* My heart practically leaped out of my chest when I heard the wood crack from the door's slamming open. Five extremely pissed off males walked into my bar. * "Parties over! Everyone needs to go home. Now!" * Orders from the Alpha were hard to resist. So I wasn't surprised when our customers scattered. I avoided eye contact with my mate and stepped up to Beck. * This is my bar. I decide when the parties over. * My voice didn't come out as brave as I had planned and I squealed when +Vincent Gaines wrapped his large hand around my bicep pulling me aside. He stood behind me and growled in my ear. * "I don't want to hear another word out of your mouth, until I tell you you can speak. I mean it Chloe. Not. A. Word. Right now, I'm going to make sure the staff get's this place cleaned and locked up before they head home." * My insides shook with fear. I had fucked up, big time. When I knew he was behind the bar I scrambled back over to Meg and we held each other tight. One glance at Ian and I could tell he was barely holding his shit together. I watched in horror as Beck got physical with first Mia and then Rae. Julian followed Beck out. My gawd, what had we done. I worried for my friends, but I feared for myself. How would I ever get Vincent to forgive me? To trust me again. I watched as Cole walked up to Jules. A few quiet words were passed between them and she walked out the door with tears running down her face, Cole following her. Ian never approached Meg, he just demanded she get to his pickup. She followed his orders as though she was a mindless robot. At that moment I wished I could turn back time, I couldn't stop the tears that began to run down my cheek. * "Let's go home, Chloe." * I never heard Vincent approach me, but just like Meg, I followed his orders and walked out the front door of the bar to the only car left in the front lot. The ride home was quiet and I could feel Vincent's anger as though it was a thick heavy blanket smothering me. I was barely holding my emotions together, but I stayed quiet a silently prayed to the gawds that I could make this right again. *

* My heart practically leaped out of my chest when I heard the wood crack from the door's slamming open. Five extremely pissed off males walked into my bar. * "Parties over! Everyone needs to go home. Now!" * Orders from the Alpha were hard to resist. So I wasn't surprised when our customers scattered. I avoided eye contact with my mate and stepped up to Beck. * This is my bar. I decide when the parties over. * My voice didn't come out as brave as I had planned and I squealed when +Vincent Gaines wrapped his large hand around my bicep pulling me aside. He stood behind me and growled in my ear. * "I don't want to hear another word out of your mouth, until I tell you you can speak. I mean it Chloe. Not. A. Word. Right now, I'm going to make sure the staff get's this place cleaned and locked up before they head home." * My insides shook with fear. I had fucked up, big time. When I knew he was behind the bar I scrambled back over to Meg and we held each other tight. One glance at Ian and I could tell he was barely holding his shit together. I watched in horror as Beck got physical with first Mia and then Rae. Julian followed Beck out. My gawd, what had we done. I worried for my friends, but I feared for myself. How would I ever get Vincent to forgive me? To trust me again. I watched as Cole walked up to Jules. A few quiet words were passed between them and she walked out the door with tears running down her face, Cole following her. Ian never approached Meg, he just demanded she get to his pickup. She followed his orders as though she was a mindless robot. At that moment I wished I could turn back time, I couldn't stop the tears that began to run down my cheek. * "Let's go home, Chloe." * I never heard Vincent approach me, but just like Meg, I followed his orders and walked out the front door of the bar to the only car left in the front lot. The ride home was quiet and I could feel Vincent's anger as though it was a thick heavy blanket smothering me. I was barely holding my emotions together, but I stayed quiet a silently prayed to the gawds that I could make this right again. *
I walked to the bar where Reese stood and watched as the employees started to gather around him. I need you to handle things here for a while, Reese. Have you found a place to stay yet? Reese looked from the angry alpha then to the other males then back to me. “Yeah, I found a place outside of town and I’ll keep things going here until I hear from you.” He turned to the employees and told them to start cleaning up to go home. Once they had moved to carry out his orders he turned back to me. “Are you alright, V? You looked like you want to kill someone.” Taking a deep breath I growled low before answering. Yes, I’m fine. Just keep an eye on things for me. “Will do.” With I turned and headed over to where Chloe stood. Let’s go home, Chloe. Chloe jumped as she turned around to face me before turning and heading out the door. The drive back home quiet and my anger filled the car. I’d never been this angry before. Not even when I found out what happened to my brother. I parked the car and turned off the engine then turned to face my mate. I wanted to laugh at the word mate and shook my head. I want your phone. Give it to me. Chloe sucked in a breath and opened her mouth to say something but I stopped her. Give me the damn phone and don’t say a word until I tell you too. She pulled her phone out of her bag and handed it to me as a tear slid down her cheek. Don’t you fucking dare cry. You drugged me and left. I didn’t drug you. I growled, my anger rising. I opened the door and jumped out of the car, slamming it as I walked towards the house. Stomping up the stairs I turned when I didn’t hear Chloe behind me. Let’s go, Chloe. I’m done playing this game. Get your ass out of the car and in the house. Now.
