I hold my breath as I stare at my dads face. I can't tell what he's thinking because his face is completely blank.
I don't think I've ever seen him so emotionless. Honestly, it scares the crap out of me. I wish I could know what he was thinking.
Even if he was mad at me, that would be better than nothing.
"Dad?" I manage to choke out. My throat has run dry and my lungs hurt from holding in that air for so long.
He doesn't even look in my direction or make any infarction to show that he heard me. I know that he did, but if he's not responding, that can't be a good sign.
My mom bites her lip as she shoots me a concerned look. She moves closer to my dad and places her hand on his back.
I see him relax slightly, but he is still just staring at Blake with an emotionless face.
Blake stares back at him, but he seems to be completely at ease.
How can he be so calm? My dads probably going to explode any minute! If I were him I would be looking for places to hide.
It takes me a few minutes to realize that Blake and my dad are mind linking each other.
Neither one of their expressions give anything away.
I resist the urge to bite my nails, something that I do when I'm extremely nervous or anxious. It's a habit that I'm desperately trying to break.
I know my dad wouldn't disown me or anything, but I wanted for him to find out in a better way.
I wanted to be the person to tell him, but that can't happen anymore because of his stupid enhanced senses.
I wonder how he knew though? Did he see my mark or could he just sense it?
I'll have to ask once I know the storm has passed. It's probably just because I've never been good at hiding things from anyone, especially my parents.
My dad and Blake continue in their heated mind conversation and all I want is to run far away from here.
My mom moves away from my dad and walks over to me.
"Everything's going to be alright. You don't need to worry so much. I, for one, am very happy for you. I remember when your dad first marked me, I-" I cut her off by gently nudging her in the stomach, which actually wasn't so gentle, before she says anything else.
As much as I love my parents and how adorable I think they are, I would rather not hear about them that way.
I see my dads lips twitch slightly, and I know he just heard what my mom murmured in my ear.
My mom lets out an annoyed huff before rolling her eyes.
"Really though, you need to calm down. I don't like seeing you so worried," my mom states as she rubs a soothing hand up and down my back.
I let out a little sigh and lean into her touch.
She always knows just what to say to make everything better. Even if some of the things and says are crazy, I know she has good intentions and they never fail to make me smile or laugh. I don't know what I would do without her.
My dad clears his throat loudly, and the urge to bite my nails returns. I hold my hands together behind my back and ignore that urge.
My dad wipes a hand across his forehead before he turns his gaze onto me.
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*this book has been on a super long hiatus for forever and i'm not sure when it will be finished. i do want to finish this story but i'm not sure when i'll be able to since life is crazy. i just wanted to post this warning since i've seen some comme...