The Broken Werewolves: The Human Mate (LGBT)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Marcus Pierce

My mate remains antsy as I watch him expectantly; I am eager to know his dirty little secret, the thing that he hasn't shared with anybody. If he isn't sharing it, then probably it's really embarrassing. Nigel bites his lower lip, and that action nearly has me moaning but I hide it with a fake cough, hoping that he won't notice. He doesn't. Nigel is too busy thinking that the only time he blinks is when I snap my fingers in front of his face. His adorableness makes me want to wrap my arms around him tight and kiss him with all my might. But sadly I can't do that right now.

Finally he lets out a breath and immediately I feel guilty for putting him through this. I mean, we aren't even close yet here I am, asking for him to tell me something that he hasn't shared with anyone. For selfish reasons. I just want to get to know him more. I feel like I want to be above anything else for him. I know that it will take a lot of time for him to realize that he feels something for me (and I already see that but he just doesn't see it yet), but I can't help but feel that this is all going so slow. Kyros keeps telling me, gnawing inside me, to just claim him forcefully. But I can't do that. I always tells Kyros that it will bring no good – forcing your mate to mate with you is not really a good idea. If we do that, Nigel will probably hate and curse us to death. And I will never want that from him. The only I want from him is love and affection and recognition that I'm his mate and vice versa; that I'm his and he's mine. Is that too much to ask?

I think not. The Great Alpha and his mate keep giving the love and affection for each other; The Great Beta and his mate are in good terms and sharing everything. I want to have something in common with my friends. I want my mate so bad that it freaking hurts me. Sometimes what I just want to do is to whine and whine until I get tired, but that will not work for me. I need to make a plan, and put it into action. If I want my mate to be mine as soon as possible, then I have to act as fast as possible.

"Okay," he breathes out, his cheeks heating up as he tries to hide himself by turning his face. His whole face is flushed, and the way he moves around me is meek. Kyros purrs when he sees our mate blushing; my heart beats faster. "There's one series that I really love watching and I've been repeating, been watching it for so many times. It's my favorite series, and because it's weird for a guy like me to watch, I never share it with anyone. Until now. But you gotta promise me that when I let you know, you will never ever tell anyone. Even a soul. Pinkie promise?"

"Pinkie promise," I assure him, grinning. Nigel offers his pinkie to me and I hook mine with his, then as our skin makes contact with each other, electricity courses through our bodies. Shocked, Nigel pulls his hand back, frowning while studying his hand. Then he gives me an awkward smile. He's beginning to feel the connection we have, I think. "I will never ever tell anyone. It will be our secret, I promise."

"Good," he says, giving me a shy smile. God, I just want to feel his lips against mine. I wonder if it will be soft and what it will taste like. Does he like it rough? Does he like it soft? "It seems like you can be trusted."

Watching him eagerly, Nigel fishes his cellphone out of his pocket, staring at the screen for a couple of seconds before unlocking the screen. He opens something on his phone, then types rapidly on the screen after hitting the magnifying glass, hitting the Search Youtube.

After typing rapidly, he taps on the screen. He hasn't barely opened the video yet he's already grinning, suppressing a chuckle as he turns the mobile screen to me. At first, it's just a couple of Barbie dolls being animated, talking with each other. I watch the video intently while my mate is watching me watch what's being played on his mobile phone.

"Was it slutty of me that I gave you a hand job last night?" the Barbie girl asks the guy, whom she has been talking to since the video starts. The Barbie girl has a blonde hair, a bit messy, and is wearing a typical pink cheerleader uniform.

Then another Barbie girl comes; the new character has a brunette hair and it's braided; on top of her head is a red French hat. She's wearing an off-shoulder striped cropped top, and a short green skirt. "Hello Blaine; hello Brittany."

"Hello Saison Margeurite," Brittnay girl says in a bored tone, turning her face so she wouldn't look at Saison. Though they don't really wear expressions on their faces, considering they're just a mere dolls being animated, if this were to happen in real life, I'm going to assume that this Brittnay girl hates the guts of Saison Margeurite.

"Eh, Brittany, do you have an extra, how do you say, 'hair tie'?" Saison asks Brittnay. Her French accent is thick.

Brittnay turns her face towards Saison and says in a bitchy tone "Why do you say 'how do you say' before words you clearly know how to say?" She scoffs. Saison just watches her. "Jennifer McMinnimen says you're not even from France. You're from Montreal."

Beside me, Nigel's shoulders are already shaking as he tries hard to suppress his laugh. His face is already beet red. His reaction is so cute and adorable. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip, then gives me the phone as his shoulders are now shaking visibly, making it harder for me to watch the show.

Saison just ignores Brittnay and turns towards Blaine, the guy whom Brittnay has been talking to. "Blaine, I saw you in your American football game on Friday. You were magnifique!"

"Oh, actually, that was Tanner Christiansen." Blaine replies. "He's first on the depth chart. I'm second string."

