Chapter 21: Heartbreak

Chapter 21: Heartbreak

Seeing him froze just by hearing the sound of her name breaks my

heart into a million pieces. It hurts a lot that even if I don't want to, a

tear fell on my cheek.

“Love, what's happening.” He whispered and sat on the bed.

I pushed myself back- I don't want any unnecessary contact with him

“Answer me.” I whispered and tried my best to sit.

I am feeling weak, and I find it a disadvantage. How am I supposed to

get away from here when all of the overloading information that I

found out today is affecting me greatly? I don't think I can ever step

forward, even a little.

“Where did you get that name?” He asked, his voice is firm but soft.

Maybe he's trying not to offend me.

What for? Why is he trying to protect me? From pain? USELESS!

I stared at him sharply, “Just fucking answer me!” I tried not to shout

but I did.

My chest is pounding up and down, I am catching my breath. Readying

myself from his possible answer.

“Let's not talk about that love, rest please.”

My anger was too much but I can’t do anything. Tears formed on my

eyes again, sobs finally let out off my mouth. I am frustrated and angry!

“Are you married to her? Are you in love with her? W-why did you

married me? Where is she?” I asked continuously.

He touched my arm, I flinched and pushed him away.

"D-don’t touch me!” I shouted on his face.

I can see shock and confusedness on his face. “What the fuck is

happening to you?” He whispered angrily.

That made me angry even more. Even though I am feeling weak, I am

so pushed of getting away from here.

When I finally stood up, I held on to my hips because I am panting from

too much crying. Plus, my stomach is already big.

“Baby,” He called me.

I wore my boots and walked through the door.

I am scared of him, but my anger is too much that I don't fucking care. I

am not sure if what I saw was real. I know it's vague, but how come the

animal on the painting was exactly the beast that molested me that

night? That can't be possibly a coincidence, right?

"PYRESS!" his thunder-like voice echoed in the room.

I stopped from walking, my knees were shaking.

“I will g-go home..for a while.” I said, trying to compose my shaking

voice.

“You're not leaving, damn it.” He spoke.

I gulped. “Yes, I am.” And I stepped out of the door again.

I was walking straight on the hallway when he grabbed my hands. “Get

inside,” He ordered.

I pushed his hands away from me. “No!”

He didn't say anything again, but when I felt myself floating, I know he’s

carrying me.

He put me down on the bed, I am screaming but he’s not letting go.

“She was my mate!” He said it.

My mouth was shut as my eyes stayed looking at his face. At first, his

words echoed inside my head as I am trying to absorb it.

Mate? That's an archaic word, but that's also an ancient word for

couples in fictions about werewolves.

That fact added on my headache again.

“Where is she,” I said.

He didn't answer, he just took a deep breath. “Please, let's not talk

about her.” He begged.

The way he said it, it felt like he's scared. It's so painful for me.

“Do you still love her?” I asked again.

He froze, looking at me with his golden eyes.

He didn't answer, he only took a deep breath.

Is my question that hard that a simple “NO” he cannot answer?

Or

Is that woman still have a special place in his heart like the one in my

dreams?

“B-before I, did she own you already?” I sobbed from that question. I

held on my chest.

I pity myself, I look desperate, I sound desperate.

I know I am not as beautiful as her, I know she’s beyond words. And if

she already owned him, what else can I do?

He didn't answer, he's just looking on the floor.

“THEN WHY DID YOU MARRIED ME?" I strive to know the answer to

that question. I wanted to know!

He is just silent. His silence is even more painful.

“Then I presume you only used me. I presume you love her still. I

presume I am just a tool, am I correct?” I asked bravely.

I forget the fact that the man in front of me might be the beast, its too

much to be true so I am considering that this man in front of me is

Vigor, the father of the child I am carrying who married me but I found

out that he’s not over with someone yet.

How am I going to absorb that? Is it my fault for finding it all out? Is it?

I shut my eyes tightly, I don't know what to do. I want to runaway from

here.

“I want to stay at my parent's house for a while.” I said.

This time he raised his head to look at me. “No, you're giving birth

soon.” He said.

I creased my forehead. “I'm only 4 months pregnant.” I said.

He took a deep breath and stepped closer to me again.

"Please don't make everything complicated.” He begged.

“Am 1? I just found out that my husband was still in love with someone

else,”

He went silent from that.

“Look, I don’t want to argue. I wanted peace of mind. This is too much

for me."

He took a deep breath, “Where the fact did you knew about her?” He

asked.

I fake a smirk. “I don't know. Maybe in my dreams?” I just said and laid

on the bed.

I will runaway from here.

I turned on the other side of the bed and a tear streamed down again.

“I will definitely run away from here.” I said to my mind.

Damn, Vigor. You just killed me thrice.