Not Going To Happen

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(A/N Josiah "Joey" 🔝)


"It's very complicated, but let me start off by saying how sorry I am!"

"You're sorry! Really, SORRY?! Sorry, doesn't cut it! Do you have any idea what I went through? DO YOU?!"

"Do you think it was easy for me?! I am the one who had to live knowing I was dead to you!"

"WELL WHOOPED DE DOO! What do you want, a round of applause? You're the one who chose to fake your own death, and let me believe it!"

"I should have known you wouldn't listen to me, you never listen to reason!"

"Oh so now I'm the one at fault?!"

"That's not what I meant and you know it stop twisting my words!"

"You know what I can't do this right now." I take a deep breath to compose myself before walking past him and towards the door. "Stay here if you want, I'll be back in a while."

I hear him calling my name as I walk out. Can't I have a moment to breath? Just once?
I hear his steps thundering behind me, just as I reach the living room I feel his hand wrap around my bicep, wrenching me around to face him.

"Don't walk away from me!"

"Let me go."

"Baby, I love you, please just give me a chance to explain!"

I sigh, "I will, but not right now. Can't you see I need some time!"

"How much time?"

I yank my arm free! "As much as I need! If it's to long of a wait, then don't!"

"Baby, that's not what I meant, I just want things to be back the way they were!"

It'll never be the same again.

"I know."

Walking away was hard, yet easy at the same time. Driving away, I had no idea where I was going, and I don't really care. So here I am driving without direction.
Rolling down my window I inhale the comforting scent of the greenery, the foliage and the sunshine. Today was one of the most confusingly painful days of my life.
My heart hurts. Its a familiar feeling, I should be used to it, but sadly I'm not. How could Joey do this to me? To us? Wasn't I good enough, didn't I try hard enough? What could have possibly made me so disposable, that he wouldn't just break of our relationship but fake his own death?!
Hoping to drowned my pain away, I turn up the radio. Blasting my favorite tunes like there's no tomorrow really helps me, it's almost therapeutic somehow.
After I while I find myself in town, pulling up to a movie theater, I check the money I have. None. Great! Sighing I start my engine and begin the long drive back, looks like I'll have to face my problems sooner then I hoped.
Adulthood stinks. Responsibility is overrated. Maybe love is fake, maybe it's like just something parents tell you about to get you to go to bed. A "justifiable" lie, to make the world seem more magical then it is. Or maybe it exists only for certain people?
If Joey loved me, really loved me, he wouldn't have abandoned me like that would he? If he was in trouble I would have gone with him. He was everything to me, he was my sunshine in this dark world. I guess I forgot to much sunshine can be  just as bad as to little.
Of course maybe I'm overreacting, maybe I should try to understand it from his point of view. Maybe he was scared I wouldn't love him if I found out he was a wolf, maybe he thought I would find his death easier then the truth.
Maybe I nagged at him to much, expected to much. Maybe all of this was my fault, maybe I should give it another shot. I do love him, don't I? And he is here now.
Before long I pull in to the pack house. Shutting of the motor I sit in silence bracing myself. I will give him, us, another chance. Maybe things will be different, this time. I'm certainly going to give it my all.
Walking in, I make my way quietly to my room. A door opens up right before mine, and Joey comes out.

"Are you alright?"

I nod, studying him. He hasn't changed that much at all. He pulls me into a tight embrace,

"I love you."

"I know."

"I really wish I'd done things differently."

"We both, could have done things differently."

"Do you think you could ever give me another chance?"

I nod against his shoulder, hoping the longer we stay in our embrace the more sure I'll become.

"I want to try again, but Joey,"

I pull away enough to gaze up into his eyes.


"What if we can't make this work?"

He strokes my back gently, as I rest my hands upon his chest.

"We can, and we will."

He leans in and gently plants a kiss on my nose.

"You think to much."

"I know,"

I laugh lightly, gazing up into his hypnotic hazel eyes.

"But you love it."

He grins, "That I do."

He leans in slowly, giving me time to pull away before planting a chaste kiss on my lips.

"I guess I'll say good night, for now."

"Or you could invite me in, and we could start making up for lost time!"

I roll my eyes,

"Not going to happen, Josiah!"

He pouts, but from the twinkle in his eye I know he's just teasing me. Just like before, like nothing's changed. But it has. I have.

"If you're sure?"

"I am good night."

"Night babe."

"Sweet dreams."

"As long as you're in them they will be."

I blush,

"Sleaz bucket!"

"I'm not sleazy, you just have a dirty mind."

"Whatever, Joey!"

I can feel my blush deepening in color. As I speed walk the rest of the way to my room, shutting the door behind me. Heart racing, blood pumping, with a million dollar smile on my face.


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