Dirty Little Secret

School and Pain

Jason's POV

    The next morning, just like always, I get up and make my way out of my room and towards the shower.

    But it's not the same as it once was.

    As I pour the soap in my hand and lather it on my body, I feel like I'm on autopilot and all I could think about was the fact that right next door to me, is my Mate, who now wants nothing to do with me.

    When I get home yesterday Nick didn't even look me in the eye. After he got smothered by our parents for almost an hour, he went upstairs and didnt come back out until I was already on my room.

    It hurts.

     It hurts to know that not only did I lose him as his Mate, but I lost him as my brother. My little brother that never failed to put a smile on my face and who I couldn't ignore no matter what.

    I blow the air out of my cheeks and try to ignore the stinging pain in my chest as I try my nest to get ready for the day.

    Ryan is still silent.

     He hasn't say much of anything since the night Nick told us that he didn't want us anymore. He just sits there and watches form his perch in my mind, not asking to go out into the woods, or even take over. Just sits there, and whines and growls.

     Once I'm done washing, I get out and get dressed, not needing to look in the mirror to see that I have bags under my eyes. After I'm done, I hang up my towel and make my way back to my room, slipping on my shoes and book bag.

   When I get downstairs, I find Clary there who was smart enough to take her shower last night.

    "We waiting on Nick?" I ask her, not even going to grab something to end but I pause in my movements when Clarissa shakes her head.
 
      "He's not going today. He said this past week has been a lot of overstimulation and he needs to settle down." She tells me softly and I nod. No wonder he didn't want me as his Mate. I always forget just how soft and sensitive he is.

    The two of us get in the car, and while I drive, Clary's hand comes to rest on mine on the shift, and I pretend not to notice the tear on my face.

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    During lunch I find myself in the hallways, not wanting to be stuck around people.

    It's odd not to see Nick in the hallways.

    Not not hear his giggles against my chest.

    Life doesn't feel as alive without him.

    I sound stupid. But it's true.

    Just as I go walking around a corner, I see Nathan coming towards me, a weird look in his eye. I nod at him and go to keep walking, but he steps in front of me, and I pause in my movements and raise a brow.

     "Clary told me that Nick was at home, sick." He says and I nod confused on what that has to do with me.

      "Yeah. Over stimulation. Omega thing." I answer, not wanting to see the face of the boy who stole my heart from me, even if it wasn't his fault.

      "I see. You don't look too well Jacey." He tells me and I step back from him and ride my heads not liking how he's talking to me, though I'm trying to make sure I'm not imagining it. "You should have known I would have made him mine."

    Does he.... no. He can't.

    Nick wouldn't tell him.

    "I'm glad." The words burn down my throat but I swallow the pin and kee going as I reach out and pat his shoulder going to move around him. "I'm happy the two of you got together. As long as he's happy." I tell him, though I wish I didn't have to lie like I am.

    But in a way it's the truth.

     As long as Nick is happy.

     As I go to walk away, I  hear the words rhat set my world on fire.

     "Well. It's not like he really had a choice." My body locks up on me as two separate thoughts and reactions go through my body.

      'Shift Jason fucking shift!' Ryan roars at me and I can feel my teeth scrape my lips, and I struggle to hold my human shape as I try to fucking think.

      'We'll get fucking expelled. Nick. Get to Nick.' I force my body away from the one turning the corner and race towards the door at the wnd of the hall, bursting out them just in time for my anger to force me to shift, my body landing on all fours and I don't hesitate as I start running.

   I take a few short cuts and dodge through a few streets, but I ignore all the cars an the honks and the birds I scare through the trees until I finally get home not even ten minutes later. I shift going up the driveway and enter the house, tossing the door open and racing upstairs.

    I get to Nicks room and throw open the door to find Nick curled up on his bed, tears down his face, and cheeks and nose red.

    He looks up at me and tried to wipe the tears from his face, his sniffles choked and loud as he tries to hold them back.

    I creep forward and fall to my knees in front of where he lays on the bed, my hand shaking as it goes to reach out and touch his cheek. "Nicky? Did he... did he force you to be with him?" I ask, my voice low, trying to control the tremor of anger.

    And as soon as the question passes my lips, his sobs pour of out his chest, throwing himself at me and I catch him, almost falling back to the floor.

    "I'm sorry." Nick wails in my arms but I shush him, because the only thing I see now, is red.

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