What's That Supposed To Mean? - 5

I'M BACK!

Sorry, I've been kind of busy and all that, haven't been home this week. A couple of relatives came to visit and blablabla and soooo on. Whatever, here's chapter 5! :D

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Chapter 5

“Where is your daughter, Mr. Riley?” he said, trying to sound polite. He was much calmer than I thought, but then again, he had a lot of respect for my dad, no doubt.

“In her room. Want to come in?” my dad asked. I gaped at him, knowing for sure now that he was doing this on purpose. It was quiet for a moment and then more huffs.

“No thanks. I’ll just talk to her another time,” Noah said calmly. “Goodnight.”

“Bye, Noah. Have a nice evening!” my dad said and shut the door. He was about to talk but I put my finger over my lips, waiting a while. When half a minute passed, I removed my finger and nodded.

“Dad!” I said, chuckling. “I can’t believe you!”

He laughed, shaking his head. “That boy will not play nice if you did something bad, Sam. You know that right?”

“Oh I know. And I won’t play nice either. I have my plans, daddy, don’t worry…”

“Oh, they’re plans, alright. Crazy plans,” Arianna said, making me laugh when I thought about the earlier situation with Nicole and Noah. “I’m afraid to go home now!”

I laughed again. This was just too funny. But now I had to make sure Noah didn’t see me. I just had to look out for him before going somewhere and doing something. That way, he’ll never have the chance to tell me off. My dad, amused, shook his head and offered to walk her to her house. After all, her house was just ten steps, not even, away.

Noah Black

Five days had passed and still no sign of Samantha.  It’s like she never left the house but sometimes she did because when I had gone to see if she was home, her father said she wasn’t and he was not lying because he always told me when she was home. She just didn’t come down.

I wasn’t mad about the whole Nicole thing anymore. I just wanted to make sure she knew that she shouldn’t do it again and if she did, she’d pay. Because I’m a guy and I need some stuff, which in this town is easy to get if you’re me, but still, unacceptable. Nicole was mine and not hers to play with. And what Sandy and diners?! She hasn’t even been here a week and already on the second day she had managed to send home a girl. What exactly did she learn in New York?

I was home, in the living room, half sitting half lying on the couch while thinking. I didn’t notice Mason come in until a pillow hit my face. I growled, throwing it back at him.

“What do you want?” I said, a bit too aggressive. I had drifted away a little bit, from everyone and I knew I shouldn’t but it just happened. I did what I had to do and they what they had to do. I wasn’t the Alpha yet; so as long as I wasn’t, I was using my freedom.

“Man, chill,” Mason said, sitting down on the armchair. He just sat there in silence, staring at me.

“What do you want?” I repeated.

“I live here, too, you know. Now shut up and get back to crying over your life.”

“I wasn’t crying you stupid idiot, I was thinking.”

“No, you were crying.”

“I wasn’t- ugh. Whatever.” I got up, knowing he just did this to annoy me. Whenever I was home, all they did was piss me off just because I was home. Otherwise I was out, even if it was right outside the house. I heard the front door open and looked up, waiting. Victor, the only person outside family that was like my brother and the one I told everything, walked in, a grin on his face.

“Guess who I just saw?” he said. I knew exactly who he meant. I had told him about Samantha’s little scene and that she was hiding from me now. I sat up immediately.

“You’re kidding? Where?”

“She just went home, but I heard her tell Arianna that she was coming out in a few minutes. You have your chance, bro,” he said still grinning.

“Hell yes,” I said as I got up and started walking out with him.

“Noah, if you touch Sam, I’m going to kill you with my own hands, you hear me?” Mason said from behind me. I rolled my eyes.

“How family of you. Killing your own brother for a girl.”

“She’s not just a girl and you know what I mean, dickhead. She’s done nothing to you.”

“You don’t know a crap,” I muttered, loud enough for him to hear, and walked out with Victor.

Victor and I had grown up together; he and his father had been in our pack since we were born and throughout the years, Victor and I became best friends and brothers and stayed like that. Just like that little Arianna. I bet they tell each other everything. I bet they even talked about me and all the girls I bring. “He does this and he does that and he is this and he is that”, that’s probably how they’re going on and on about me. But hey, I’m not complaining; I like the attention.

“You sure she hasn’t gone already?” I asked as we hid on the side of my house, peeking over to look at the front doors of Arianna’s and Samantha’s houses. “Maybe she saw you, tricked you and ran back to Arianna.”

“Have I ever been wrong about these kinds of things?” Was Victor’s reply. And he was right. Whenever we had been up to something and he had seen or found something out, he was never wrong about time and place.

We stood there for a while, though, and I was starting to get restless. Just when I was going to tell him that we should just find her another time, her door opened and my eyes immediately snapped to her. The first thing, as I’m a guy, I noticed was what she was wearing on that smoking hot body. I still can’t believe that the tomboy Sam came back as the girl Samantha. She was wearing tight black jeans, showing of every curve. She wore a white and black striped fitted t-shirt and her hair was up in a sexy bun, some loose strands hanging down. I loved it when girls had those sexy buns.

“Man she looks hot,” Victor whispered, voicing my thoughts. I nodded. She walked down the porch stairs and while she was walking over to Arianna’s, I pulled Victor with me, behind my house, and then to the other side of my house. I did the same again: behind Arianna’s house and then to the other side of her house, now standing next to Samantha’s house too. I had to be here or she’d probably think about running straight inside her house again.

“Let’s go,” I whispered. We stepped out, Victor and I, placing ourselves next to each other, arms crossed. She was only a few feet away from us and a few feet away from the front door to Arianna’s. She stopped as soon as we stepped out, which, if you ask me, was a little bit creepy. As if she’d known exactly when we appeared.

