Chapter 5
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Ariana
The next day began with me avoiding anything that had to do with Marco.
His outright rejection had cut through me to the point where I had nothing more but resentment for myself.
I knew that it was remotely impossible to be completely out of his sight but after what had happened last night I would be damned if I allowed this to go on without putting an end to it.
My mother would be returning soon and then she would find out that I had betrayed her in the worst way.
A hollow feeling weighed on my chest as I looked around hoping that I would be able to find a balance and get a grip on my emotions.
I was stripped of my sanity, but I had vowed to be in complete control of everything that had happened.
Again, my stomach churned,
"So, may I know why you have been avoiding me again?" A deep gravelly voice made me jump start.
I had never expected that he was going to speak to me, especially just now.
"What are you doing around here?"
Marco's gaze fastened on me. "Never knew it was a taboo for me to be in my own house."
My wolf purred at the sound of his voice and I couldn't help but be amazed at how easy it was for her to be enthralled by his voice.
"About what happened..."
"What happened was a mistake." He cut me off instantly, not giving me room to go on with what's intending to tell him.
"Well I wasn't asking for it to mean more. I know that you're a little bit hesitant but that doesn't mean that you have to be rude to me." I whispered.
Marco's eyes darkened and I could swear that I saw some storms gathering in there. "You think this is all about you right?" He scoffed.
I kind of already figured out how this was going to play out but I was hoping that it was not the way I envisaged it to be.
"Look, I know that you are hurt in a process but the truth has to be told and we cannot indulge in this any further. This…” he gestured to himself,
“Does not exist but we would still maintain a cordial relationship."
He shoved his hands into his pocket, looking like he was having a hard time even speaking to me.
I didn't know how that made me feel but I knew that it was weird as hell and I didn't want to remain in this daunting situation.
"Fine." I grounded out.
Marco's eyes twinkled with warning,which I hated so much but I couldn't help but think of the consequences of dallying with him.
Together, we headed in the same direction. We stopped in our tracks as soon as we figured it out.
If we wanted to banish any form of feelings we needed to be able to coexist in a space without always giving room for the bond to mess with our emotions.
"Sometimes I think you don't understand the gravity of the situation and that irks me." He commented.
Who would have ever felt that a day like this would ever surface? One thing was sure. I was scarred for life.
"Maybe I'm just a little bit paranoid but have you ever sat to think about how disastrous this could be? Avoiding me until my mom begins to suspect that something went down between both of us." I hissed just as he turned around the corner.
I knew that I shouldn't allow myself to be this emotional but I couldn't help myself.
“Avoidance is the best.” He grunted.
I rolled my eyes, “Well, If we keep acting jumpy, we would arouse suspicions. She's not completely obtuse, you know?”
We would have to face my mom and tell her the freaking truth instead of cutting corners.
I had already mapped out how I went in my life to be and that was not something that I was waiting to compromise on.
"You want me to go ahead and tell her that I had been shagging her daughter? How original of you?" Sarcasm dripped off his tone and I couldn't help but start getting worried.
"Do you even imagine what this is going to bring to her? Or are you just panicking because I simply rejected you?"
He said it so casually that one would think that I was not in my right to react in the way I did.
"Maybe you're just an asshole who really needs to be dealt with." I murmured.
My mother must have seen him as someone who hung the moon and the stars but I couldn't help but get angry at the way he was treating this.
I did not deserve to be treated in this manner and I was going to stand by that till the end of time unless he proved that he was better than I thought he'd be.
His eyes shone with pity which I hated more than anything else that he could ever do to offend me.
"I know how hard it is for people to accept the fact that things do not go their way. But in cases like this that's the best time for you to ignore whatever noises fill your head. It's not worth it."
His words translated to only one phrase. 'you are not worth it.’
There was nothing special about him anyway!
Well I was nothing but a blatant liar because he was everything that I had ever desired in a man and he had ruined me for the entire male population.
"Get away from me." I pointed a finger in his face.
I didn't want anyone to know that I was going through a midlife crisis and figure out that they had something in common.
I just wanted this wave to ride off and never have to talk about it anymore.
"You'll be fine. Come down for lunch. It's good to mingle with other people in the Pack. It'll lift your mood." He threw it casually at me and walked away.
Bastard!
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