How to Handle Rejection - Maybe

Chapter 9

I had woken to Crone shaking me angrily. Snapping my head up, I tried to real away from him, but I was already against the wall. "You think you're sleeping here? Yeah. Right. You're sleeping next to me, where I can keep my eyes on you." he snarled, picking me up again. Lucky for me, he couldn't see that I rolled my eyes.

I looked down when I saw the wooden stairs pass beneath us quickly. At the top of the stairs, there is a short hallway that had only four doors. Crone went to the back right one and opened it. At first I couldn't see what it was like inside, until he walked farther inside and turned. The whole place was made of wood, as with the dressers.

 After Crone had turned, I felt myself free fall  then hit a plush blanket. Hind paws sticking up in the air, I looked at him dumbfounded. He ignored me, and went to the other side of the bed and climbed under the covers. When he finally noticed me looking at him, he merely raised an eyebrow and turned the bedside lamp off.

Shrugging, I decided that fighting would be useless. I curled up and tried to stay as far away as Crone as I possibly could. I watched the moon rise higher into the sky as his breathing deepened and slowed. Eventually, I went into a light sleep, and stretched out along the bed.

This time, I dreamt of eating a Subway sandwhich. I was staring at it the whole time I was eating it, but something caught my eye at the end. It was Crone, eating his own sandwich. He looked up to see me watching him, and he smiled. I don't know why, but I smiled back at him, and continued eating.

At the last bite, I woke up. Groggily, I sat up and looked around. Crone's side of the bed was empty, and messy. My eyes were beginning to water from the brightness of the room, so I squeezed my eyes shut. Slowly, I began to open them, bit by bit. It still hurt them, but it wasn't as intense as before. A couple more seconds passed and I was able to look around normally again.

Downstairs, a door slammed shut. It was Crone coming back inside. I listened with flat ears as he practically stomped upstairs and down the hall to the room. Quickly, I leapt down and his behind the side of the bed just as Crone slammed the door open. As I sat shivering, I heard Crone sigh. "I'm not mad at you, Omega." he grumbled.

Slowly I stuck my nose out and sniffed. I eased the rest of my snout into his view and then my eyes. He was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and it looked like there was a lot of stuff inside it. What's with the bag? I asked cautiously. At this, Crone smirked and set the bag on the bed. I placed my front paws on the edge of the matress to get a better look.

"My beta, Jasper, thought it best that I got you clothes." he said in a sarcastic excited tone. Once he started to pull them out, I pushed my neck as far as it would go. A lot of the clothes were tank tops and slim fit t-shirts. Then out came black skinny jeans with stringy holes in them. Some of them even had plaid cloth underneath the holes.

"There's some... other stuff in the bottom." Crone sighed, and I jumped back onto the bed. Peering inside, I snorted at the sight of lacey bras and panties. Nice taste. I said just as sarcastically. This earned me a growl. I ignored his growling, and plopped onto my haunches and looked at him questioningly. What next? I asked.

"You take a shower and get dressed." he replied and walked over to the door. "The bathroom is the door to the left." When I whined, he glanced back at me. "You'll do as I say. When I come back in thirty minutes, you've better be smelling nice and fully clothed." he snapped, and slammed the door behind him. 

I waited until he was far from the house and shifted back to my human form. I grabbed some underwear, jeans, and a red tank top that also had cuts and material beneath them. Care free, I walked into the bathroom. I was able to figure out how to start the shower easily, and waited for it to go to the right temperature before stepping in.

Letting the hot water cascade down my shoulders and hair, I slowly washed my body and hair. I'd missed the feeling of a shower more than I'd realized. What I also didn't realize is how long I'd been in there. The sound of Crone talking to Jasper outside the front door. I gasped, shut off the water, and quickly got out to dress. 

I stumbled with one leg half way in the last pant leg to the door and yanked it up to my hip. Once done with that, I pulled my shirt over my head and bra. I opened the door just as Crone walked up to it. He glanced down at my clothes, and turned to head back to his room. Sheepishly, I followed on quiet, bare feet.

My hands shook while I stood awkwardly in the doorway. Crone was shoving my bag of clothes on the floor of his closet. He looked down at it, and gave a sigh of submission. He turned his head to look at me with expecting eyes. "Need something?" he asked after a few heartbeats.

I nodded, looking at the ground. "Food..." I mumbled. Again, a sigh passed his throat and he took a few steps towards me. Instinctivley, I took a few steps back as well. "I was walking out the door to get you food, not to punish you." Crone growled with irritation. I blushed and nodded, not meeting his golden eyes. "Sorry..." I murmured.

Crone sighed again, and walked by me without another word and down the stairs. Surpised, I followed him to the kitchen. He already had his back to me and I heard the rustling of a plastic bag. "I figured you'd be hungry, so I picked up some Subway." he said. My face paled when I remembered the dream. This is going to be so weird... I thought to myself, making sure Crone didn't get any of it.

Oblivious to my thoughts and dreams, he walked over to the chairs and set each sandwich half on the counter. Silently, I sat down and picked mine up. Crone did the same, not looking at me. "Thanks." I mumbled around a mouth full of the cold cut combo. I had to quickly lick my lips so the trail of ranch couldn't get too far down my chin. 

Crone nods, and digs into his own sandwich. I smile lightly to myself before I took another chunk from my delicious meal. I had a feeling of relaxation and security. What I felt deep down without knowing, was the hope of possibly getting Crone fall in love with me. I hoped that this would stay as it was, and maybe get better.