ReplyDelete* Heartbroken and scared, I opened the car door to face whatever punishment he saw fit. He opened the front door to our house and waited for me to go inside. Quietly I walked in, slipped my jacket off and hung it in the closet. Vincent locked up the house, set the alarm and walked into the kitchen. Walking into the living room, I followed him with my eyes. He was too quiet and the silence was killing me. He grabbed a glass out of the cabinet, walked to the sink and filled it with water. * Say something, please. * I blurted. He took a large drink, sighed and placed the glass on the counter. * "I thought you loved me. I thought we were perfect mates." * He turned to face me, anger was still stamped across his face, but I saw hurt in his eyes. And that, was what did me in. * Vincent, I do love you. You're my heart, my soul. My...* His laugh made me stop talking. * "So drugging the person you love and walking out on them to go party with the girls, is how you say I love you?" * He smirked and walked around the counter and stood in front of me. * "Did you do this foolish stuff with JB? Is that why he cheated on you, because he tired of your games?" * I sucked in a breath, it was like a slap to my face, only the sting was in my heart. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I couldn't look at him, so I just stared at my feet. * Vincent, I'm sorry. I'll do anything to make it up to you. Just name it.
ReplyDeleteI don’t want anything from you. I looked down at her and shook my head. I’m going to bed. I can’t talk to you right now. I walked around her and headed for the stairs. I didn’t wait for Chloe but I heard as she followed behind me. I walked into our bedroom and headed for the dresser, pulling out some sleeping pants then headed for the door. Chloe’s eyes widened and she sucked in a breath. “Where are you going?” I stopped and looked back at her. I’m sleeping in one of the guest rooms. “What, but why?” I flashed a grin but I knew it didn’t reach my eyes. Really? You really think I’m going to sleep next to you when I don’t trust you? Come on, Chloe, I may be crazy but I’m not stupid. A tear slid down the left side of her cheek. “Vincent, baby, I’m so sorry. Please, I love you.” I held up a hand stopping her. Don’t, just stop. I need time to think. When I woke up and realized that My. Mate. I took a deep shuttering breath. Drugged me I was ready to leave. Hell I may still leave. Just let me have some time to think. I didn’t wait for her answer. I walked down the hall, walked into the bedroom, closed the door and locked it. I took a shower and went to bed, and as I lay there I could hear Chloe as she cried. I closed my eyes trying to block out her tears because I knew I couldn’t let her get to my heart. She had done the one thing I never thought my mate would do. She hurt my heart. I felt myself drift to sleep as I wondered if I could stay in McGregor.
ReplyDelete"I was ready to leave. Hell I may still leave. Just let me have some time to think." * His words played over in my mind and I began to hyperventilate and cry at the same time. He couldn't leave me! I looked around our room, at the empty bed that we shared so many sweet memories in. I was at a loss of what to do and I was drained emotionally and physically. Walking to the dresser I pulled out one of Vincent's t-shirts, I stripped out of my clothes and slipped his shirt on over my head, breathing in his scent. I couldn't sleep in our bed without him. Not like this. Grabbing the blanket off bed, I walked softly out to the living room and collapsed on the couch. I prayed that sleep would consume me soon, the unknown I couldn't handle. *
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