The Protector I Never Wanted

Chapter 2

Chapter 2-

I crossed my arms defiantly as I stared mystified at my dumb ass brother.

"And what makes you think I would want to ride with him?" Venom filled my voice as I gestured to the thing that was talking with Daniel and Haylie (Zander's protector) and hating the twinge of jealousy that ran through me as Quinn laughed at something Haylie said. So, I channeled my feelings into my words. Zander sighed, used to my bitter self by now.

"Rosie, just ride with him for five minutes to the house, please? I know what he did to you was unforgivable from a mate standpoint, but maybe you can at least be civil on the protector level. Just let him do his job and keep you safe." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Yeah, cause that worked out so well last time we tried that" I said showing himthe scares on my wrists from where the handcuffs Quinn had put on me burnedtheir memory into my skin forever. Large hands wrapped around my wrist and I looked up to see Quinn frowning down at my hands. I tugged at them.

"Let me go Quinn." When he finally dropped them I rubbed them slightly, they were a bit tingley. I shot Zander one last withering look before climbing into the car with Quinn. 

The ride to the house was silent, which I was thankful for as I needed time to think about how this was going to work. I came to the conclusion that I would give him a shot at being my protector, but never let him close enough to be my mate again. When we pulled up to a stop in front of a pretty house, I mechanically opened the car door and stumbled to the front door. Seeing as it was eleven at night I decided to head to one of the rooms and conk out but as walked into an inviting room a warm hand grab mine and turned me around. 

"Quinn, I'm too tierd to play your games please just let me rest." He let go of me but didn't move. 

"No games, I just need to tell you something. The things I've done to you are burned into my brain as constant reminder as to why I will never be good enough for you. Every night I dream of you, dream of getting to hold you and love you but I understand that thats as close as I'll ever get to the real thing. That being said I'm going to change your opinon of me." He stopped there and just stared at me. "I'm sorry I should'nt have said anything." He turned and left. Confused with his actions and honestly too tired to care I layed on the bed and withen minutes I was out. 

And just like always the nightmare came. 

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Quinn's POV

I must be insane. Or possessed. What the hell was I thinking going into her room and dumping all that on her? What as I expecting out of it? A smile, a hug, forgiveness? None of which I deserve from her.

Her. My angel, My life. My Rose. 

Ever since the night we first met I have been plauged with her everywhere I go. I couldn't really call it a plauge seeing as how it kept her close to me and I welcomed it. I went back into my room and pace. I have always been a pacer, just like my father. his motto was 'if there was a problem you couldn't figure out, pace and the answer will come to you.'