the next generation

A sleepless night to come

As I tried to wipe away the mascara of my cheeks, Matthew came back to the library. "Come with me". Matthew always looked a little sad or angry. I stood up and followed him to the guestroom. On the bed was a beautiful night gown, a toothbrush, a brush and make up remover. On the chair next to the small table in the room were some clothes for tomorrow. "Are you okay like this?" he asked me on a serious tone. "Yes, Matthew, thank you so much. I hope your girlfriend won't mind.". I could see a small smile appear on his face the moment I mentioned her. "She is the sweetest person alive, you can use everything she possesses.".  I smiled at him, "you must miss her a lot hm?". He looked down and back up at me again. "It hurts me to be away from her.". On that note he left the room. I was glad I could finally have a conversation with him. Now I would feel less awkward around him, since he is quite the appearance in a room. I looked around and sat on the bed. I let out a sigh and realized that this is all I have now. I hope my belongings are still okay.. at least my clothes, books and laptop. I never really owned much. Never really needed a lot of things to be happy, but all I own had some kind of special meaning to me. As it was getting late I decided to go to the kitchen for a glass of water. After that I would go off to bed and try to get some sleep. I would be a long day tomorrow and the thought of seeing my house in ruins.. I let out another sigh as I stood up and walked down the staircase. Before turning to the kitchen, I heared some voices. Nate. 

"Father, you can't do this. You can't disobey me like this. You know that". Nate said with a serious, almost angry tone. 

"I can't let her sleep outside, and so can't you. You will have to deal with this Nate, rather you like it or not. You have to put her needs above yours.". They were arguing about me. I knew Nate had some kind of problem with me but did he really want to let me sleep on the streets. Or in the forest? I started to get mad. I tried to hold in my breath and hear the rest of the conversation.

"You know her body will react to our presence. You know that I won't be able to back down for to long. What if she is going into h..". Nate's father intterupted his sentence. "You will have to compose yourself. She needs to find out the whole  truth first. She needs to be able to make a decision without our interferences.". Suddenly they stopped talking. They probably knew I was standing here, so I entered the kitchen as if I heard nothing. "Nate, Oliver, I want to thank you both once more. I really appreciate all of this. I will just grab some water and go to bed. It will be a long day tomorrow.". I smiled at Oliver and then turned my head to Nate. He was looking very intensly at me, probably wondering if I heared there conversation. Well, if he could hate me so much that he had a problem with me being here, two can play that game. I looked at him as if he was just another man. He would not get my lingering eyes anymore. I walked passed him and bumped softly against his arm as I grabbed a glass. I turned my back towards him and got myself some water and walked out of the kitchen. "Goodnight Oliver". I said while walking out. I heard Oliver respond as Nate said nothing. I hoped it worked. I changed into Monica's nightgown and tried to go to sleep. 

*Nate's POV"

When Matthew told me that Elisabeth would stay the night I freaked out. My mate would sleep under the same roof as me. How could they expect me to not make a move on her if she would be sleeping here? I can always smell her around the house. Her smell lingers in the library especially. Josh had his hearing abilities, but I could smell everything ten times better than most. I also was a lot faster and stronger. Not that Elisabeth may find out about it yet. I went to search my father as I found him in the kitchen. "Father!" I growled. I was so mad at him. I might be his son, but I am also his Alpha, so he must obey me. The moment he asked her to stay the night he knew he would put me in a very difficult position. As I started discussing the matter with him, he did not back down. Deep down I knew he was right. I would not let her sleep outside or in any strange house for that matter. I would not let it happen, I need to know she is safe. But I just needed to let out my frustration. Suddenly her smell was stronger. She was here. My father understood what was going on the moment he saw me smelling. We stopped the conversation as she walked into the kitchen. Elisabeth thanked us for inviting her. She seemed mad at me. She looked at me as if I had hurt her. Her eyes were grey though.. She must be sad even if she is acting out of anger. My heart ached at the thought I made her sad again. f**k. What did I do? I have avoided her for weeks now. Not to hurt her, but to make sure I could compose myself to let her find out the truth first without interrupting. She bumped into me as she grabbed a glass of water. I need to hold her. Tell her what is going on. I looked at my father and he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking as he was shaked his head to tell me off. She left the kitchen and went to bed. I walked out the kitchen, out the house. Seated myself in the garden on my favorite bench. It was just under her bedroom window. If I would go back into the house, into my bedroom.. I would not be able to sleep. I know she is right there. Longing for me. I know she is. I sighed and tried to compose my mind. I have to find peace with the situation. Tomorrow morning I will go to her house, grab her belongings and ask her to stay with us for the long run. Maybe I could fix up her house myself. That way I can deside how long the process will take. Maybe if she finds out the truth before the house is done, she will stay with me. Maybe she will realize that we were ment to happen all along and she won't be afraid of me. Just maybe.. I looked at the clear sky filled with stars. The night sky can always calm me down. I guess I will stay here for the rest of the night. 

* End Nate's POV". 

I laid in the bed for hours, it was so comfortable but somehow I could not fall asleep. Nate kept wondering my mind. Why was he avoiding me? Why was he hating me? I remember the day I first came by the house. He could not take his hands of me. That moment in his bedroom flashed before my eyes. How close we were. Maybe he was still hurt because I was a bit afraid of him. Still, that would not make sense. Even after that moment he kept holding me and hugging me. I really felt like he wanted to be with me, to get to know me and understand me. He felt like the home I was missing all my life. Even when my parents were still alive I always were different from the other kids. Not only because of my eyes, but I just felt different. As if I was missing out on something. The conversation between Nate and Oliver kept playing in my mind as well. What truth were they talking about? Was there some sort of family secret? Maybe they were in some kind of bad bussiness. I still do not know what they all do for a living and they don't really seem to work a lot, since most of them are home most of the thime. Maybe they are scared I don't want to be a part of their family if i find out they are doing something illegal. They would not be druglords of something right? No, that can't be the case. Drugs aren't really a thing in our little town. That was more of a city thing. The longer I was awake, the further my mind roamed. What was he talking about when he said I might be going into H..? I suddenly was angry at Oliver for cutting his sentence short. Now I could never find out what he talked about. I decided to get out of bed and walked to the window. I opened it to get some fresh air and look at the night sky. It can always calm my thoughts so I would be able to sleep. As I looked down out of the window, I could see Nate. He was sitting at a bench in the middle of the night. What was he doing? I decided not to ask him, I was supposed to be angry at him, not concerned. For moments I was doubting my decision and went back to bed. After another sleepless hour I walked to the window again. Nate was still sitting there. What the hell? I had enough of this. I put on my shoes and walked out of my bedroom towards the garden.