“Uh-hum!” he practically yelled. I turned my head to him and raised an eyebrow. “Mad at me?” he asked.

I threw the remote at his stomach and got up, going into the kitchen to do something other than deal with him. I went over to the sink and started the water, doing them. It’s the least I can do since Kelly made the dinner.

A minute later the door opened to the kitchen and Scott came over next to me, “You do know we have a perfectly good dish washer and that’s why we have one so we don’t have to wash with our hands?”, he asked.

I rolled my eyes and continued doing them.

He reached out, “Abigail, stop—”,

I pulled back, “No.”,

He breathed out heavily, “Look, I’m sorry, okay. I over reacted, I’ll admit. It’s just,” he paused. “I don’t like the idea of you wearing ‘hot’ stuff like that because I don’t want guys looking at you. Your mine.”

I snorted, “Last I check, I wasn’t living with my father anymore.” I mumbled harshly and didn’t even look at him.

“Abigail, I’m not like him.” he said. “I’m very much you’re as you are to me. What if I just walked around shirtless and girls stare at me. How would you feel?”

Knowing what he’s trying to do, I kept my mouth closed as I cleaned a glass cup up.

“Exactly, Abby. I just don’t want guys staring at you like your some piece of meat cause next thing we both know, I’m punching the dude out without thinking.” he said. “I’ll have no control over my hormones to.” he said. “And believe me, being a wolf is not making it any easier.”

Wanting to change the subject a little, “Then why haven’t you ever had sex? You could have way before you met me? Control you ‘animal’ instincts?”

“Cause it’s just how it works. I don’t have urges towards other female, I can’t think about sexual thought or do sexual thing with them. My mind and heart is made only to love one girl. Just because I didn’t meet you until a month and half ago, doesn’t mean you weren’t out there somewhere already alive and my heart was just waiting for you to show up.”, he said and what he was saying was getting to me.

Forcing myself not to look up at him and lose myself, I continued looking down at the sink, “Oh.”, was all I could think of.

I could feel him lean closer to me, “And when that day come to when we do become closer, it would be me making love to you, not ‘having sex’.”

I could feel my grip tighten on the glass in my hand and if I tighten it anymore, I might actually break it. My thought running to what that day could be like. I rinsed the glass up and put it in the straining, shutting the water off.

I turned to leave, but Scott grabbed my arm and pulled me back to face him, “Look at me.”

I shook my head.

“It’s not open to debate, Abby.” he said, putting his index finger under my chin and tilt my head up. His brown-golden eyes staring down at mine. My legs suddenly turned to jell-o. I was lost, something I didn’t want to happen. “Tell me what you want, Abby.”,

 “I want to wear what I want for once.” I told him honestly. “My dad control all the thing I did, even what I wear. I want to wear what I want now.”

He looked down at me for a moment before sighing, “Fine. You can look sexy, but only for me.”, he said, grinning. “Please don’t wear that crop top to school, please.”

Not help laughing from his begging, I nodded, “Okay, I won’t. I’ll were it around that house if I feel like wearing it. At least here you know no one well be looking at me.”

“Sound perfect to me.”, he said, leaning down and kissed me, his strong arm sliding around my waist and my arms going around his neck. "I'm sorry for being a dick head.” he said threw the kissing.

But of course, the perfect moment always had to be ruining by something horrible and messed up. The door swung open and a voice that belong to someone who I forgot all about, “No, Scott, you doing it wrong.” Gabe said and we turned our heads to him confused. “You have to stick your tongue down her mouth until her not able to breath.”

Scott gave him a ‘shut up’ look and let go of me, “Where have you been all day?” Scott asked.

 “Oh, you know. Around.” he said. “Seeing how boring this town is. Pretty damn boring still.” he said as he walked over to the fridge and got a can of soda. I kept myself from looking directly at his face.

“Well what do you expect, it’s Nash?” Scott said, chuckling. “See anyone interesting?”

Gabe looked down at his soda and shrugged, “Nope, no one special.” he said. “Oh, but I saw Mina.” he said, his voice low and tried to sound casual as he took a sip. “She looked…beat up.”

I made a face when he mentioned Mina, but I kept my mouth closed.

 “She deserved it.”, Scott said. Gabe looked up at him confused and Scott cleared his throat, “She pissed Abby off so Abby punched her…a couple of times.”

Gabe turned his eyes to me, his eyes darken making me jerk. “You beat her up?” he asked, his voice filled with complete shock.

