Unreachable
1802 Words
The moment I realize Gray knows I'm here, I do what any sane person would do: run.
I run straight to my room and I'm so shocked that I don't even think about Bastian and Angie having sëx. I bury my face in my pillow and scream at the top of my lungs because I have so many feelings inside me I don’t know what to do with them. So many emotions. And arousal, unfortunately, is one of the most prominent.
My phone starts ringing on the small piece of furniture on the side of the bed and Gray's name appears on the screen along with a picture of his handsome face. Of course I don't answer it. I don't plan on ever talking to him again.
I stay with my face buried in my pillow for the rest of the night, regretting being so me.
I don't know if I slept or not because I don't feel tired and my eyes were closed most of the night, but my mind never stopped working, so I'm not sure. I just know it's morning because Lion knocks on my door like he does every day, except this time I don't get excited and don't get up right away.
"Did you oversleep?" Lion asks when he opens my door, "Midnight, you have to wake up, it's getting late.”
"No," I groan, not moving my face, "I don't want to. I can't function today."
"What's the matter, are you feeling sick? Did you eat cheese again?"
"No, it's not that," I mumble, embarrassed and lift my face a little to look my father in the eyes, "I don't want to see a certain person because of a certain thing that happened."
"Is this about what you did yesterday at the club?" he asks and I raise my head because how the hell can he know? "Gemma complained about you on social media. Because of you Regina's brother got arrested. Now Redboxinggloves knows and is saying a lot of things about you."
"No way," I groan in pain for several seconds, and Lion makes an uncomfortable sound, "Just leave me here. I can answer the calls on my phone anyway. I don't want to see that person and I definitely don't want to see anyone else in that gym from hell."
"Hey, don't insult my business. It's not my fault that the people who go are this way, it's not my fault that everyone knows each other. I swear some people only sign up for the amount of drama and not for me or working out."
"I understand... but can I stay here? I don't want to see anyone."
"I guess you can. But today is payday and you're lucky you're the boss's daughter, so..." he pulls his wallet out of his sweatpants and hands me a card, "Don't go crazy, but I guess you can go with Angie to buy clothes and whatever else you want. Within reason, of course."
"Thank you!" I squeal, feeling my eyes start to sparkle and my emotions start to balance again.
"Like I said, it's the least I can do," he murmurs with some discomfort, "Oh, and we're going to have dinner with Elena today, she's my girlfriend too. She's sweet and cute, you'll like her. But... as usual, you can't mention..."
"I know, Lion. None of your other women. Don't worry about it," I sit on the bed and smile at him, "Just out of curiosity, is Gray going to be at this dinner? It's nothing special, I just want to know."
Lion gives me a knowing look.
"He's the person you don't want to see?" he asks and I try to shake my head, but he just stares at me like he knows I'm lying so I give up. I need to work on my poker face urgently, "What happened? Your wolf is acting weird again? You need to tell me. Gray is part of the family, we have dinner together every day... we're together every day. I don't want there to be any problems between you."
"It's not a problem, I just did something embarrassing and I don't want to see him today okay?"
"Fine, whatever, but I'm not going to let you act like an irreverent teenager tomorrow, you only have permission to do it today," he points a finger at me and raises his eyebrows as if he’s saying something very parental, "I suffered enough with Angie and I'm not going to do it again with you. Just go and buy things that will make you feel better, but don't lose that damn card because it's got a lot of money on it and it's not personal, anyone could use it."
"I'll be very careful," I press the card to my chest and hold it like that until he leaves my room, then I eagerly get up and walk over to Angie's room to beg her not to go to work today and spend the whole day with me.
The number on Lion's card has a two, three sixes, a four, four sevens, two zeros, two ones and four nines. Can you believe it? Just seeing that number makes me nervous.
I know today is going to be a horrible day because I'm going to be looking at those stupid sevens and stupid nines today that I just needed to look at twos and fours and think about the good things in the world.
