by Abbie Lynn
“Ty?”
“Yeah?” he replied, turning his head towards me.
“This mate bond thing, I can feel it too right?”
“Yes.” He laughed.
“Good, I thought I was going crazy.” I laughed.
“You're not crazy, just violent.” He smirked.
“Whatever, I couldn't hurt you even if I tried.” I scoffed.
“Trust me Ar, you have a lot of power in your hands and you are probably the only person who could ever hurt me.”
“Are we going to school tomorrow?”
“Well it's a short week.” He laughed.
“It is?”
“Yeah we only go Monday and Tuesday.” He laughed.
I nodded and then rolled off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“Shower.” I smiled.
He laughed and then turned on the TV. I grabbed my sweatpants and tank top and then headed into the bathroom. After my shower I found Ty half asleep.
“Tired?” I laughed, lying down next to him.
“Yeah, aren't you? I mean you didn't sleep well last night.”
“I guess I am.” I yawned.
He chuckled and then turned the lights off.
I slept all night and I only had good dreams…of Tyson.
* * *
“Arrabella likes it,” Carter insisted.
“No Carter, I don't.”
He put ketchup on his eggs!
“It's disgusting man,” Ty agreed.
“You're disgusting,” he retorted.
I laughed.
“Ar, stand up for me.” Ty pouted.
“Carter, apologize.” I demanded.
“No,” he stubbornly replied.
“Carter.”
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
“What was that?” Ty smirked.
“SORRY!” he shouted.
I burst out laughing again. They were like little kids!
“Carter I'm going to ride with you,” a boy I didn't know said to Carter.
“Aria, this is Aiden.” Carter introduced.
“Hi,” I whispered, ducking my head into Ty.
“Ready to go?” Ty chuckled, kissing my head.
I nodded and then waved to Carter and Aiden. We arrived at school and sat in our usual spots in English.
“I'm serious!” Ty laughed.
I smiled and shook my head.
“You don't believe me?”
No, I don't believe that he and Carter had read Twilight!
“Carter wouldn't put it down. In fact I wouldn't stop talking once and he threw the book at my head.”
I imagined Carter doing this and started laughing, which made every person in class stare at me. I looked down and Ty growled and gave death glares to all the students, making them snap their heads forward.
“Ty.” I scolded.
“It's not polite to stare.”
“You stare at me all the time.”
He laughed.
“You're beautiful.” He shrugged.
I snorted and then faced forward. Ty reached his hand under my chin and pulled my head so that I had to stare him dead in the eye.
“Do you believe that?”
“What? That I'm beautiful? No I don't believe that.” I laughed.
“Well believe it, you are,” he growled.
“Whatever Ty.”
“Say it.”
“No, stop it,” I complained, pulling my head away from him.
He balled up his fists like he did when he was angry, usually resulting in him throwing something.
Why is he so mad anyway? I'm not beautiful and it's fine. Am I pretty? I wouldn't even say that. I would go with average.
So why the hell is he so mad that I don't believe him? I mean it's not even the truth. It's an opinion, his opinion!
The bell rang and I stood up.
“Why don't you believe it?”
“Why are you so mad at me?”
He stopped and pulled me to the side.
“Aria, I'm not mad at you.”
“Yes, you are.”
He sighed.
“I promise I'm not. It's just you don't see yourself clearly at all.” He groaned.
“Yes, I do.”
“Really?” He snorted.
“Really.”
He fake glared at me.
“Then say it.”
“Say what?”
“I Arrabella James Middleton am beautiful.”
“You're strange.” I laughed, walking away.
I sat down against my tree. Ty sat next to me.
“Say it,” he chanted.
“Tyson.” I groaned.
“Arrabella.”
“FINE!” I shouted.
That earned me a few stares.
“I'm pretty.” I sighed.
“Great, now say what I told you to say.” He smirked.
“No.” I shrugged.
“No?”
“Why is the word no not in your vocabulary?”
He raised his eyebrows at me.
“Were these remarks going through your head every time I talked?” He chuckled.
“Yeah pretty much,” I teased. Even though it was true. I always answered his questions in my head.
“Come on Ar, for me?” he begged.
“I Arrabella James Middleton am beautiful,” I mumbled.
He grinned.
“Was that so hard?”
“Yeah it actually was,” I mocked.
Ty is probably the only person on this planet who honestly believes I'm beautiful.
Chapter 14
Dear Diary,
No more school!
Well for a week that is.
Ty and I kissed! I don't know what that means, but it felt magical.
He calls me beautiful. He has called me that at least fifteen times today.
The funny thing is I'm actually starting to believe it.
~Aria
“Really Ty, the woods?” I asked.
He told me he had to show me something, but why does it have to be in the woods?
“Yes.” He laughed.
I sighed. He then took my hand in his, and we entered the forest.
“You aren't going to kill me, are you?” I teased.