She slowly turned around, her head first. Her eyes became slightly wide when she saw me but she put on that natural face again. A small smile formed on her lips. What the hell? She wasn’t supposed to smile or look smug! She was supposed to want to run! What was going on with this chick?

“Oh,” she said. “Hi.”

Hi? Really? You sent home my lay for the night, five days ago, and you say hi? What was she playing at? I took a step forward, Victor still behind me. He didn’t move, he just stood there, amused, watching.

“It’s funny,” I said. “You kind of disappeared these last few days. How come?”

“Oh, you know,” she shrugged,” busy life.”

“Yes… I know. I had a date, not so long ago, you know… getting ready and all that. Looking forward to the evening. Something happened, though. Someone sent her off.”

She scoffed, almost laughing at me.

“’Looking forward to the evening’? You looked forward to getting laid and we all know it so don’t be a girl and man up. Get a new girl. Isn’t that what you always do?”

I felt anger building up inside me.

Samantha Riley

“’Looking forward to the evening’? You looked forward to getting laid and we all know it so don’t be a girl and man up. Get a new girl. Isn’t that what you always do?” I said, almost spat, and waited for his reply.

He was so stupid, thinking that I cared about his little anger issues. Okay, so he had waited for me, actually waited! For what? To tell me to back off? As if I didn’t know that already. But I don’t care. I do what I want and if it pisses him off, then so be it. It’s exactly what he does to the rest of us who live around him.

“You don’t know anything,” he said in calm anger. I knew him inside and out, so well. I knew how angry he was. Whenever he was about to blow up, he was calm. Creepy, I know. But he was. Really calm, too calm sometimes. And that’s when I always used to know that it was time to run. Now I didn’t run. I stood my ground because this asshole had to get it in his head that he was an idiot.

“No, I don’t. But I don’t care,” I said casually. He took one step closer. Another one.

“You should know not to mess with me or what I do. Don’t get into my business. If I want to get laid, and get mad if I don’t, let me. Don’t get involved.” He looked so serious at first and then he smirked! “Unless you want to pay me back for sending that chick home?”

“Pay you back? By sleeping with you? Honey, that can only happen in your dreams, if even there. You,” I said, pointing at him,” are not worthy,” pointing at me,” worthy of this.”

He was close now, which I hadn’t realized. He smelled good, if anything. And his face looked even better up close. But, not irrelevant right now, Samantha. He kept staring at me, in my eyes and after a while it freaked me out. It felt like he was staring into my freaking soul. I took a step back.

“If you’re done, I’m going to leave now,” I said, still a little surprised from his look. He seemed to know something, to think something; because he got that smug face that I knew I did when he came just a few minutes ago.

“Feel free,” he said, waving towards the front door to Arianna’s house. He took some slow steps back to Victor – who I realized, I hadn’t even said hello to or seen since I had come back –, all the while staring at me.

“Hi, Victor,” I said, smiling and waving. Victor smiled back, waving as if none of this had just happened. He looked amused, if anything. Noah didn’t seem bothered by Victor’s and I little hello and finally, they left. I pulled the door open and went quickly inside to Arianna’s house, shutting it hard behind me.

“Ari?” I called out. I walked to the living room and found it empty.

“In the kitchen!”

I hurried over to the kitchen, immediately sitting down on the closest chair. Arianna turned around with a big smile but when she looked at me, her brows furrowed.

“He almost found you?” she guessed, sitting down. I shook my head.

“No, he found me,” I said, chuckling. “It was out of nowhere and Victor was with him.”

“What?” She burst out laughing. “Did he yell at you?”

“No, the opposite. He was calmly angry.”

“Oh… The calm ones are the worst ones. What did he say?”

I told her the scene from beginning to end and it wasn’t much at all. I just wondered if he really was finished or if he was going to continue playing the game. I didn’t know, but if he was, I was.

Two hours later, I went back home again. It was ten o’clock and the sky was almost black. Stars were already showing. It was beautiful, the sky. I decided to come out and watch the stars after spending some time with my dad. I walked in to the house and found my dad in the kitchen after checking the rooms. He was sitting there, all alone and all serious. I didn’t bother taking my shoes and my jacket off; instead I sat down too.

“Dad? What’s wrong?” I asked. I could see it was nothing serious with pack business, like an attack or death or something. But it didn’t seem to be anything in the family or friends, either… He looked up, staring for a while before talking.

“Honey,” he began, already making me nervous. The “honey” never seemed to sound good in situations like these. “There is something I want to talk to you about.”

“Is it serious? Is it something I did?” I asked, not being able to hold the questions in. He had to warn and prepare me before telling me. He shook his head.

“Pretty serious and no, you haven’t done anything. It’s more of an… responsibility.”

“Did I not clean the house right? I’ll do it right now if you want me to.” I chuckled at his face. “Dad please just tell me, you’re killing me here.”

“Well, you were gone for five years and through these years, John and I were discussing what to do with the packs. He has his own pack and I have my own pack but everyone knows it’s like one pack anyway. And Noah got the Alpha Blood gene as you’ve known for all these years. This year, it’s time, though. He will be Alpha but the two packs becoming one is too big for only one Alpha.”

He looked at me, searching for something in my eyes and on my face. I didn’t understand why he was telling me this but I was smart enough to understand it had something to do with me. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear it just yet.

“Dad?” I said, unsure of what his answer would be.

“Well… Since you’re my only child and obviously got the Alpha Blood gene… You will be the female Alpha and you will, together with Noah, lead the packs once they become one.”