MAIA’S POV
I paced up and down my room, still in the red dress.
I wanted to be happy that I sent my sister off happily, but I don’t know why I can’t. My mind was not settled and my eyes kept twitching.
I have bad feelings that something big was about to happen, but I can’t place of even know what sort of bad thing or wherever it’s coming from.
‘She will call soon’ I assured myself. ‘Ayra will remember to call me’
With this belief, I didn’t stop pacing and my mind drifted Jeff just after I began pacing.
It was now that I realized that Jeff never showed his face, at the wedding today after I caught him with Adam. it’s still a shock and something I can’t find myself to fully accept yet I’m no longer with Jeff. Just like that.
I suddenly start to miss him a I still pace. Every kiss, every caress, the memory comes back in big bits and I don’t know when I threw my phone away to some corner angrily. “Get the f**k out of my mind, Jeff Santos!!”
I breathed heavily, shanking my head, as if that will get his thought out. Then I picked the phone and dialed Ayra.
She’s my best mood booster. She has the knack for getting me angry and making me smile at the same time so I give her that.
First dial, no answer. I assumed she might still be angry.
Second dial….Third… fourth… Till my heart seized up in panic. Ayra will never ignore my call if she was still angry.
She would rather pick it and cuss me or even keep mute than not picking at all!
‘Why do I feel….’
“Don’t feel anything!!” I scolded the voice in my head. “She’s fine. Nothing is happening”
I stopped calling for a while. We can’t say, she might be ignoring the calls purposefully.
I paced up and down and give it a break of three minutes before picking my phone to call my sister, yet again, No answer.
I don’t think this can be ignored further. I grabbed my bag and set to leave the room but the door opened, Adam came in.
I stopped. “What brings you here?”
“Maia, I wanted to apologize…..” Adam stopped, his voice filled with guilt and hurt. “I love being gay. I prefer men than women, so I don’t this I can ever get married and….”
“Must it be my boyfriend?”
“He seduced me first” My brown headed brother confessed. “His c**k is so appealing, that I don’t know when I….”
“Is you fuckin dumb and foolish!!!” I vented my anger still cutting through his words. “You should have told me!!”
“It’s my fault. I will accept any punishment you think befits me. But please don’t hate me for too long”
I looked away. Now he’s opened the wound I wanted to cover so desperately. I don’t even want to think about anything relating to Jeff but Adam still…. “Urghhhh” I groaned.
“I’m sorry” He pleaded. “Find a space in your mind to forgive me”
“It’s okay” I voiced at last. “I’ve forgiven you but can you keep matter relating to Jeff out of my hearing?”
“Yes. Yes. I can do that”
Now I can breathe in peace. I took his phone to try Ayra again but no avail. “Why isn’t Ayra picking my calls?”
“Perhaps she’s meeting Alpha Riot?” Adam suggested and I thought about it in a whim. Could it be that she’d already met with Riot?
Talking about Riot, will Ayra ever cope with that mad man?
“Guys…” Dad’s voice interrupted my thought as he barged in, sweating heavily.
Adam was the first to talk. “Why are you sweating? Did you run with your wolf?”
“Ayra…..” Dad’s voice trembled, I rushed to him, brushing past Adam. “What happened to Ayra?”
Dad’s eyes became red, sorrow and frenzy mixed together to become a concoction of what I couldn’t interpret. “Talk to me Dad, what happened to Ayra?”
For the first time in my life, I saw a tear slipped down my dad’s face as he dropped the bomb. “Ayra’s car is involved in an accident across West Pack border!”
“You say what….?” My eyes widened and I wanted to yell. “Ayra in an accident….?”
Dad broke down into tears. “I should have agreed to the war” he lamented. “I should have let her….”
“We should go see her” Adam said.
I guess I’m the only one that took after dad’s tear gland.
He once told us that mum is like Wednesday Addams, who never cried and if she was to cry, it’s always when she was on her menstrual period. Adam’s face is dry, like the well of Galilee, Ayra has that kind of trait too, she doesn’t cry always.
But as Adam drove towards west Pack, as old as my dad and I, we were crying like babies. I rested my head on his chest, while we both sobbed. “It’s okay Mon Cheri. Your sister will be fine”
Sooner, we arrived at West Pack, Adam had drove past the accident site, but Dad saw it and we revised back.
I didn’t wait for Adam to stop the engine before running out of the car towards the half burnt car.
“Ayra…..!” I called, my tears still running like tsunami. “Ayra where are you?”
“My baby girl, daddy is here” Dad cried, the three of us checking the car out until Adam saw her bracelet.
“Seems like she’s been transported to the hospital” Adam suggested. I snatched the bracelet from him, staring at it with sadness. This is my bracelet to that Ayra has always wanted to take from me. She did take it after all, but why bring it here?
“Ayraaaaaa!!!” I sobbed. “I will kill myself if anytime happens to you” Adam came at me, and guided me back to the car. “We have to check her before jumping to conclusion”
Dad pulled me tighter with sad tone. “I understand how much heavy this burden you’re carrying for you sister is, Maia. And I know how much you have to endure by switching clothes with her” he whimpered. “But now…. You’ll have to go with the Alpha no matter what, my dear”
Crying painfully throughout, while dad and I blamed ourselves for what happened, Adam arrived at West Pack Hospital.
We were referred to the emergency ‘OR’ where she was being operated but as we got to the hallway, the first person my eyes landed on is Riot. Or should I say, Daddy M?