Chapter Six: L?

The silence in the house was deafening.

once the door behind me was successfully locked everything came to a halt. I caught my sisters and my father all huddled around the dining table looking guilty, they had been eavesdropping and from the looks on their faces they knew I was well aware. Too tired and heartbroken to deal with any of it, I walked briskly into the room I shared with Amanda and shut the door loudly caging myself in.

I climbed up to my bed and the waterworks officially began. Is love meant to hurt like this? Was I not enough? Did he have the faintest idea of the agony he put me through each time I stumbled through his emptiness and emotionless feelings toward me. I should have known he would only come here for intel, to use me, maybe there was nothing I could do to make this man love me. The tears flowed in harder in loud angry sobs and I was grateful to have locked the door behind me, I really didn't need anyone's counsel at the moment, I was too occupied with the voices in my own head to even breathe.

I reached out for the closest cloth to wipe my wet face and snot when my hands got caught in a little tear under my pillow.

When did that happen?

I removed my hands aggressively, cursing my manners for tearing my pillow with my fingers when I hadn't even turned yet. We rarely used our wolf features or went by our wolven forms because father wanted to give us a fresh start and a new world after our mother died so we moved here to a place of sane people as he described it, and since then I hadn't turned but I guess even my wolf was angry at the situation that she had to claw my pillows out, it was understandable and made me feel even more pitiful.

By the time I was done with my tears and pity party, I got down to open the door for Amanda who had been knocking at intervals and pacing the corridor facing the room in a not quiet manner. She engulfed me in a hug the moment she saw me, and for the briefest second before she did I saw the suspicion in her eyes and as it dawned on me, all the color faded from my face. They knew.

If they had eavesdropped my conversation with Mac that means they knew! They knew everything! They knew I went over to his place last night. Crap. I had to keep the pity party going if I wanted to survive this.

I began to cry uncontrollably on her shoulders while she patted my back, Giselle and Gwen came to join in on the hug and I was so sure father was somewhere in his room pacing bcause he didn't know how to handle situations like this. I am so sure that he was upset with me for violating their property but I hoped that if I kept this up long enough he would forget or give me an easy let out.

“ You know, now that I look at him in the sunlight he doesn't look all that handsome” It was Giselle that spoke, I was so pleasantly surprised that I let out a laugh.

Amanda sighed, running her hands through my hair wistfully “Oh, that's a lie.”

And that sent us all cackling and laughing, I kept the tears up though sniffing through my laughter.

“ Some things are out of our control Fi, and theres nithing you or anyone could do about that” It was Gwen who spoke this time, her voice sounding so motherly. “ Maybe you should give him some time to get adjusted to all this” her sparkling eyes bore into mine, convincing me.

“But…” I was cut off by amanda.

They never listened to me.

“ No uts Fi, We heard you snuck over last time and we were not happy, we mamanged to convince father to let it go because this is a delicate matter so please, don't repeat this” She was always the blunt one.

So it worked.

“ And if it gets too hard, know we are here for you okay?” Giselle hugged me tighter then finally stepped away holding hands with Gwen as they stared at me for the last time. I knew there was no talking to them over anything, I would erely be suppressed and they didn't know how it felt either so I sighed and nodded, hoping my face didn't betray me as they walked out.

Finally I looked over to where Amanda now stoodat the other end of the room holding a piece of paper and squinting into the sunlight, her eyes flashed in mine with a loud look of accusation.

I stared numbly at her,

They already figured it out so what next?

She took three strides across the room and stood in front of me, still looking with bewilderment and suspicion, she dangled the piece of paper before my eyes

“Now tell me, who is this?”

My heart beat a thousand times as I snatched the paper from her hand, running to the window to get a better view of the cursive writing, by the tim I unfolded the paper in the sunlight, I saw the striking drawing of a blue orchid, just the shade of that strangers blue eyes, and under the drawing in very fine and small cursive writing, I saw the letter L

My eyes widened involuntarily and my feeble hands began to tremble, I exchanged eye contacts with Amanda and I let out a loud gasp.