Enchanted Betrayal

Chapter 14.

When we got back to my room, we got under the covers and just lay there together. Our naked bodies entwined, enjoying our quality time together.

"You know we're going to have to get things organised soon, don't you?" Jacob said, breaking the silence.

"I know, I just want to enjoy today with you. Things have moved a bit faster than originally intended and my head needs time to catch up."

We soon fell asleep cuddling each other. I felt so safe in his arms. Cuddling Jacob is like cuddling a giant bear, he's warm, protective and I know he'd do anything for me. And yes I realise that he's a wolf and not a bear but the sentiment is the same.

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I woke up some time later, not realising again that I had passed out. Jacob is such a radiator, I don't think we will ever need a blanket ever again.

I put my arms above my head on the bed and stretched like I’d never stretched before. I feel so free. I feel complete. I feel like I could conquer pretty much anything I set my mind to.

With renewed confidence in myself, I stood up and headed towards the bathroom to do my business.

After I had finished, I pretty much bounced towards my closet, wondering what I should wear.

I need something comfy, but cute. Practical but versatile and easily replaceable in case it gets ruined.

My name is Roxy Alderidge and I’m a shopaholic. Hee hee.

I put on a pair of three quarter length leggings, with a pair of cute hot pant shorts. And I paired it with gladiator sandals and a strappy V-neck tank top. I decided to put my hair in a messy bun instead of trying to tame the mass destruction that is my hair. Honestly, the majority of the time, I could think of how I would want my hair to look and it would go in the complete opposite direction. There would be tendrils of hair sticking out all over the place and no matter how much product I put in it, it just wouldn't behave itself. You guys know what I’m talking about right? Of course you do. I don't bother putting too much make up on, as I don't like feeling like a Barbie doll.

I bounce my way down the stairs and practically landed with a massive ta da at the bottom. Thankfully no one bothered to look my way except for Beth.

This is why I love Beth, she sees my crazy and doesn't care one bit. She loves me anyway, including all my crazy.

“What’s got into you?” Beth eyes me suspiciously. “No way. He got into you, didn't he?”

I smiled sheepishly at her.

“You slut!”

“Shhhh! Oh my goddess, you are so embarrassing.” I exclaimed, giggling.

“Dish! How was it? Did he fulfil your wildest fantasies? Did he live up to his BIG reputation?” Beth is completely in gossip mode. And to be honest, right now, I really don’t care. It’s nice to be a gossipy girl, every now and then. It helps remind me that I’m perfectly normal. That just because I had something traumatic happen to me, I can still get on with things and live my life to its fullest.

“Well, put it this way. YES!!! To all of the above girl.” I answered, giggling like a school girl.

“Ooh girl, you're such a slut. Come on hooker, let’s boot it. We have men to ogle.” Beth grabs my arm and pulls me out the front door.

We're walking arm in arm, towards the pack house when Mr Octopus pops up out of nowhere like a fresh dawn daisy.

Ugh, f**k my life. Why is he here? What the hell does he want this time?

“Hey Roxy. How are you?” Mr Octopus asked. I eyed him with caution and waited for him to continue. “OK, I suppose I deserve the silent treatment.”

“This isn't the silent treatment. I'm just wondering, what the hell do you want from me? Every time I see you, you’re always after something. So come on, spill. What do you want from me this time?”

“I'm sorry.”

“What?” I stared at him in disbelief. What the f**k did he just say? “Are you feeling OK? You didn't bang your head or anything did you? Do we need to call the pack doctor for you or something? The great David Smith couldn’t possibly have apologised to me.”

“OK, I deserve that.”

“You're damn right you do. Do you not remember the last time I saw you? You tried to get me in your bed!”

“I know, I know. I'm an asshole. I need to confess something to you. Can we talk in private please?” He looked pointedly at Beth and I gripped her arm harder.

Please, please, please don’t leave me on my own with Mr Creepy.

“No, anything you have to say, you can say in front of Beth. There is no way I’m going to ever be left alone with you. Even if it is for 30 seconds."

David stood there staring at me. I don't think he understood that I was actually extremely serious about not being left alone with him.

He takes a few deep breaths and looks me straight in the eye.

“I want to explain something to you. And I need you to try and understand and see things for how they are and not what everyone is telling you.” He said with worry etched all over his face.

“OK, I’m listening.” I fold my arms over my chest. Trying to act brave even though my heart felt like it was trying to beat its way out of me.

“The stories that you've heard about me. The ones where I’ve apparently slept with everything that’s got a p***y and a pair of t**s. Well... those are all lies. I know you don't believe me, but it’s true. It all started a few years ago. I was at a party and I was hanging out with Jordan. I was quite happy getting drunk, partying, having fun and then Jordan decided that it was time for me to lose my virginity. I really didn't want to. I wanted to save it for my mate. I wanted to save all of my firsts for my mate. And Jordan knew this. He just didn't care. As you know, he's extremely self-obsessed and everything has to be about him, including his friends. We all have to be like him. He said that it was high time I dipped my d**k and he didn't care that he picked the packs biggest w***e to do the job. Anyway, Jordan went off and grabbed Charlotte and the next thing I know, we’re being shoved into a room and she's got her disgusting paws all over me. I don't think I’ve ever felt so sick in all my life. She quite literally made my skin crawl.”

“Well duh. You were going to pop your cherry with the village bike.” Beth interrupted.

“Shhhh, let him continue. Why did she make your skin crawl?”

“I grabbed her hands and pulled them towards my chest and just held them there. She was still trying to kiss me and honestly, her perfume was making me want to be sick all over her. So I told her my secret. I had to. It was the only way I could think of to get her off of me."

“And what secret is that, I wonder?”

“Beth, shut up! Can’t you see that this is hard enough for him without you interrupting him every two seconds?”

“ Anyway, my secret is. That I’m... I’m... I’m gay. I've been terrified of coming out because I know that people will treat me differently. I just want to live a normal life. Like everyone else. Fall in love, get married, adopt a few kids and live out my life with my mate. When I told Charlotte, I expected her to laugh at me. Shun me. Think I was disgusting. But she didn't say anything at all. I started feeling panicky, my palms were so sweaty. I thought she was going to leave the room and tell everyone. But no. Instead, she pulled me into a hug and I didn't realise I was holding in so much tension. She called me the biggest i***t for having such a loser as a friend and we ended up sitting on the bed, talking for hours. I told her who I had a crush on. I told her how long I’d been in love with this person for. And I ended up crying on her shoulder. I never realised how much of a nice person she is. The thing that I’m most afraid of, is telling my parents. Will they still love me after I tell them? Will they exile me from the family?" David looked at me with tears pooling in his eyes. "Charlotte and I came up with a plan to spread it around that I screwed her brains out and that I was now addicted to pussy."

"Why now? Why tell me?"

"Because you're trustworthy and you deserve an apology. I acted like a d**k and I shouldn't have. Please forgive me."

"No. I won't forgive you. At the end of the day, what you did was wrong. And just because you're gay doesn't give you the right to behave the way you did. But... I'm willing to work on it. I'm willing to work on a friendship with you. So long as you promise to come clean and tell your parents who you really are."

"Alright, you have yourself a deal. I'll tell them who I really am when I'm ready and not before."

"And that's all I will ever ask of you."