My Werewolf Mate is a Nerd

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

“What on Earth are you wearing?!” my mom exclaimed as I walked through the door. 

“Sarah?” Crystal squealed from behind me as she entered the house. “It’s been forever.” 

My mom and Sarah hugged.  “So, our kids…can you believe it?” 

I left the two in the living room talking and went to shower and go to bed.  I was so over this night.

I went into my bathroom and peeled the shirt I was wearing off and looked at it.  It was a size small.  A small!  My mate was skinnier than me!  Not fair! It should be the other way around.  I saw the design on the front and giggled.  It was a triangle and circle next to each other and the Triangle is saying ‘you’re pointless’ to the circle.  Well, at least he had some sort of sense of humor. Even though the shirt had been cleaned and washed, I could smell the faint scent of Joey on it.  I held it to my face and waves of emotion washed over me.  I couldn’t tell which one was worse, the lust, longing, or sadness I felt.

 I got mad and tossed the shirt on the floor, got in the shower and turned it to the hottest setting I could stand.  I just let the water pour down onto me.  It was soothing, washing away all of my mistakes and embarrassment from the night.  Oh, why had I gone to his house?  ‘Because we need to make him ours’ Scarlett said.  “Patience, remember what his mom said.”  I scolded her and she whined in my head. 

I got out of the shower and got into my pajamas and crawled into bed, and went to grab my phone, when it hit me.  Damnit!  It was with my clothes.  Back at the party in the woods! 

I sighed heavily and went downstairs.  Crystal had gone.  My parents were in the living room cuddling.  Ew gross! “Hey…so I kind of left somethings at the party I need.  Can I borrow a car or have one of you drive me back there, please?”  I stood in front of the tv so I would have their full attention.  “Can’t you grab it tomorrow?”  my dad said.  “It’s so late.” 

I looked at him.  “Seriously, Dad?  My phone is there.  And my clothes…”

“What?!”  my dad roared.  “Why were your clothes off!!! Is there someone I have to kill?” 

“No!  Calm down, dad.  I shifted for the 1st time tonight.  But, well, I didn’t think it fully through.  I ran back into town to see Joey, and um…um…I kind of shifted back and realized all my stuff was left in the woods.”  I said sheepishly. 

“So, Joey saw you naked?!  You? My little girl, NAKED?!”  He was fuming.

“Matthew.”  My mother grabbed his arm and calmed him down.  “She’s 18 and that boy is her mate.”  She gave him a look.  My dad coughed and cleared his throat.  “I know, I know. I just can’t wrap my head around it all.  Plus, she’s still my little girl…”

“I know.” Mom said patting dad’s arm. 

“Or, I have another idea.  Can one of you mind link Aidan and ask him to bring it home?  He was at the party.” I suggested.

“He was?!  My mother said puzzled and excited.

“Yeah, he said he just got back…and boy does he have some surprises for you!”  I laughed, knowing my mom was going to flip out when she saw those tattoos.  Part of me wanted to tell her right now and watch her get pissed, but it would be funnier to just see her yell at him. 

Dad’s eyes turned dark and I knew he was linking with Aidan. After a few minutes, dad said Aidan had my stuff and was bringing it back when he came home.  “And he’s found his mate.” 

“WHAT?!?!?!”  Mom jumped up from the couch!  “Oh, my sweet boy!  I wonder who it is?”  She was so happy and excited.  I wanted to tell her it was Jamie, but that wasn’t my place.  Hmm.  Now she’d probably forgive that tattoos.  Ugh.

“Well, on that note, I’m going to bed.”  I said looking at them.  “Glad one of us is happy.”  Pity Party, here I come. 

I got back to my room and was room picking up Joey’s shirt from the bathroom floor and carrying it to my bed.  Now the scent on it was a comfort.  If I couldn’t have him with me, this shirt would be a sad replacement, but it was something none the less.

I climbed under the covers and hugged the crumpled shirt to my chest.  I hoped someday, I would get to hold the real thing.  He’d probably fit in my arms like this shirt did, cause he was so tiny…and had about the same emotional range…Why?  Why didn’t he care about me?  I started to tear up.   I let my emotions go.  Soon sleep overtook my body.