Unexpected
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'Lilly's now fifteen, making Peter twenty-seven.
This is now five years after the second chapter.'
Lilly's pov.
I quickly wipe my tears away, looking through momma's drawers for Petey's key.
"It has to be somewhere around here," I mumble to myself.
I sniffle looking through mommas jewelry box.
I found it! Thank the Moon. I've tried texting and calling Petey but he's not replying or answering.
I need my best friend right now.
I think I broke my very own heart. Ughh! I'm so stupid! Petey is the only real friend I have. Everybody else is a fake.
I could tell Alice and she tell someone else, so on and so forth. Not with Petey though. He listens and never tells. We have that special type of friendship you wouldn't trade for all the gold or diamonds.
I haven't told him I've been dating this guy named Jaz. It's weird cause I tell him everything. I can't seem to tell him that though. We had only been seeing each other for about seven months. That's still a very long time to keep something from your bestie though.
I hurry and sneak out the house, sending my mom a quick text that I'm headed to Alices.
Quickly, I shift into my wolf, Sheba, and we take off through the woods. She loves to run. She likes to chase squirrels too, but bunnies are her absolute favorite.
We both want to see Petey though, so no hunting right now for her. I've just been anxious lately and on edge about every little thing.
We arrive at his front door. I shift quickly once again and take the key from my mouth to unlock the door. My hands were a tad shaky from all the anticipation.
I stepped through the door and Petey spews the beer he was drinking across the floor before I even had a chance to notice he was there. He has a lady beside him on the couch who's also in shock. Well, I guess I didn't think this completely through all the way.
I cover my breast and mutter I'm sorry, heading in an almost sprint to his bathroom to grab a towel. Embarrassment heating my face as I high tail it as fast as I could from their presence.
Oh, Moon Goddess, how embarrassing! I grab the towel, wrap it around myself and start pacing the bathroom.
This was stupid.
What was I thinking?!
I bet he's mad. I just ruined his evening with his girlfriend probably.
How stupid can I be!
Facepalm. Facepalm.
Two knocks sounded from the door. Making my heart beat even faster if it were possible.
"Princess, oh moon. I don't even know what ta f*cken say." He speaks aloud. Sounded more like he was talking to himself than to me, but whatever. I guess he may be embarrassed as well, considering the situation. We've never been nakey around each other. That would be awkward.
I open the door and peep up at him, cause he's so much more taller than me. Silently pleading to myself he isn't going to be upset about my intrusion of his privacy. I did ruin his evening with his lady friend. I can't say I'm not jealous though, because he did ignore my calls and texts obviously for another.
"I'm sorry I tried to call you and text you but you weren't answering and"
"Why have you been crying?" He asks. His tone of voice sounding rough and harsh, almost like.
"Well, see that's why I came," I choke out while fresh new tears stream down my cheeks.
"Oh, s**t" he whispers out before pushing the door open and crashing me into his chest. It's exactly what I needed. The only medicine in the world that could cure me now is just to be hugged by my best of friends.
"What the f**k happend?" He growls out as he hardens his hold on me.
"Can we talk about this another time you have company? I think I'm just gonna crash somewhere and you can call me later. Cool?" It came out sad even though I did try to sound strong and put together like my mom. His face instantly changes like I offended him.
He growls low and angry, eyes changing. I swallow hard, not knowing why he's suddenly so upset with me. I even try taking a step back for him to only clamp his palm roughly on my forearm, making me wince with the slight pain I'm unaccustomed to.
"You're not leaving in a damn towel princess." He growls, speaking through clenched teeth. I've never seen his eyes so angry towards me like this. A shiver quivers down my body, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
"Well, I'd give your d*mn towel back if I hadn't shifted before coming here. Now I have no clothes, Petey! Wow-what the hells wrong with you!" I say, angry now at his attitude. He's coming off mean towards me for Pete's sake.
"I get it. I interrupted something, but jeez." I speak out with no confidence. Sounding weak and psychotic to my own hearing. Maybe a tad hurt or a lot at the moment.
He shakes his head eyes returning. Maybe a flash of guilt.
"You can stay here take my bed. Let me find you a shirt at least."
He says softly while gently wiping the tears from my face, making me sigh in relief that we were on good terms again. He was just worried about me like always.
Completely the opposite of what he just acted like seconds ago.
Whiplash, that's what it reminds me of.
"I'm not sleeping or crashing on your bed. I will take a shirt though." I say not looking at him. My tone, I know, is a bit rude, but I can't believe he would suggest a thing like that to me.
He doesn't say anything but I can see him questioning my mood. Trying to figure me out. Weighing his options. He's always been like this with me. I like it because he's the only one that ever does.
He turns and I follow behind him to his room. He goes into his closet and grabs a white t-shirt and hands it to me. It's definitely a man's room, no doubt about it. It reaks of s****l testosterone in here a male essence. Not to mention his lady friend's scent mingled all with it which ruins it for me. It makes me a little nauseous.
Petey, grabs my chin gently, making me look into his eyes. He's never done that before and it makes my stomach flutter. My heart picks up the moment our eyes connect and it's like I'm sinking into them like a lifeline. I swallow the nervous lump in my throat. Embarrassed to know he heard it as well and can even hear my hurried heart.
I don't like this feeling. He's my best friend for Goddess sakes. He's like twelve years older than me. I can't be crushing on him EVER! Thank all that's holy, if he does notice my weirdness he doesn't show it or embarrass me any further than I already am. That's why I love him, but not like that.
He just looks into my eyes like he's searching for something. His eyes bounce between mine intensely, having me on edge in anticipation of his next move.
He nods releasing me.
What the hell was that about? I haven't a clue. I mentally scold myself once I notice my jaw is hanging open like a complete fool. Facepalm. Why are you acting like an i***t today Lilly?
