After the party I head to my room for the night feeling drained.I turn the corner of the hallway and come to see Pierson leaning against my door waiting for me.I think about turning around, but he instantly looks up as if sensing my presence right away. I just want to go to bed and to do that there's no other way than going the way he seems to be blocking. "Hey," he greets me."What is it Pierson?" I say tiredly skipping the pleasentries. He must want something. He searches my face almost as if he's trying to look for some sort of answer. His green eyes are boring into mine and it's making me feel slightly on edge. I shift my weight from one foot to the other."Do you really believe there's nothing here for you?" He finally says.His question catches me by surprise. I don't understand it. Wait, is that why he stormed off the way he did? Was he mad that I didn't think he was a good enough reason to stay here for? What does he expect we're not even together?"Why does it matter to
"When you walked into class six years ago and we locked eyes I couldn't be happier that you were my mate," Pierson begins.It's so weird to think back to that day. I remember that feeling too. It was the best feeling in the world. It felt so invigorating and like something I have never felt in my life. "I always found you quite interesting. You were so quiet when you lived in the pack house and after your mom died you just disappeared. At school I would steal glances at you and always had this weird fascination to know more about you. To know the mysterious blue eyed girl who sent my heart racing everytime I even thought about her. When you walked into class and I felt the pull I wasn't surprised. It's like I always knew you were supposed to be with me. The universe was just confirming it," he confesses.My chest squeezes tight and I feel dazed. I still have so many questions to be answered, but I know I should let him continue."But then I remembered Rachel..." His eyes stare intens
Pierson's POVIt's been a few days since I've seen Elena and I feel a hundred pounds lighter. She knows. She knows I have always wanted her and still do.I meant what I said. I'm going to make her mine. Noah will not have her. I thought about her every second of everyday when she was away. I can't let her slip through my fingers. Not again.I open the door to my father's room and cross through the darkness over to his bed.I sit in the soft black recliner placed next to it and turn on the lamp that lies on the table beside me. The room fills with a soft dim glow. I look at the bed and see his peaceful sleeping body. His thin, dark hair is swept across his forehead and the same eyes we share are closed hiding the pain I see in them when they are open. He looks thinner from the last time I saw him. He's cheeks are hallowing in and he looks pale. My frown deepens. He doesn't look good at all.I ball the white sheets next to his bed into my hands and lower my head. Why can't I take the
Pierson's POV I take my dad's advice and head down to Elena's office with twelve long stemmed roses and a box of chocolates.When I arrive outside the door I start to over think my plan. I look at the contents in my hands. Isn't this to Valentinsey?Before I can turn around and back out I hear a small voice behind me, "Pierson?"I turn around and am met with those gorgeous blue eyes."Hey Elena. I was just looking for you."She looks to my hands. "I got these for you," I tell her while handing each item to her.I scratch the back of my neck nervously. She looks a little confused, but I can see her small smile. "Thank you. That was very sweet of you." "You're welcome." She sniffs the roses. "So I was wondering if you wanted to go get something to eat with me?" I ask her.She stops her action and freezes. Now she looks nervous. Her mouth opens once and closes."We can just go as friends if you want. Just a quick bite, that's it. It doesn't have to be a date," I add. She looks at me,
Elena's POV I run around the corner before he can see me and peek to see if I've been caught.Noah looks through each door. In and out. In and out. When he checks the last door he scratches his head and glances around before walking in the opposite direction of me.I turn my head back around and take a deep breath as I sink into the wall.I know I'm a coward, but I can't face him right now. Not after what Pierson has told me and not after our kiss. My life feels like a complete and total mess right now and I don't know how to de-mess it. De-mess? Is that even a word? Uhhh, what's wrong with my brain. It's supposed to be a doctor brain. It should know things.Wow that didn't even make any sense either."What's wrong with you?" Someone whispers in my ear. The sound startles me and I jump off the wall holding my chest to keep my heart from jumping out.I look to the person who almost gave me a heart attack. "Don't do that Em!" I whisper screech at her. I forgot we were meeting today fo
Can't I catch a break? Isn't there already enough things going on in my life right now? I don't need any more drama.My father looks me over up and down as I stand there."You look much different than the last time I saw you," he muses."Why are you here?" I don't care what I look like. I don't want to make small talk with this monster.He looks taken aback by my response. When he recovers he answers. "I came to see you, of course. To see what you've been up to all these years. It looks like you're doing quite well," he says as he gestures to my office.I narrow my eyes at him. "Well you came and saw. You can leave now," I say monotone.He wants to see what I've been up to! Well he could've googled my name instead of showing up here. He hasn't tried to contact me since I left.I'm sure he didn't even care that I left that day.I turn to the side and hold a hand out signalling for him to leave.He walks my way."Elena, I came here to make amends for what I've done," he sighs.Make am
Elena's POVDeep breath in. Deep breath out. Repeat.Ok Elena, you got this.I straighten my back and hold my head high as I push the door open to the small cafe I told my father to meet me at. It has taken me two weeks to gather the courage I needed to meet with him.I've come alone like I said I would and didn't take Pierson up on his offer. I decided I needed to do this by myself.In the distance I can see my father at a round, wooden table looking up every few seconds. Most likely awaiting my arrival. When he turns my way we make eye contact and my stomach churns unpleasantly. I quickly look away and walk towards him. When I'm close enough he stands from the table. We awkwardly stand in front of each other not knowing how to greet one another."Hi," he says. I return his greeting before deciding on just taking a seat. He follows suit."You look beautiful Elena," he offers."Thanks," I mutter. "I ordered you a vanilla cappuccino. I know how much you love it." He points to the mu
Elena's POV I feel like I weigh a thousand pounds and my head keeps bumping like there's a DJ dropping his latest mix in a busy club in there.I groan out in pain. I hate being sick. Lying in bed with the blankets pulled up to my chin with a large wad of tissues lying next to me covered in snot, classy I know, is not the way I want to be spending my day.I texted Noah that I wasn't coming in today and he sweetly replied by asking if I wanted him to come up here and do what he does best, that being a doctor.Of course, I told him I too was a doctor and that I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Though, I lied. When I'm sick I turn into a big baby. I can't function properly and the last thing I want to do is take care of myself. I just don't want him to worry about me when he already has so much on his plate.I also don't want him to care for me when I've been awful to him. I've been doing everything in my power to distance myself from him until I can get my situation fig