Crossing The Line |Sequel To Not Your Lap Dog|

Chapter Sixteen

Reggie wrapped his arms around me. "I don't wanna go see my parents, but I have to," he whined and rested his chin on my head. I chuckle and tilt my head up and kiss him lightly. It's definitely weird how we transitioned from the whole fighting thing, to him complaining about his parents. I mean we're still working through the whole thing right now. Peace treaties have to be written and agreed on by both sides and the Serpents also have no faith that this is legit, which is fair, but that is for tomorrow. Right now is dedicated to meeting my boyfriends parents. Then my birthday next week.

I pull away from him. "Quit it love. You're messing my hair up," I say and he chuckles softly and kisses my forehead. 

"Fine love," he whispers and walks into our room. I finish buttoning up my shirt and then walk into our room. I open one of my drawer's and pull out a pair of earrings that Reggie bought me and put them on. 

"Remember, you have to act very submissive," he whispers and I sigh. 

"I know Reg. It's already going to be enough having to deal with the fact that you didn't slaughter the vampires," I say and he  glances back at me. 

"I would've if you hadn't got involved," he said and there's a little actual anger when he says it. 

"If you'd quit trying to murder people, I wouldn't have to stop you sweetheart," I say as I put on a necklace and one of the rings I stole from Luke  a long time ago. I have to make myself look all pampered and shit apparently although the fact that I'm wearing my exes ring seems to be pissing Reggie off, but I don't care. Okay. That's rude. I do care, but honestly I'm too tired of his shit right now. You know, when your boyfriend tries to kill a group of people that you like, you get a little annoyed, even if you love him. 

"Do you have to wear that," he asks and I shrug. 

"No, but I'm going to. I like the ring. It's the best thing that came from that relationship anyways," I say and kiss him lightly. He's still upset and I sigh. 

"I love you and only you Reggie, so you don't need to be jealous," I whisper and run my fingers down his chest.

He presses his lips to mine once again, this time with more of a hunger then earlier. "You're father won't mind if we're a little late, right," I ask and he smirks before shoving me down onto the bed. 

...

To say things got awkward with his parents, would be an understatement. The first thing his father did was look me up and down and then scoff at how I slouch and my face has a little stubble. Apparently that isn't very Omega like. Around full moons, my hair grows quicker and I just really hate shaving with a passion. I was waiting until tonight to do it. I have to cut my hair anyways. 

His mother was at least pleasant. Reminded me of mine kinda, although she hasn't killed her husband. Still have that stuck in my mind by the way. It's just LOVELY. Might try and find a memory wiping spell for Jasmin to use on me. Maybe she could erase more then that. 

"He's so improper Reggie," Reggie's father says, cutting me away from my thoughts. "Look at him. His hair isn't even properly brushed," he complains and my hand tightens on Reggie's thigh, but I where an apologetic smile. "And speaking earlier without permission and with that tone of voice. He ought to be punished for that." I squeeze Reggie's thigh a little too hard and I see him wince. I rub it softly. 

"I don't really punish him. I don't like when he's hurt," Reggie says and his father scoffs, although his mother seems pleased by the response which is nice. 

"Well then you are going to fail as an Alpha Reginald. After all, you couldn't even beat the Southside Serpents. If you don't learn to handle him properly, someone will notice your weakness and you will lose your spot as the leader of the pack and I know how much you would hate that," his father says. "So I suggest you learn how to properly handle your little Omega, or else you'll lose everything," his father says coldly and I feel Reggie grab my leg to make sure I don't stand. "Tell him to stop glaring at me Reggie, or I might have to demonstrate how to deal with an Omega disobeying," he hisses and Reggie turns my head towards his. 

"Calm down love," he whispers and rests our foreheads together. "Please. I just need this dinner to go well. He has a lot of power among the packs. I can't lose the Bulldogs," he whispers and I sigh and kiss him softly. 

"Only for you my love," I say and pull away and turn towards Reggie's father. "I apologize sir. I'm just a little on edge due to the events that transpired last night. 

"And isn't this all your fault? You caused this war. Why if only your father heard what you'd done," Reggie's father says and my eyes narrow again. 

"Ah yes. Nobody knows yet I guess. My father is dead," I hiss. 

Reggie's parents stare in horror at what I just said. "What did you just say," Reggie's father asks and I sigh softly. 

"I said my father is dead. My mother killed him after he attempted to murder me," I growl and I feel arms wrap around me. I look at Reggie and what I just said doesn't hit until the tears begin to fall. Apparently I'm not over what happened like I thought I was. I wipe my eyes after a minute and sigh softly. 

"Reggie my love," I say with my sweetest voice. "Could you please show me to the bathroom," I say and he nods softly.  When we get there, I just fall to my knees. "I can't believe I said that," I whisper. 

Reggie sits behind me and pulls me into his lap. "I can't either. You said it so coldly too," he whispers and I sigh softly. 

"It just hurts and I've been trying not to think of it that much, but I just needed to say it. I mean nobody even knew he was dead other then us and my mother and I've got asked where he was more then once," I say and shake my head. 

We sit on the floor for a long time, not saying anything else. "We should go out there and finish this," I whisper and stand and pull Reggie up. 

"Are you sure? We don't have to stay anymore. We can go do something else if you want," he says, but I shake my head. 

"No. I promised that I'd do this, so I'm going to do it," I say and kiss him softly. "But tonight, I need to sleep alone. I just need to be alone for a night," I say and I can see the hurt in his eyes. 

"Okay," he whispers and kisses my knuckles. "Whatever you need." 

We walk back into the kitchen until I feel someone roughly grab my shoulders and slam me into a wall. I let out a cry, but then I feel something strike me in the face.  

"You reckless little bitch. You may have ruined you and your parents life, but I won't risk you ruining my sons," Reggie's father growls. 

"What the fuck are you talking about? I didn't do shit," I spit back and his eyes narrow and he swings again. 

"Learn your place. You are just a toy for others to use. You do not get a say. You do not get a voice and you better learn that now," he screams and I look to Reggie, who is staring in horror, with pleading eyes, but he doesn't move. He looks almost paralyzed. 

"You know what," I say smoothly, looking into his father's eyes now. "I guess I'm just imperfect since before your son, I was sleeping with a witch and then when I lived in the Southside with a couple of fucking hot vampires, I contemplated helping them out as a thanks for what they were doing, but the best part it, I have on multiple occasions, physically hurt your son. I even cut his face open once, but he had it coming. After all, he was just like you. Cocky and arrogant and you both like to underestimate me far too much," I say and his eyes go wide. "And the only reason I got with Reginald over here, is because Hiram Lodge was too slow to claim me, but maybe I should've went with him. At least while getting beat by him, I'd be smothered by gifts. Of course, if we're being honest here, I would've killed Hiram at some point, cause I'm, you know, insane." 

I quickly use my foot to push us off of the wall and onto the table. He loses his grip on me and I roll away and while he's winded, I wrap my fingers around a small knife and have the tip against his neck. "I should just kill you right now," I whisper and the dominance is gone. 

"Braeden," Reggie whispers and I glance towards him for a moment and sigh. 

I pull the knife up, but then stab his fathers hand and he cries out. "You aren't ever going to speak of this to anyone," I hiss and get close to his face and run my nails down his cheek. "Or I will send a whole army of vampires to come finish you off. They owe me a favor after all," I growl and stand. I turn to Reggie, who's staring with horror. "I'm heading to the Southside. I need a drink."