“Eggs, mustard, soya sauce” I had been right so far. “Apple juice, cheese, and a few of the condiment bottles from under the sink.” I pointed at the sink in question and Chance grabbed the ‘condiment bottles.’ That they had used.
“Guy’s those aren’t condiments.” I screamed in horror. I was right the food would have killed me. “It’s bleach and car fluid.” The twins looked at each other accusingly.
“You almost killed my Baby Grey.” Drake screamed as he rushed at them. The boys tried running but the twins being them ran into each other and crashed to the floor in a heap. It would have been comical if I didn’t know Drake would kill them.
Drake stood over them shaking I could tell he was trying to control his wolf. “Drake it was an accident, if you don’t step away from my brothers I will never forgive you.” He looked up from the crumpled twins. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply the twins used this as a good time to jump off the floor and hide behind me.
“We’re sorry.” The twins cried out as they pulled me in to a hug. I know they didn’t mean it so I told them I forgave them. Drake had calmed down and looked at them slightly apologetically. “Sorry Drake we thought it was cooking stuff.” Chance told him.
“You have to know we would never purposely hurt her.” Chase mentioned almost as an afterthought.
“Its fine, I’m just still in over protective mode from her fight.” All they boys nodded in understanding. I was Drakes mate marked or not he would be protective. I wonder why he wasn’t affected by these things before I left maybe because he didn’t think I was in physical danger.
“We get it.” The twins were really forgiving knowing them they’ll all forget it in an hour.
“How about we go out for breakfast?” I suggested as Jay and Trey staggered into the kitchen. The boys agreed and we all separated to shower and dressed.
Drake walked me to my door before he went to his bedroom. I was shocked that he hadn’t tried to convince me to let him join like he normally would. I showered quickly and dressed in ripped skinny jeans and a purple top, grabbed my leather jacket. I left my hair wet knowing it would dry quickly on my bike. The only thing I did was straighten my bang so it wouldn’t curl crazily like the rest of my hair and put on some mascara.
The boys were waiting in the living room by the time I was done. They all had wet hair and wore jeans and a different coloured shirt.
“The diner?” I ask knowing there are not many other choices for decent food in this town.
“Sounds good.” The boys all agreed. Drake grabbed my hand and walked out of the house holding me. I was starting to fall for Drake and I still wasn’t sure if I wanted that to happen.
I jumped on my baby as all the guys got in to James escalate and Hunters Ferrari. I revved my engine and begrudgingly put on my helmet when I saw Drakes glare.
By the time the boys got to the diner I was wearing my shades and leaning against my bike. A group of human boys were staring at me like I was the answer to their dreams. The boys jumped from the cars and surrounded me. Drake wrapped his arm around me and I chuckled at his sign of possession.
“Hurry.” Chance yelled from the door of the diner.
“We’re hungry.” Chase screamed as he ducked through the door his twin had been holding open. The guys all followed at a much slower pace than the road runner twins. “Hurry the hell up.” They screamed together after they noticed our average speed.
“Guys we better hurry I’m afraid they might eat us.” I whispered to the guys. It’s sad but I’m a hundred percent serious. Everyone knows you can’t trust hungry teenage boys they become more animal then human and not just the werewolves. I once saw a human boy eat six burgers, three large fries, and seven hotdogs and he had a six pack. I want to know how that’s fair when a girl like myself eats anything bad it sticks to me like glue hence the Buda belly I use to own.
We entered the little diner and I noticed it hadn’t changed at all. The same plain chairs sat in the middle with wooden tables, the booths on the sides had rips in the upholstery and the same plain yellow rose wall paper. The diner was the definition of plain which was the total opposite of its owner and main waitress Marge.