His Hunter Mate (Sequel) ON HOLD

Chapter 5 - Burden

"I never hurt you. When did I ever hurt you?" I growled out.

"Yes you did Zander! Yes you did! I've always loved you yet all I ever was to you is a one night stand. A play thing, you use and throw away." She growled back at me, getting off the bed.

"No Betsy! I think of you as a friend. An amazing friend." I replied back, getting off the bed as well.

"Friends don't sleep with each other! And the only reason I put up with you and your crap is because I love you and you know it too. If I was your friend, I'd have ran away from you a long time ago. And honestly, I thought you had called me over today as an actual friend only for me to find out the reason you called me was for sex. That hurts Zander. And I don't even want to imagine how much it would hurt Rosie if she ever finds out about this. You know what, I don't even care if you hurt me because I know I'll find my mate and get over you. But Rosie can't. And I refuse to be the reason she's hurting." I stayed quiet staring down at the ground not knowing what to say to her. In a way she was right. I do use her all the time, but I honestly didn't know she still loved me. I thought she had gotten over me when we broke up.

Betsy grabbed my face in between her hands making me look up at her. "Zander listen to me. Rosie's your mate and before you lost your memories, she was the love of your life. She's an amazing, beautiful person who doesn't deserve all the pain you're causing her. And don't you feel anything for her? Anything at all? Can't you tell she's your mate?"

"I can. My wolf goes crazy over her. I also feel these weird sparks when I touch her. And I do admit she's beautiful. But I don't want her as my mate. She's human and weak and-"

"Shut up Zander! Rosie is the strongest person I've ever met. I've become really good friends with her over the past month and I can see how much pain she's gone through, yet she still fights it. She stays strong holding on to the hope that one day everything will be alright. And that's what I admire about her. She's stubborn. And her stubborn quality is whats kept her sane and determined. I've also talked to your mom about her and she's told me all the horrible things Rosie had to go through. Have you not seen all the scars on her body?" She asked me.

"No." I replied back, staring at the ground once again. Rosie did look like she had gone through a lot, I had to admit.

"Well of course you haven't. But those scars show how strong she is as a person. Some of those scars were caused by you and some by others. And she hates them. But they show how strong she is." She said, grabbing my face to make me look up at her again. "Zander, please go fix things with her. Yes she is human but humans aren't as bad as you think they are. They are amazing people and she's a great example of one. She's so sweet and caring. I used to hate her too but it ended up becoming so hard to. She's just so loving and nice. And she is not weak at all. So don't you dare say she is! And you were madly in love with her. So please Zander. Get to know her atleast. That's all. Then you can decide if you like her or not."

I couldn't help but consider it. Betsy rarely ever talked good about others. And Rosie's attractive and maybe if I try to get to know her, my wolf might shut up and stop being so annoying. My mom and sister also really like her, as well as James and Danny.

"Fine. But I doubt she wants to spend time with me now because I kinda was a really big asshole to her." I said causing Betsy to sigh.

"At least you admit it." She muttered. "But don't worry. I'm pretty sure she'd want to spend time with you no matter what. She loves you more than you can imagine." Betsy said smiling. "Now go! Right now!"

"Ok ok!" I said smiling back at her. I turned to leave when I turned around again, pulling her into a side hug. "I love you too by the way. As a friend. You really are an amazing friend. And I'd like for us to maintain this newfound friendship." I said causing her to grin back at me.

"Thank you Zander. But first fix things with Rosie and fall madly in love with her again." She said and I nodded my head. I kissed her cheek, saying goodbye before I left my room to find Rosie.

I recalled what happened in my room with Rosie last night and felt guilty. She told me all the things she missed about me, yet all I told her was that I hated her. I mean she is my mate and if she does love me as much as she claims, then it must have really hurt her, what I said.

I was just so angry about her being pregnant. No one warned me about it and the thought of it brought a lot of stress. But I honestly should try and fix things. Especially for my unborn child. I would never wish for him to be fatherless. I'd never wish that upon anyone.

I mean it was a hectic month, finding out Steven wasn't my father and Sebastian was. Sebastian had been absent my entire life, not by choice obviously, which is why I was stuck with that bastard Steven. Life would have been great if Steven had never entered my life and Sebastian had always been my father. And Sebastian is honestly great. I've only know him for a month but I love him already.

The fact that I never had my true father is the reason I don't want my child to be fatherless. I'd be completely heartless if I wasn't there for him or her.

I reached my room and stood outside my door contemplating this, one last time. Did I really want to work things out with Rosie? Did I really want to try to get to know her? Did I want the responsibility of a father?

I honestly didn't want any of that. But if I thought about it, I was being completely unfair to Rosie. She was my mate and from what I heard, when one mate rejects the other, it's the most horrible feeling in the entire world. I also apparently used to be "madly in love" with her. And it was technically my fault she was pregnant, too.

Coming to terms with all that, I decided it would be the smart and mature thing to fix things with Rosie.

Before I changed my mind, I grabbed the door handle and went inside my room. I found the room empty, only to here sobbing sounds coming from the bathroom. I walked to the bathroom door to find it slightly open. I peeked inside and found Rosie sitting in front of the toilet seat in only a thin slip, sobbing. I guessed she had morning sickness mixed with a broken heart. Seeing her made me feel really guilty for how I had been treating her. No one deserved this.

I slowly opened the bathroom door and quietly knelt down beside her. Her gaze immediately snapped to mine, her sobs increasing when she saw it was me. I looked away not being able to look at her. She looked so tired and physically weak because of the pregnancy. Her eyes were red and puffed up, her face splotchy as well. And the bags underneath her eyes were very prominent. And she looked like she would pass out any second.

She suddenly arched over the toilet, emptying her stomach out again. Her hair was sticking to the sides of her face from her tears and getting in the way so I pushed them behind her ears, holding them back for her. It was the least I could do while she vomited.

Once she looked like she was done, I quietly helped her stand up and brought her a cup of water so she could rinse her mouth out. Once she was done, I gathered her up in my arms and carried her out the room and into my bedroom.

I couldn't help but notice all the scars on her body I had never noticed before. Mostly because she always kept them covered. I internally flinched when I saw how horrible some of them were. Betsy wasn't kidding when she said this girl went through a lot.

I brought her to my bed and laid her down. She looked up at me with her tired, drained out eyes. "I'm sorry for being such a burden to you." She whispered before passing out.