"Follow me." He states already heading out the door. I follow without a word. Clearly, my emotions are all over the place right now and to speak would just embarrass me much further.
He starts for upstairs and I continue to follow after him. Why is he taking me up here?
He opens a door flipping on the light. I follow, stepping through. It's a master bedroom. Why doesn't Petey sleep in this room? It's beautifully decorated. Very warm feeling.
"You can crash here, as you call it. I'll be back in a minute to finish that conversation." He sounded annoyed. Which hurts my feelings. My throat stings at the words. He was so sweet just seconds ago and now losing his temper. It's not like him with me.
Then he walks out, leaving me to look around at my surroundings. I let out a huge sigh. I don't know if coming here was such a great idea. On the other hand, I still feel like this is where I should have come.
D*mn, the bed is for a king. It's huge. Before I let myself dive into the luxury of the room, I see a bathroom to the right.
I head in take the towel off and quickly put the shirt on. I blush as the memory replays in my mind of walking in his house butt a*sed naked.
Facepalm. Facepalm.
He returns so I walk out to meet him. He hands me a can of coke while he has a new beer bottle.
I walk over to the bed taking a seat on the bed near the end table so I can put my drink on it.
"Tell me what the hell happened now, Lilly before I f*cken lose a head gasket." He grounds out, looking down with his ticking jaw.
"Chill. I came here to talk to my friend and here your acting, a jerk then not then a jerk again." I say annoyed myself.
He paces, grabs his chin between index finger and thump, not sparing me the slightest glance while in his thoughts.
A whole minute later, he stops and hunches down before me. elbows rested upon his knees. So close, every word smells of the beer he's drinking.
"I'm sorry. One day I'll be able to tell you, but I can't tell you right now. I really am sorry so please tell me what had you so upset to steal your mom's key to my house." His eyes soften. Tone completely changed again. it just almost sounded like I made a bad decision and shouldn't have come.
"Am I not allowed to come when I need to talk to you?" My head tilts as I narrow my eyes at him sadly. I don't know why, but he's hurting my feelings. That or I'm not understanding his meaning and reasons for all his mood swings today and, most of all, he ignored my calls and texts and I really needed him!
He turns his head and looks at the wall, sighing. He's probably frustrated and what's worse is, now I feel like nothing but a child who shouldn't be bothering a grown man. I never felt this way before. I always looked at him as a friend, nothing more.
"That's not what I'm saying." He says looking back at me. His eyes sterner, along with a tightened jaw that states how serious he's trying to be. I can also see he doesn't like me to question him.
"What are you saying then, Petey? That I could of showed up while you were having s*x with another hoe and ruined your night!?" I say dramatically. I hear the jealousy in my own tone making my face heat up in return for I have no right to have these feelings over him. I sound so childish to my own ears. I can't even imagine what he thinks of my behavior!
His eyes widen and darken at my words. I tremble as I witness. I wish I could take it all back every word.
"That's none of your business, so I'm gonna let that slide this time and this time only. I am trying to find out why you were crying because I care about you princess." The first part spoken sounds dark through his clenched jaw, the second sounds more like my friend. I didn't miss the stay in your own lane about his girl and, for some reason or another, it only makes me feel more jealousy and anger rising within me and he's right, so why am I upset and bringing things up I know better than to be?
I nod.
"I and Jaz ended our relationship. I think my hearts broken." It comes out my mouth like I'm broken. My voice sounds broken. My heart feels broken. My throat and nose burn with unshed tears.
Now he looks even more angered. One look at him to see he's angry and the stupid tears burn hot trails down my cheeks, blurring my vision of him at once. He says nothing, does nothing, breaking my heart further for the day. I wouldn't have come here if I knew he would be like this.
"Ya know what I'm gonna leave. You're being weird. You're angry and I'm broken. I just needed a friend." I say as I look away from his blurry figure wiping my own eyes and sniffling my nose. My voice sounding whiny, annoying myself further.
I go to stand but he puts his hand on my shoulder making me sit.
"I didn't know you were in a relationship." He speaks through a ticking jaw. His eyes narrowed at me still in anger. I'm just done with this awful day. Done!
"Well, I don't tell you everything, Petey." I say a bit childishly."Do you want the date I became a woman or the day I shifted? How about my first kiss? I say angry cause I'm hurt and he's been mean.
"FOR THE LOVE OF THE MOON!" He yells, making my whole body jump. The room itself trembles under his exclaim. He stands to his feet, stalking over to the door. He swings it open to slam it shut. It sounds like a gun going off. That when the first sob escapes my lips. No longer can I hold back my tears or all this pain. I don't know why he's so angry. I thought he would console me. Make me happier.
I curl up in a ball and sob loudly. My best friend's mad at me. My hearts broken. What's better than to just let it all out and maybe feel better later?
I hate that he's so mad. I realize after twenty minutes he's not coming back. I doze sometime during my breakdown. I can't believe my best friend in the whole world is acting this way and towards me. It's as painful as my break up with Jaz, maybe even more.
I feel like someone's watching me during my sleep, making my eyes flutter open to adjust to the darkness of the room.
Petey's staring straight at me. He and I don't speak a word. It's a comfortable silence. He walks around to the other side of the bed getting into and pulling my back to his front, lifting the comforter to cover us. He wraps his arm around me snugly and his forehead lands on the back of my head as he takes a huge breath.
"It's okay Princess. Good night." He whispers. It's soothing. His words are everything I needed. I can't even comprehend why I need them so badly, but they're everything.
"Good night Petey," I whisper drowning in his heat and familiar scent before dozing off to the best sleep I've had since, I don't even remember.
- Writer
