***Ivy***
True to my thoughts, he never came after me, and that, I think, drove the pain deeper. What if I were truly hurt? Would he come looking for me? Would he care and fuss over me like he does her?
I shook my head,
I didnt go far, I stayed close to the house, and far enough from the borders so the patrol wouldn't mistake me for a rogue. After about an hour or so, I decided to go back home. I was happy to see he wasnt there; his car was gone.
Opening the back door, I waited a minute to see if anyone was there. When I was met with silence, I pushed the door open, stepping in, walking through, heading to the bedroom. I needed some clothes, I saw the mess in the living room, of course, no one could be bothered to clean it up. Once I was dressed and had cleaned up the mess, I was in the kitchen when I heard the door slam open,
I was scooped up and held tightly to his chest. My body stiffened at his touch, pushing against his shoulders. he set me down, and I quickly stepped away from him, needing space.
"Ivy, please," He reached for me, but I held my hands up,
"Dont, you dont get to act like this and say these things to me, if you were so worried, where have you been?" I signed, my hands moving quickly and sharply. I was mad, and I wanted him to know it. I may not be able to speak, but I can show it another way.
"I tried linking you, im sorry, I got held up at the clinic."
I raised my brows, I knew something had happened when I returned, finding the table broken and the little drops of blood on the floor.
"Let me guess, she needed you," Short, and quick jerks on my hands, when I signed,
His face fell, "In a way, yes, she kept getting upset and... I.. You know she sometimes cant calm down,"
He was so blind, or he just didnt want to see it. She could act I would give her that, and his mother who thought she was being so subtle with the little pushes and the oh she needs you crap, And like a puppet he fell for it hook line ans sinker,
Taking in a deep breath,
"Brandon, I dont think I can handle this anymore." My hands were moving slowly so he wouldn't misread what I was saying. His eyes widened he went to move, but I shook my head. He stopped, but kept his eyes on me,
"I should not have to fight for your attention, we are mates, Us," I moved my finger between the two of us, "I know she is your brother mate, but that's just that, His mate, not yours,"
I paused, letting him take in what I was saying,
He nodded, "I know that." His voice was low, with no anger in it.
"But you are treating her like she is, and you are letting her move into my spot here in your life and house, along with your mother, I can not take the comments or the way they treat me," I could feel the tears burning in the back of my eyes, I didnt want to cry i did enough of that earlier, but i was hurting,
One tear rolled down my cheek, and I cursed it; my chin quivered as I fought to stop any more tears from falling. Brandon was in front of me in seconds, I didnt even see him move. His hands cupping my cheeks,
"Im so sorry, I didnt mean for this to be like this, Im sorry for hurting you." His forehead pressed against mine,
"Please, I can change, I promise I will,"
His voice was unsteady as he spoke,
Pulling back, I pulled my hands up between us,
"How?"
Was all I asked,
"I will make sure she knows why she is staying here, and show them that you come first. Yes, I know she is my brother's mate, but that is all. Im sorry if I got a little lost in my head. Losing him hurts, and I miss him a lot. I want the best for his pup, I dont want to let him or her down or to let him down,"
I understood how he felt, He and his brother were close, they were twins, losing him is almost like losing a mate.
"There needs to be boundaries, Brandon, I understand why you feel she needs to be here, but she needs to know I am not her maid, no more calling you from your job or off patrols, I don't even do that, Brandon, why should she?"
He watched my hands, It was hard as he wouldn't let go or let me step back. Once his hands were on me, he kept them there, I guess he thought I would run again,
"I agree, we can put those into effect, anything you want, Ivy, I will do,"
His eye bored into mine, and I could see what he was saying; he meant it, I just hoped he could stick to it. It's easy to say that now when it's just us, but when she is here and his mother, they both know how to play with him.
"Alright," My hand stopped for a second, as i took in a breath, "I will give it another try, but Brandon i want you to understand something, if this changes and it goes back to like before, I will walk, I may be just a omega but im still a person, I will not allow myself to be treated like that again, We are mates but if you forget me again I wont hesitate to leave,"
His Adam's apple bobbed as he watched what I was saying. His eyes moved up from my hands when they stopped,
"I understand, as much as it hurts to hear that, I do get it, I shouldn't be causing you pain, you should be my number one, and I will show you that you are, and I will spend the time to earn your forgiveness for how I have been acting, I will make it up to you,"
At that, he pulled me into his arms, I let my body melt into his hold, my wolf made a sound as if she was purring in my head,
No wolf wants to be at odds with their mates, it hurts our bond. She was hurting the whole time we were out running, but now being in his arms she relaxed, causing me to do the same.
He suddenly let go, bending down, scooping me up as he walked us out of the kitchen,
Seeing as my arms are around his neck, I had linked him, "What are you doing?"
He stopped looking over at me, Shutting his eyes leaning closer, "God I love hearing you in my head," He whispers.
I giggle, or choke one out, but he looks at me, a smile on his face,
"Let's go to bed," He starts walking again, "I want to hold my mate,"
"What, your mom, Clarissa," I scampered out, I hate how my voice even through linking it, broken,
He shook his head, "Both are staying at the clinic for the night, they want to monitor her, as she was bleeding, but I do not need ot be there, Im right where I need to be."
He pushes out room door open, walks over, and lays me on the bed, hovering over me,
"I love you, Ivy."
He drops his head, pressing his lips to mine, and my body hummed to life. His kisses always do that to me,
Holding my hand up when he breaks the kiss, I hold my thumb and pointer, and pink finger up to him. A big smile breaks out on his face,
"Say it, let me hear it in my head, Ivy, please,"
"Love you."
His forehead leans into mine, "Perfect,"