Wendy
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I decide it's time to figure out just exactly who I'm dealing with. I realise I've never actually met Wendy. I grab my phone and get on f*******:. I look up her name. I dont have her last name so there are a ton of results. Even just in Oregon. Then I find her picture amongst the sea of other Wendy's.
Born here, birthday in July, she's a few inches shorter than me and her hair is darker. A dirty blonde. Her hair is cut into a pixie in her photo. I've seen her though and know her hair has grown out slightly. In the picture she's with her friends. I scroll down. A bunch of shared posts, pictures of her, pictures with her friends. Then I came across one with dillan. He doesn't look too interested, but just seeing them together sets me off.
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Dillans p.o.v
I'm helping a local older lady, Mrs. Smith, find a new house key, because she doesn't understand it has to be the same shape, but she's buying this key for her niece so she is set on a painted key. It's been at least 20 minutes and all of a sudden, I'm like livid. So angry I'm trying to not see red. I have no Idea what's happening. I'm standing next to 89 year old mrs. Smith! And even though this is taking a while I'm not that frustrated. I have to leave or I'll hurt Mrs. Smith.
"Hey," I call out to, luckly, a younger pack member, "I need to take my ten, can you help mrs. Smith find a house key for her niece?" I ask. He can see me visibly getting red and sweating so agrees and I head out back to the break room and out the door to the back alley way where I normally take the trash out.
"What's happening?" I mumble
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Fawn p.o.v
The more I read her posts the more upset I get.
Going here, doing this, gifts received, all from dillan. He's obviously more involved with this girl than he's leading on, but then I read the comments.
Her friend: so sweet!
Dillan: I don't remember this?
Her: yes you do silly.
This is a common pattern I see on almost every post. Now I need to know if he's lying or if she is.
Dr. Willams comes in not too long after I fall down a f*******: stalking rabbit hole and says I'm free to go home. So obviously. I don't. I head to Wendy's. I still have wrappings around my leg so I limp over to her door and knock. I don't know what I expected to say. She answers the door and frowns.
"Hi, I'm fawn," I introduce myself
"Yeah, yeah I know who you are," she rolls her eyes. I lose control at her brushing me off and my fox takes control. I push through her door, causing splinters to fly everywhere. I push her against the closest wall, which is straight back into her living room. Various pictures and knick knacks fall when her body makes the impact with the wall. I can see a crack in the drywall.
"I don't know who you think you are," my voice is deep, angry, and commanding, my hand quickly moves from her shoulder to her throat, "but if you ever touch my mate again," I start to dig my nails into her skin, causing small bleed Marks to appear. She's shaking and trying to get my hands off of her, but I don't budge "these Marks, won't be the only thing people see on your body," I growl next to her ear. Then I drop her and leave her shaking behind me as I slam the door, finally causing the door to split and I head home.
I collapse on the bed when I get home. I've never just lost control like that. I check f*******:. Her relationship status now says single. It better. I roll over and realise I really need to shower. I've left dirt Mark's and there are small blood stains on my fingertips where I had threatened Wendy earlier. I hop in and start to scrub it all away. The hot water is relaxing on my leg, so I just sit and let the tension go. My phone rings. I ignore it. It rings again so I finally reach out and grab it while trying to not get it wet and answer,
"Hello?" I answer
"Where are you? Are you alright?" He asks
"Yeah I'm in the shower, why?" I ask
It gets silent
"Shower?" He asks
Oh geez.
"What do you want?" I ask and interrupt his thoughts
"Walter got a call from wendy, claiming you attacked her?"
"Yes," I admit
"Did you hurt yourself?" He asks
"No," I answer
"She's afraid talk to us later, Walter suggested a meeting, but she rejected," he says
"Well next time you see those Marks on her neck you'll know why she's afraid of me," I admit.
"What did you say?" He asks
"I told her to stay away," I answer
"Good," he chuckles
"Now Walter better tell you the details, you better not try to go over there and see her," my fox growls "i-i," I try to apologize, but he cuts me off
"Trust me I wont," he laughs.
"Well can I get back to what I was doing?"
"Showering?" He asks
"Yesssss," I laugh
"Alright, I'll go, I have to talk to Walter anyway. I'm helping him gether the CORRECT supplies to change your friend alice," he says
"Alright, bye" I hang up
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Dillans p.o.v
"Alright, I'll go," I smirk. "I have to talk to Walter anyway. I'm helping him gather the CORRECT," I stop and look at zach next to me "supplies to change your friend Alice,"
"Alright, bye," she says and hangs up.
"Now to deal with your mess," I look over at Zach and he shyly shrugs. We head off and get into my truck. I'm proud of my newer Toyota since it's the first car of my own. Maybe fawn would like it. My fox starts to imagine things, but I shake them away. I have to take it slow with her. This will be extremely difficult since I already want to jump on mating with her, but I respect her as well.
"You're lucky Walter said yes to this AND has the supplies," I say
"I'm just happy she wants me," zach looks down, slightly smiling "I was afraid I lost her. I walked into that motel room and all of her stuff was gone,"
"What if she doesn't mate with you?" I ask
He thinks it over for a minute
"I don't care if she never feels the same, as long as she stays," he sighs
"So you would make it to where she never found her mate?"
"Well no… I don't know… I mean… if she found her mate… I'd have to let her go. Right?" He asks
"Is that fair to you?" I ask back
"I don't think so, but I'd rather see her happy then trapped," he shyly smiles.
My fox nudges at me. It keeps telling me I should be better to fawn. If zach can be without his mate then I should at least learn how to treat mine right…
"So you like fawn, right?" Zach asks
"She's my mate. I really like her," I sigh, "but she's a woman. Women can be confusing,"
"Yeah," zach laughs.
We pull into the parking lot of the store and head in to get what we need.
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Fawn p.o.v
I finally lay down on my bed after pacing for a bit. My leg was hurting so I couldn't stay sitting for long. I can't even see where my ankle was hurt anymore, but it still hurts. I decide it's time to take some painkillers so I start to look for my bottle. They do help a bit after I take them.
I'm finally able to pass out.
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