“Oh yeah Ar, you got me.” He smirked.
We walked deeper into the woods when Ty stopped.
“What?” I asked.
“I have to tell you something,” he whispered.
“So then why are we in the woods?”
“Just promise to listen and stay until I'm finished, okay?”
“Sure, I promise.”
He nodded and then took a deep breath.
“The reason why I have a mate is because I am a werewolf.”
I laughed.
“Ty seriously, why are you such a jerk?” I mocked.
“Aria, listen,” he groaned.
“Fine,” I smirked.
“I am the alpha of my pack and that means I'm in charge. Carter is my beta. He is second in command. When a werewolf finds his mate, he has to be around her or he will go crazy.”
“When I saw you that first day I instantly knew that we were mates. You see I have my wolf in my head that yells at me, like right now he's sad because he thinks you are mad.”
“Ty this isn't funny.”
“It's not supposed to be.”
“Stop.” I said, walking away from him.
“You promised you would stay!” He called.
I stopped. I did promise that. I sighed and then walked back.
“So you're telling me you like me because a wolf in your head tells you to?”
“No not at all,” he growled.
“Really Ty, that's what you just said,” I spat.
“You're my soul mate. We were made for each other.”
“You're a wolf?”
“Yes.”
“Prove it.” I smirked.
He shrugged and took his shirt off. I snor
ted. In the blink of an eye, a six-foot tall wolf was standing in front of me instead of Ty. It was as black as night, but had Ty's eyes.
I ran.
Yes bolted, what else was I supposed to do?
I could see the house and I ran in. I wiped my tears and went into Ty's room. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs.
“Whoa, Arrabella what's wrong?” Carter asked.
“Nothing, please drive me home.”
“I don't know Aria.” He sighed.
“PLEASE!” I pleaded.
“Carter, get out,” Ty said, walking into the living room. Carter glanced at me and left.
“Aria you told me to show you.”
“You were lying to me this entire time!” I shouted.
“No, I wasn't.” He groaned.
“Yes, you were Ty. I told you everything and you kept this from me. You know what? I don't even want to be your stupid mate!” I shouted.
I watched relief, sadness, and then anger flash over his face.
“Don't say that.”
“Go find someone else to lie to,” I replied.
“I'm not lying to you nor have I. I knew you would freak out.”
I watched as he came closer. I took a step back. I regretted it when sadness filled his eyes.
“I don't want to be near you right now,” I whispered.
He nodded.
I went back upstairs but I didn't go to Ty's room. I went into the room where Ty and I play video games. I didn't want to play; I just wanted to lie in one of the bean bags.
I plopped down on the black one and shut my eyes. Ty is a wolf, a freaking animal. That means Carter is one too, and everyone in this house! I've been living in a house full of them.
Though I feel safe here, I feel unsafe at the same time.
I really like Ty but he has anger problems, and I know he would never hurt me, but he has the power to physically or mentally.
“Aria?” A voice asked.
I opened my eyes to find Carter standing in the doorway.
“Hey.”
“Are you okay?”
“You're a wolf?”
“Yes.” He chuckled.
“Is that why you let Ty boss you around?”
He laughed and then sat down across from me.
“He is the alpha.”
I nodded.
“You know we've all been wolves the entire time. You shouldn't be scared or worried. You are safe here.”
“I know.” I sighed.
“So why are you still scared?”
“If Ty is a wolf then he's really strong, and I knew he was strong before, but he gets really angry sometimes,” I whispered.
I gasped.
“What's wrong?”
I held up my finger to tell him one minute.
I tried to get my breathing under control. Talking about this made me remember how strong my dad was and how weak I was.
I tried to steady my breathing.
“Aria?” Carter asked.
Ty came bursting through the doors.
“SHERRY!” he yelled.
He came over and sat near me.
Not by me, just near. Sherry came in with the mask. I pushed her away, but Ty came over and held my arms behind my back.
She put the mask on me and I started drifting away.
I woke up in Ty's room. I looked over and saw him sitting on the bed, but away from me.
“Why did you do that?”
“You couldn't breathe.”
“I could have controlled it.”
“Arrabella, your face was turning blue,” he groaned.
“Tyson, I'm not a child. You can't make that decision for me.”
“Aria, you couldn't breathe. I can't see you like that and not do anything.” He sighed.
I rolled my eyes. Really Ty great plan; he's making me weak! Now I'm pretty much trapped in his room with him because I can't walk.
“I don't want to be in here.”
“Where do you want to be?”
“I don't care, just not here.”
He got off the bed and eagerly reached for me.
“No,” I said, pushing his hands away.
“Ar, you can't walk.”
Dammit, I don't want to feel the sparks between us.
“Fine,” I muttered reaching for him. He smirked and then picked me up and carried me to the room across the hall.
It had purple walls and a queen-sized bed.