Angie pretends to be really sick when she calls her boss and lets me take whatever I want from her closet to get ready, then we go to eat breakfast at the coffee shop which, I now know, belongs to Bastian.
After eating a bunch of fruit and a big piece of cake for breakfast, I venture to check my notifications just to make sure I haven't missed any calls from Lion. I haven't, but surprisingly, there are a lot of people talking to me on Twitter.
I don't understand how, because I made my account and had to put my information on it for RedBoxingGloves to accept me, but I never followed anyone or did anything fancy like make any comments. After a bit of searching through my mentions, I realize how they found me.
Gray.
@GrayBull: "Please tell @MidnightVosse to take my calls :( "
Now a gaggle of people are forcing me to answer my phone. Some don't even bother to ask me, they just express how dumb they think I am. One woman in specific bothers me quite a bit, and not because of what she called me but because she is so misinformed and makes me anxious.
@JessiLacy: "@GrayBull call me instead, I'll let you do whatever you want to me. Forget the human."
@MidnightVosse: "@JessiLacy I'm only half-human. Get informed."
I regret answering that as soon as I send it, but there's nothing to be done about it anymore.
And then I realize that report I read four months ago was true. When a person starts a day in a bad way, everything will go wrong for them. I think it's suggestion more than anything else, but it's true. I now have 1,201 followers and all the people are going crazy over my one tweet.
They're calling me weird and human, obviously just to annoy me, but it's worse when they call me half-wolf.
Gray keeps calling me and Bax starts texting me on his behalf.
‘You don't have to be embarrassed, Mid. Gray says he really enjoyed it.’
I don't know what to say back to that, so I just feel worse and, as a result, everything starts to go worse in my life.
When we finish breakfast I get up from my chair and accidentally push a waiter to the floor.
He had some plates with food in his hand and, thanks to me, everything ended up being wasted.
"Move, Mid!" Angie exclaims and pulls me by the arm to get me out of the café even though the right thing to do would have been to help the poor guy, "God, why did you stand there like that?"
"I wanted to help him," I mutter, but she just rolls her eyes at me and unlocks Lion's truck, "Everything is going wrong for me today."
"That's life, things go wrong for me all the time and I've learned to live with that," she shrugs and gets into the van. I sigh heavily and do the same, "When I say we've been through extreme things because of Lion and Gray, I'm serious. Sometimes I do dumb things too but it's nothing compared to them. Bastian is the only normal one."
"Bastian is perfect."
"I know," she replies, and smiles a little just thinking about him, "He really is. Maybe because he had to mature from a very young age to take care of Grayson. I mean, Gray is better now, but a few years ago he was... insufferable. I love him, I really do, Grayson is one of the most important people in my life but we just couldn't stand him. We had to tell him to shut up at least a hundred times a day and force him to sit still."
"What changed?"
"He changed. He matured, I guess, or maybe he just got over his problem little by little, although it's still present sometimes," she says, and keeps driving, looking at the road and not at me. My phone starts ringing once again but now it's an unknown number. I decide to ignore it too and instead of focusing on that, I ask Angie what the story is with Gray's mother, "Ah, Alicia. Maybe the worst mother I've ever known."
"Was she really bad? I heard some things about her and the other woman, Harriet. Grayson called them 'a drug addict and a rapist' I'm hoping that's an exaggeration."
"As far as I know, Harriet didn't rape anyone, but if Gray feels that way then it's not my place to say she wasn't. Gray has to tell you about that. And Alicia started doing drugs when she was pregnant with Gray," she starts, and is about to continue but my phone rings again, "Answer it or put it on silent! It's starting to annoy me."
I take it in my hands to put it on silent but I see it's the same unknown number and I start to think that maybe it has nothing to do with Gray and it's just someone trying to renew their membership or something.
"Good morning, you're calling Beast Maker."
"No, I'm calling Mid," Gray says and my breath catches in my lungs, "Listen, I just want you to know that…”
I hang up on him.
I'm not ready to deal with that.
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