You'll Always Hold My Heart (ON HOLD AND EDITING)

Amie ended up staying a few more hours before she went back home to her own pack, where she should've been. Anakin ended up having to catch up on pack business for the evening, and by the time he went to bed, I was already asleep.

I woke up to see him pulling on a jacket, already fully dressed. "Where are you going?" I asked, half asleep. "I'm going to show Amie the sunrise," he grinned. "She said she's never seen it before." That made me wide awake. I had told Anakin that I'd always wanted to see the sunrise, and he'd promised me that he'd take me to see it sometime. That was last year. He knew Amie for only three months, and knew me for a year and a half and he was doing stuff with her that he was supposed to be doing with me. My heart broke a little more. "Bye, be back in a few," He said, pecking me on the cheek quickly before leaving. The first tear dropped a few minutes after he left. Soon, I was full on sobbing, while Anakin and Amie were probably cuddled up somewhere, holding hands and being lovey dovey. I decided right there that I wouldn't let Anakin effect me the way he did anymore. I was done being his rebound girl.

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"Hey," Anakin smiled, coming through the door. Normally, I'd jump in to his arms and greet him with a kiss on the cheek and I missed yous. This time, I just nodded at him and went to the kitchen. I could tell he was confused, because he followed me into the kitchen. "Is something wrong?" He asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. Everything's wrong! I wanted to shout at him. Instead, I decided on subtly taking his hand off my shoulder and shrugging. "Nope," I replied, taking a bottle of orange juice out of the fridge. I brought it up to my lips, only to have it ripped out of my grasp. I looked at my mate wtih a what-the-hell expression on my face.

"Tell me," he demanded. I averted my eyes away from his smoldering gray eyes, only to have him lift my chin up. "Nothing's wrong," I spat out, enjoying the look of shock on his face. I was the sweet, innocent girl that never did anything wrong; I never raised my voice at anyone, ever. "Victoria," Anakin said with a serious tone. I mentally gulped at his use of my real name. "Did I do something wrong? Just tell me."

Finally, I just couldn't take it. He was so painfully oblivious. "Yes, you did something wrong! You never make time for me anymore! You say you don't have time for dates anymore, but you're always with Amie! You never tell me you love me anymore! You seem so much more interested in her than me, and you're doing everything I wanted with her! Do you know that the pack looks at me with pity whenever I'm near them?! You're my mate! I shouldn't have to doubt your love for me! A-a-are you cheating on me?"

I was full on sobbing by now, and I was taking shaky breaths. Anakin's eyes turned black. "That's it? Because we don't go on dates anymore? Because you're afraid of your reputation, you think I'm cheating? Bloody hell." He laughed without humor. "Amie would never complain about something like this," he mumbled. That was it. I knew what I had to do. I had to break up with Anakin. I could never be in a relationship with someone knowing that they were comparing me to another girl; I had to get out of here. I knew he and the rest of the pack would never let me though; I had to run away. I wiped my tears away and stared at him with no life in my eyes. "Okay." I said in a monotonous voice. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I overreacted because my mate spends time with a girl more then he spends time with me. I'm sorry I'm such a bitch." Anakin winced at my language, but he still had a hard look in his eyes. "I'm sorry I'm a failure as a mate." I mumbled, running out of the room. I ran to the living room, collapsing on the couch. I heard Anakin stomping out of the house, slamming the door closed so hard it nearly broke. I went over to the liquor cabinet and took out the vodka Anakin drank after an especially hard day. I never drank, but I could think of no other way to stop thinking about what happened. I opened the bottle and took a big swig.

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Anakin's POV

I couldn't get Ria's face out of my mind. Sure, I did have feelings for Amie, but Ria was my mate. The tiny crush I had on Amie was nothing compared to the love I had for her. Seeing her like that hurt. I drove to Amie's house, where I saw her on the porch. She ran up to my car. "Are you alright, babe?" she asked. I stumbled into her arms. "Ria and I had a fight," I mumbled. I felt Amie kiss my cheek. "It's okay," she said. She held me for the rest of the evening, mumuring to me that Ria was wrong and she was a bitch. I wanted to strangle Amie for saying it, but I tried to convince myself that she was right. My wolf growled at the thought.