I shrugged, “So, she kissed Scott. She had it coming.” I said, completely hissing the words.

He didn’t speak so quickly, but then he nodded and looked down at his can, “Well, whatever.” he said, taking a sip. “Hey Scott, you still got those old guitar you never bothered to practice?” he asked as he walked over to the door.

 “Yeah. Why?”

“You should let me borrow It.”, he said before walking out.

Scott walked forward, but I grabbed his hand, “You have a guitar?”

He shrugged, “It’s in the back of my closet, and I thought it would be cool to just have. I never practice with lesson or anything.”

 “How can I find anything in your room anyways?” I questioned. “Have you ever thought about cleaning it? Your socks smells and they’re laying everywhere. Don’t you have some strong sense of smell?”

He chuckled, “That’s why I sleep with you now. You keep your room so nice and neat.”

“Oh, is that why?” I asked sarcastically.

He placed both hands on the side of my face and kissed the tip of my nose, “Oh course that’s the only reason, babe.”, he said before turning around and walked over to the door as he said, “But if you think my room sinks that bad, help me clean tomorrow.”, he said before walking out, leaving my mouth dropped.

He can clean his own god damn room

*

I was waiting what felt like hours for Scott to come over, but it’s already one in the morning. Is he still talking with Gabe? What could they be talking about? My mind could be running, mostly about what Gabe did.

I sighed heavily as I looked up at the ceiling, missing Scott even though he was only a few rooms down.

I guess my curiosity was more stronger than worrying about what they could be talking about cause I found myself getting up from my bed and out of the room and over to Scott’s room.

When I got to the door, quietly leaned towards the door to hear what they were saying, but I didn’t hear anything.

The door opened and I jumped back, meeting eye contact with Gabe. He brought his index finger up to his mouth, “Shh, he’s asleep?”

“What?” I questioned. ‘That boy doesn’t fall asleep until four in the morning mostly.”

“Catching up with good friends can get someone tried.” he said, grinning. I glared at him, wishing he’ll just disappear! “So I guess you decided not to tell Scott. Good girl, he wouldn’t believe you anyway. I know Scott like the words my tattoo say on my back. I was like brothers with that boy.”

“Then why are you trying to break us?” I hissed, but whispered as I crossed my arms over my chest as I glared him.

“He ruined something for me.”, he said. “I just need to hurt him once, show him what it’s like?”

“What is what like?” I asked, confused. “What did he do to you that making you so horrible to do this to your own family?”

He stepped towards me, “Something one wolf shouldn’t do to another wolf.” he said, his eyes darkening again. “I want you to do something for me.”

 “Excuse me?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow. “I’m not doing anything for you, you creep.”

He chuckled humorlessly, “You have no other choice. You will do what I want weather you want Scott to find out how you came onto me and practically tackled me and kiss me.”

My mouth dropped to the floor, “I never kissed you! You kissed me!” I almost did but scream.

“And who do you think he’s going to believe? I’ll tell you tomorrow.” he questioned. He walked past me, bumping his shoulder into mine purposely. “You must know nothing about this mating crap.”, he muttered to himself as he walked, leaving me confused at what he meant, but I didn’t want to find out. He’s an asshole!

My eyes watered up, but I blinked them back.

I walked up to Scott’s door and opened the door a little, peaking my head in his large messy room. It’s mostly just dirty cloths, a little amount of trash, and other guys stuff. His full size bed had a shirtless deep sleep Scott.

I walked over to the bed on my tip toes and crawled in next to him, my back to his chest. Scott moved around a little. He didn’t even opened his eyes when he pulled me into his chest and breathed out his nose heavily, nuzzling into my neck.

I turned around in his hold and looked at his sleeping face for moments. Why do their have to be so many secrets in life?

His face twitched, “Abby, are you staring at me?”

My cheeks burned up and I looked away, “What? No.”,

He chuckled and opened his eyes when I looked back at him. “It’s okay, I like to watch you sleep sometimes to.” he said. “You know you drool?”

My eyes widen, “I do not drool!”

“Not that you know of.” he said, chuckling. “And you kick in your sleep.”

“Well have you ever heard of nail clippers?” I questioned. “Your toe nails are like razors, scratching my legs.”

“Hey, I have an excuse. I’m a werewolf, what’s yours?” he questioned.

I rolled my eyes, “Lets just to bed, I’m tired.” I said as I yawned.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. He moved until his head was laying on my chest and his arm around my waist. I was running my fingers threw his soft dark brown hair, thinking Why am I so stupid?