Jolene
I walked down the trail with my fingers interlaced with Xander’s when we spotted the cutest and fluffiest white bunny. By its size, I could tell it was not an adult. It ran to the bushes as soon as it saw us.
“Let’s catch it,” I winked at Xander and he groaned.
“Jolene, no–” He could not finish talking as I pulled him by the arm to the bush I saw the bunny get in.
We walked between the bushes a couple of feet trying to find the bunny before I saw it. Not the bunny, but the sight I was getting used to now. My mate making out with another bitch–a bitch who had lost her t-shirt. Poor girl. I tensed up and squeezed Xander’s hand and he looked back and forth between my mate-to-be and me.
I still could not pull my eyes away from Lancelot.
This morning it felt like someone was kicking my heart after it was down, but now it felt like someone was stomping on it. Xander grabbed my chin and softly turned my head toward him gazing down into my eyes, his eyes filled with concern and his mouth in a straight line. His expression changed to a smug one.
I just stared at him. Why the sudden change in his demeanor?
“I guess this is number seven? Unless I missed something.” He chuckled.
“Yes, this is number seven. More than enough times if you ask me.” I bit my lip as I felt a bursting feeling in my stomach. I tried to hold it in but as soon as I heard Xander’s soft chuckles, I lost it.
“Your fate is a path full of shit,” he said clutching his stomach.
I roared with laughter, my eyes getting wet. I shifted my gaze to the teens in front of me.
“So-sorry for interrupting,” I said between giggles as I did my best to straighten up.
“Let’s go, princess,” said Xander, releasing my hand and putting his arm around my shoulder. The second we turned around the tears of laughter in my eyes transformed into tears of complete disappointment. I didn’t know what I was doing with my life anymore.
I sobbed against Xander as he led me to a bench surrounded by flowers of all colors and kinds. This place seemed out of a fairy tale. It was a shame I was too busy feeling sorry for myself to enjoy the sight. I do not even hear Larentia sob anymore, it is like in less than a month she has been let down so many times, that she does not even care to share her pain with me anymore.
“So, I am guessing that one was your so-called mate-to-be,” said Xander.
I nodded biting my quivering lip.
“Is he why you were crying again when I called you this morning?” he asked.
I slowly shook my head no as my eyes filled with new tears. The tears of a person grieving the one that got away. Xander just stayed in silence stroking my back in small circles.
“This morning I talked with my ex-fiance. We had not talked in three years.”
I lowered my head and stared at a small pink rose on the ground. It had been stepped on before, but it somehow still managed to look beautiful, though I know it was actually dying right now. Was I like this flower? Only looking good on the outside but still being more dead than alive?
I bet Xander would have never talked to me in the first place if it was not like this. Suddenly, having this stranger rubbing my back made me nauseous, but who was I kidding? Would I had even accepted drinking with him was he not so damn gorgeous? I was just being a hypocrite here. “What are you thinking, love? You have been making funny faces for a while now.” I then noticed that Xander has lowered his face and was now peeking at mine.
“I was just thinking I might be like that dying flower down there.” I pointed at the pink rose. “People like you seem to like me because of how I look but ignore that deep inside I might just be hollow.”
“Aren’t all like that? I admit, how you look on the outside is the first thing that people notice and that might attract others, but what you have on the inside will make people stick around. Just so you know, I do not buy ice cream and Nutella for every girl I meet in a bar.”
“You only buy them cheesecake, strawberries, and chocolate?” I asked as the corner of my lips curled up.
“I do not buy them sweets in general, or anything to be honest.”
“Cheapskate.” I pulled out my tongue. He gently caught it with his teeth. He put his hand in the back of my head and kept me in place as he pressed his lips on mine, but I would not have pulled away even if he had not done that.
The sweet kiss quickly turned into a hungry one and he pulled me up on his lap to straddle him without breaking the kiss. His hands settled on my ass, which he squeezed several times. It was becoming difficult to keep up with his kiss when a male’s voice pulled me out of the moment.
“Ms. Amores?” asked Samuel.
I jumped off Xander’s lap gasping for air and fell flat on my ass. Xander was snickering as he stood up and helped me up.
“Mr. Clark. Fancy seeing you here.” I smiled trying to hide my shock.
“You stole my spot, Ms. Amores.” He pointed at the bench grinning.
“Sorry about that. We’re leaving now.”
I took Xander’s hand and we went back to the trail. As we walked I told him what I had told Elena earlier. When I told him I had cheated on my fiance, I peeked at his face but he just returned a blank stare, so I continued talking. He just kept on walking without saying anything. We walked in silence for a while until I got too annoyed.
What the heck? I had just shared one of my darkest moments with him and he does not say anything? I let go of his hand and began walking in the opposite direction of him. I heard his footsteps behind me and I sprinted.