He set me down on the bed.
“I'll be right back.”
I nodded and then I leaned back against the pillows and shut my eyes.
“Here.” I heard Ty say.
He had a bowl of soup in his hands.
“Can you put it on the nightstand? I'm not that hungry.”
“You haven't eaten in a while.” He worriedly added, setting the bowl on the nightstand.
“I'll eat it later,” I promised.
He nodded.
“I'll be across the hall. If you need me yell.”
“Okay, thanks Tyson.”
“Yeah,” he added, walking out of the room.
I knew he was upset but I thought we both needed some time away from each other.
I want to be with Ty. I know that. Ty may only want to be with me because his wolf tells him to? I mean how crazy does that sound? If Ty weren’t a wolf he would probably be with Claire. He would have ignored me like the others.
Maybe it is fate.
I mean I miss him and he is right across the hall. When did things get so complicated?
Chapter 15
Dear Diary,
Ty is a wolf. His wolf tells him we are mates, soul mates.
I think I'm going to sleep in a different room tonight, in this room across the hall with the purple walls.
I just don't know what to think anymore.
I will tell you when I decide how I feel about all this...
~Aria
I put my diary back in my backpack and pulled out Twilight. The book seems real now. I picture Ty as Jacob, however the vampire is winning.
“Hey Ar,” I heard Ty call.
I looked up and then set my book down.
“Are you, or do you, can you just come to bed?” he stuttered.
“I think I want to sleep in here tonight,” I whispered.
“Is it because you can't walk?” he asked hopefully.
“No,” I carefully answered. I watched pain fill his features.
“Is it because you're mad at me or because you are scared of me?”
“I don't know Tyson.”
“You don't know?”
“How I feel,” I clarified.
“Are you scared of me right now?”
“Yes,” I carefully answered.
“Why? Ar you know I would never hurt you.”
“You're scary when you're mad or when you don't get what you want,” I whispered. I knew he heard me. It actually explains a lot. When my voice was barely audible to myself Ty could always hear me, because he's a wolf so he has spectacular hearing.
“I never want you to be scared of me, but I don't think you are Aria.”
“What?”
“You're a strong person. You came here away from your dad. You find out I'm a werewolf and here I stand in the same room as you. You talked to me when you wouldn't to anyone else. I was the first person to make you laugh and smile in a long time, or even to hug.”
“Ty,” I started to say.
“That is why I am completely and unconditionally in love you with you. It has nothing to do with my wolf.”
I gasped. Ty is in love with me?
LOVE!
Love?
Love.
Ty loves me. Do I love Ty?
“Say something,” he pleaded.
“Ty I-I,” I stammered.
“Don't say it back until you feel it. I just want to let you know I'm not going anywhere and I will always be here for you. Tonight it may be across the hall, but know you can come to
me anytime and I will be waiting.”
“Good night Ar,” he added before leaving .
I breathed in and out a few more times. Pull yourself together Arrabella!
I sighed. I like Ty a lot, but love? It is a foreign thing to me. I don't know what it is like to be loved or what it's like to love. I mean I guess I love Trevor but I never experienced it because he was gone before I even got to say hi.
My dad never said I love you. My mom did, but it wasn't like how Ty just said it and not just because he means it in a different way.
When Ty said it, it felt, magical. Like no matter what, I'm safe. Safe.
I really wanted to go to Ty's room. I didn't like being across the hall. However, he was right earlier: I still can't walk, but maybe some space will be good for us. I could handle space. I just have to think of something else.
No Ty thoughts starting now. . .
* * *
I woke up cold, but I didn't feel alone. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock that read five in the morning. I looked over and sighed when Ty wasn't there, but that was my fault.
Then why do I feel Ty's presence? It wasn't until I looked down when I saw Ty asleep on the floor!
He looked so peaceful; I threw a pillow at his face and laughed.
“Arrabella?” he asked, sitting up.
“Why are you in here?”
“I missed you and I wanted to make sure you didn't leave or anything.” He sheepishly admitted.
“I still can't walk Ty,” I said, rolling my eyes.
I watched as concern and some pain flashed through his eyes.
“It didn't wear off yet?”
“Nope.” I shrugged, yawning.
“You should go back to sleep.”
“What's wrong?”
“Hmm?”
“What's wrong?” I repeated.
“If you could walk, would you leave?”
“No,” I replied.
“Okay.” He shrugged, lying back down on the floor.
“Why would you think that?” I asked. Oh because I just said that.
“It was sarcasm Ty. Even if my legs worked I wouldn't leave.” I laughed.
“Okay Aria, I just worry.” He chuckled.
“I know you do.” I sighed.
“Night Arrabella,” he sang.
“Hey Ty?”
“Yeah.”
“You can sleep up here, if you want to.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Yes.”
“Great.” He chuckled.
“You would have ended up here anyways.” I accused.
