From Rejection To Perfection

Chapter 22 [ Issues ]

All hearts are heavy doors,
Some open, others don't,
But nothing of any worth
Was ever left without a lock.

So if she's truly who you want
You'll wait out in the cold ,
Knock until your fists  are bruised
Through summer, winter, fall

Because nothing comes easy,
The very least of all love,
And anything that does
Is an illusion, nothing more.

See I have waited out for months.
Some come and go,
But I would wait thousands more
Because she's where I belong.

(B.t)

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"Will"

"Angel, I found you" he breathes a sigh of relief as he stands up and starts to stride towards me.

I immediately take a step back. He takes a step forward and again I step back, we continue this until my back hits the wall.

He towers over me and rests his hands on either side of my face, his face so close to mine, I feel his breathe tickle my skin.

"I missed you" he says softly, trying to create eye contact with me. I however, try to avoid his eyes, still angry at him but a little happy that he was actually looking for me.

When I don't reply, he continues.

"When you didn't come back to dinner I went looking for you, I looked everywhere but I couldn't find you.

At first, I thought that maybe you went for a walk and that you would come back home so I waited in your room so i could tell you some good news. God, I waited for hours, it was past midnight when I realised that either you were in trouble or you ran away.

First, I thought you were in trouble but, come on, you're an amazing fighter and you don't need anyone to protect you, you can handle it yourself. And so, I guessed it was the latter, it finally sunk in.

You ran away.

Again.

I immediately went to your friends, my family, your brother but nothing. I didn't find anything! No one knew where you went. So I called a pack meeting and two bimbos told me that they saw you in the ladies bathroom. "

I smiled slightly at his name for the blondes.

"They were the last people to see you. What did they do? Why did you run away? " His voice cracked in the end, making me turn away in guilt.

Why are you feeling guilty? He told everyone that your the beast!

Remembering what he did, I return my eyes to his, and glare at him.

His eyes widen in shock at my glare.

"What did they do?" I repeat his question. "It's what you did! "

"Me? What did I do? " he asks shocked at my accusation.

"You told them who I was! " I snap