I had made a terrible and maybe unforgivable mistake, but I was sick of all these people judging me. I didn’t ask them to support me, heck, I didn’t even care if they call me names. I deserved it, but I hated the silent treatment the most. The same treatment Oliver had given me. I didn’t need more of that in my life.
He soon caught me, hugging me from behind, still in silence.
“Let go of me! I told you my deepest secret and you just ignored me! I do not need another person remembering how imperfect I am, I do not need…” Uncontrollable tears poured out of my eyes, and my whole body shook. I hated that somehow I was remembering Lancelot’s words again. I hated being this vulnerable, but I hated even more showing this side of me to someone I barely know.
“What did you do to her?”
My head snapped to the direction of his voice and I found Lancelot walking toward Xander and I. I wiped my tears to take in the sight before me; Lancelot looked furious. His jaw was clenched and he was baring his teeth. He stared at Xander with narrow eyes and his hands in fists as he was ready to jump and punch him in any moment.
“I was trying to come up with something to make you laugh, love, but I did not want you to think I was undermining your problems. So, I got lost in thought as my stupid brain could not find the words to express how beautiful, strong and honest you are,” Xander whispered. I was sure Lancelot had listened but his angry expression did not change as he approached us if something I would say he looked even more enraged than before.
“Mr. King my friend and I are in the middle of a conversation. I think you should leave,” I said to Lancelot with a blank face.
“Jolene, it is obvious he made you upset! Why are you telling me to leave? Did he hurt you?” Lancelot asked with soft eyes.
Xander snorted.
“I am fine. Thank you for your concern, though.” I grabbed Xander’s hand and passed Lancelot directed to where we had parked.
“I do not about you, but I am getting hungry,” I giggled as I interlaced my fingers with Xander’s. I could feel my mate’s glare in my back. I saw him from the corner of my eye and he noticed because his lips formed into a cheeky smile and he winked at me. Cocky bastard.
Xander and I hopped in his car and had a nice lunch in an Italian place. I talked to him about what had happened with Oliver; this time he made sure not to get lost in thought. As always talking to Xander just felt natural. He understood me and cracked up jokes when he felt I was getting down. He is the person I have met here who makes me feel like I can be myself. However, even when I am laughing with Xander, Lancelot is always in my mind. I do not even want to wonder what he is doing now. I have learned to never ask myself that question when it comes to him.
Lancelot
It was Saturday afternoon and Samuel had insisted we come to the Flowers Park. It is called the Flowers Park because of the great number of flowers that can be found in it. It was a large park with a bike trail crossing it, benches, and green areas at each side of the trail.
It is like a huge garden. Girls love it, but I like it because of a different reason. Since the playground for children is in the far East of the park, most families flock there, leaving the green areas unsupervised.
Most people that do walk these areas, stay on the trail so things can get steamy between couples here. The girl pulling my arm now knew this too. I let her take the lead this time. This better be good. She took me to a small clearing between bushes and not too far from the trail. I smirked.
She took off her shirt, straddled me and began kissing me. Sometimes having seconds wasn’t so bad. So far it was an enjoyable situation, but just as we were about to finish I smelt a certain scent.
Oh, not this again. As predicted she came out of the bushes giggling, but who was that guy she is holding hands with? Jolene and I locked eyes. Well, this was awkward.
She left with the guy, joking and holding hands.
I kept making out with the girl but instead of feeling relaxed, I was stressed. I ditched her and went look for Samuel, which was not so difficult as he himself had called me saying that I needed to see something. I found him sitting on a bench with a girl I did not know.
“Hey, did you call me for a threesome?” I greeted him and the girl beside him blushed and looked away.
“No way dude. Find your own. I called you to show you this.” He pulled up a video in his cell phone and gave it to me.
I felt my stomach drop and I swallowed a lump in my throat as I saw the video. It showed Jolene straddling the guy from before and making out with him. Who is he? I clenched my hand into a fist and I felt like killing that guy.
“Did you send this video to someone else?” I asked him.
“Nah. I thought I would give you the honor.” He smirked. Before returning his cellphone, I quickly deleted the video and made sure he had not uploaded it anywhere.
“What the fuck dude? That video was gold. Why would you delete it?” I ignored him and walked back to the trail. I had to find her. I closed my eyes and felt the smell of her perfume. I could recognize it anywhere. I ran in her direction, which was not difficult, as she was just a few meters ahead in the same trail.
Of course, I had to find her with that one dude. By his smell, I could tell he was a high ranked wolf. Maybe a Beta or even an Alpha. Had she found her mate? I hated the idea of her mating with some other guy. I was a hypocrite like that.
He was hugging her from behind and to be honest what made me angry was not that she was upset, but that he was touching her.They were in the middle of the trail hugging with the wind softly moving leaves and flowers around them, and looked like a couple straight out of a romance movie; It made me sick.
Even though she was leaving with him, she was trying to discreetly look at me. For some reason, the idea of her caring about me even when she was with someone else made my heart jump in my chest.