"Stop trying to change the subject, Saison Margeurite." Brittnay butts in irritably, putting her hands on her hips as she stares at Saison. Saison asks what subject and Brittnay continues "The subject that you are not from France, but instead you are from Montreal." Saison says that it isn't true, that Jennifer McMinnimen cannot be trusted. "Actually, Jennifer McMinnimen hasn't told a lie since the third grade, so, um, yeah, she can be trusted, you i***t! She's so from Montreal." Saison leaves without saying anything to Blaine or to Brittnay.

Blaine butts in. "Hey, if it's okay, do you think you could give me another hand job tonight?" Brittnay sighs, saying I guess, irritation clear in her voice. "Ah sweet!"

"But in exchange for that, you have to watch a whole of episode of Glee with me. Yay, Glee!" Brittnay cheers, raising her arms up in the air. After a few seconds, Saison Margeurite returns and says she realized that she came over the locker room where Blaine and Brittnay are talking to get her chemistry book but she never got it so she came back to get it back, adding the how do you say statement before clearly saying the word "now". "'Now'. That's exactly you say 'now', Saison Margeurite. Which you clearly know how to say because you just said it! So don't say 'how do you say' before s**t you clearly know how to say." Then Saison agrees, giggling along with Blaine. "Everyone knows you're from Montreal."

By this line, Nigel cannot take it any longer – he goes on full blown laugh mode, where he throws his head back, eyes tearing up. I admit, the show is really funny, but I'm too caught up watching my mate than to focus my attention on the show. He looks really happy, enjoying the show too much. His smile calms me and Kyros and just by seeing his smile, it's enough to make me really happy. So happy that I can't hide the genuine and bright smile tugging into my lips.

The show continues to go on while my mate keeps snickering. Saison goes back to her chemistry class since she already has gotten the book. Blaine then asks Brittnay if he can get a blowjob instead if he watches an episode of Glee and an episode of Gossip Girl with her, which makes Brittnay says that it's not even a fair trade since Blaine likes Gossip Girl. Blaine denies it hesitantly, then another character – a new Barbie doll with a red hair who loves Gossip Girl so much – enters the room with a book in her hand, singing about how she loves the show so much, then Brittnay yells at her.

I laugh along with my mate.

Rachel Tice, the name of the redhead girl, cries. Saison Margeurite comes back, stating that she thought that it was her third period and her teacher reminded that it's just a second period; the reason why she went back is to get her Algebra book. Brittnay shoots Saison a death glare. Blaine asks Saison if she wants to go on a date with him, which makes Brittnay question him and say 'what?!' Saison asks if Blaine is suggesting a menage a trois, adding a 'how do you say' before speaking the French word, but since Brittnay and Blaine have broken up, they make fun of Brittnay.

Laughing hard when Brittnay says in a bitchy way, venom coating her voice "Really? You're really asking how to say 'menage a trois'? It's a f*****g French word, you little bitch." My mate leans into me, shoulders shaking violently as he keeps laughing. Saison says her people know about the suffering, which makes Brittnay butt in and say "Oh, and what people are those? The Montrealeans?" Then Saison responds, telling Brittnay the people who invented the French kiss, then Blaine and Saison begin to make out in front of Blaine.

"Bet that was better than some second rate hand job," Saison chimes.

"Who the f**k said my hand jobs are second rate?!" Brittnay yells, then Saison tells the names. "Connor Davarnan said my hand jobs are second rate? Oh when I get through with that piece of s**t, he's gonna wish his parents went through with that move to St. Louis!" Then Saison and Blaine begin to make out more. Brittnay waits for them to stop, and once they do, she says "And for the record, Saison Margeurite, I do not just give hand jobs. I also let boys f**k me in my butthole, okay? Not my growler, but my butthole. Because I am saving my virginity for someone special, and that's not you, Blaine." Then she leaves. Blaine asks what the f**k a growler is, then that's the end of the show.

"Oh my f*****g God, I can't breathe," Nigel says through laughs as he holds his stomach, as if that would stop him from laughing so hard. He topples over, falling into the ground and I join him, wanting to be closer. "I love Brittnay Matthews so much. She's a total sassy b***h. The Queen b***h. But Saison says her name as Bri-ta-nny. I love her. I love this show."

"I love you," I whisper, then my eyes widen. Nigel stops laughing, his eyes boring into mine. His eyes are wide, and he's no longer laughing or smiling. Then I laugh awkwardly, scratching the back of my neck. "I love it! I love this. I love her, too."

Then Nigel chuckles, shaking his head. "It was weird. I heard you say you love me, but I guess that's what it does if I show people my favorite series."

"Then don't share it," I say, chuckling. "Just share it with me."

"Aren't you a selfish human being," he chortles, rolling his eyes. "Come on in my room, I've still got to show you my movies." He stands up, brushing the dust off of his butt, then motions for me to follow him, which I immediately do. He leads me to his room. God, it's too early to make confessions, I yell at myself.