Chapter 21

Thomas POV ♤

Ever since Axel and I had our date, we've been doing coupley things.  He's been holding my hand at random points and snuggling with me on the couch loveseat thing in his room.  Every now and then he will get this look, like he wants to eat me.

He is hornier than a rabbit during mating season.

Then there's Mike.  I haven't seen too much of him since I chose Axel, but I have seen him mope around a few times.  He looks broken. His movements are clumsy.

It's starting to break my heart.

I was honestly wondering if I made the right decision.  Though, I only question it when I see Mike. Whenever I'm with Axel it seems like the perfect choice.

The harsh sizzling of bacon grease, brought me back to the now.  Axel was making us breakfast wearing his favorite purple apron with a unicorn on it.  I'm pretty sure it's only his favorite since he stole it from Mike.

"Are we really having pancakes again?"  I asked him.

"What's wrong with pancakes?"  I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Axel to answer my question with another question.

"Nothing, but we've had them everyday for over a week."  I love pancakes but when you have them everyday it gets boring.  Where's the fluctuation in food. A pattern would be better.

"I thought they were you favorite food."  He looked like a puppy who's just been told he's not allowed to be on the couch.

"They are."  I told him with a pat to the shoulder.  It normally cheers him up when I do that.  "Just not everyday. It gets boring."

He looked at me challenging.  Dark skin got one shade tanner,  and his eyes got lighter, the color of over cooked caramel.  It was lowkey hot, I can't fucking believe I used that description.

"Will you find me boring if I do this everyday?"  He took the maple syrup off the counter and poured a small amount onto his hand.  While he was doing this he was kissing up and down my neck, most likely leaving hickies.  He hit my sweet spot and sucked hard. I'm embarrassed to say that it made little me excited, and I let out a few rather loud moans.  Suddenly he pulled away and booped me on the tip of my nose with his syrup covered hand. Tauntingly he said "I don't think so."

"Food is different"  I whined. "This isn't boring it's frustrating, you asshole!"

"Yeah, your right.  I just wanted a chance to hear my mate moan."  Axel admitted in defeat.

I gave him a look that said "fuck you", and glanced around the counter for something to through at his stupid face.  What caught my interest was a wooden spoon that for some reason and long holes in it. I chucked it. It flew right past his head, just grazing his ear.

"So close."  I sighed.

"It's not nice to throw spoons."  He said doing a girly voice, for some reason.

"If I did the nice thing everytime, I'd be broken hearted and depressed."  I retorted. If you're always nice people walk all over you, returning your kindness with anger because they can't understand it themselves.  It's sad but a fact.

"Wow, way to take a light hearted conversation and turn it into a cry fest."  He muttered. His face looking conflicted, like he was deep in thought regardless of his semi-shallow words.

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Over.  Under. Pull.  Repeat.

Knitting has become my new favorite thing to do in under 2 days.  I can understand why the stereotypical grandmothers enjoy it. It has calmed all of my nerves, even if just for a small amount of time.

I continued making my scarf, because it is the easiest thing to do and I can only do basics.  It was pretty dark green that looked nearly black, plus the yarn had a metallic shine. I plan on making it for Mike, since I feel bad about ditching him.  The more I think about the more I wish I kept my mouth shut and didn't choose, I care about them both. Dammit!

It's okay, just keep knitting your scarf.  Stop thinking about how much of a bastard you are.  I tried to counsel myself, for the 5th time today.

My door flung open but surprisingly didn't make much sound.  It was missing the squeak I got accustomed to.

"Thommy, I need to talk to you."  I stared at Mike. I haven't seen him in a week, and he looks awful.  He hasn't shaved, he has bags under his eyes, and he's incredibly pale.  Mike looks like a skeleton.

"What happened to you?  Are you all right? You look dead!"  My voice was shaky and my eyes are watering like crazy.  I dropped all my knitting stuff and pulled him into a hug.

"I'm fine, but we have to go."

With that Mike started dragging me out of my room.  Not even ten seconds later he turned around and pulled me right back into my room.  He sat me down on the bed and told me to "stay".

"Woof"  I replied and watched him start packing my bag.  "So, can I ask why we are leaving?"

"I can't lose you."

"Are you kidnapping me again?"  I asked him with a raised eyebrow.  At least he's being nicer about it this time.

"No.  Axel told me to take you somewhere safe."  He glared out my window like he was getting prepared to save me from something like that.

Just like that I was silent.  It took him ten minutes to finish packing for me, then we were off.  I was back in Axel's black jeep. Looking over at the car speedometer I saw that we were going roughly 95 mph.  If Mike wasn't a Fae I would think we were about to crash.

"Hey!  Speedy Gonzalez where are we going?" I asked him harsh tone, so he knew I meant business.

"We are going to another safe house, that won't be under attack in about 10 minutes."  He said casually, like this was a normal Saturday. Looking at the clock on the car stereo I saw that it was 11:52.

So the hunters are attacking at midnight.  I scoff, how cliche. Then a scary thought entered my brain.

"Is Axel going to be okay?"  The worry showed in my voice, it made my stutter attack ten fold.

Axel must have noticed it since he said " I'm sure he'll be fine.  He's a big boy." I think he added the last part to try and make me laugh.  I appreciated the gesture but it didn't work. I did try to smile though, for him.

"But what if he isn't?"  I whispered.

"You'll still have me.  I know I'm your second choice, but I promise you that if he doesn't make it I'll take care of you like I was your first.  I wouldn't let anything happen to you." Mike told me with sincerity leaking out of his eyes and voice.

"Why didn't Axel take me away himself?"

Mike glared into the road.  His now pale, almost transparent, face made him look like a sad ghost.  His eyes looked dull and broken at all times, especially when they landed on me.

"I'm dyeing.  You were my last chance and you chose Axel.  A Fae can't live without a mate, and I was rejected by the other two 37 years ago, and now you.  I wouldn't be much help in a fight, so I was tasked to take you somewhere safe. I'll be dead in a year."  He ranted, he was angry but not at me. He was angry at the way the world works. I know his because he still glanced at me with all the tenderness of an old dog to its sick master.

"That's it?  There has to be some way to save you!  I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I killed you!"  I yelled, I was so mad at myself. I just killed someone whom I care deeply about!  He told me I was his last chance too! And I ignored him, and his desperate pleas for help.  For a chance!

I started sobbing.  Giant globs of tears went down my face, making puddles on my shirt.  Snot was running out of my nose like a fucking river. I was a mess and too broken to care.  When did life become such a shithole?

I looked back at the clock and saw that it was 11:59.  One more minute before my life flips.

"There is a way to save me, but I fear it might ruin everything I love about you."  I almost didn't hear him. This the only good news I've heard all night.

"How."

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A/N:

1-2 more chapters left, then the epilogue.  I wanted to get them out this week but I misjudged how much time I would spend studying for semester tests.  However I am determined to get them out before February.

Just a little FYI, the next 1-2 chapters will be a shitstorm of character Povs.  It will also be a fucking cry fest.  Be prepared.

Also quick question, who would you be the most mad at me for killing off?

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