Dancing in the Dark

Chapter 39. Free Fall

So you all deserve a chapter!!!

I deleted the original chapter 39 with Kate Dark and I'm glad I did. I did not like it all!!

Okay, here we go!

We are going to do things differently in this chapter. Sorry if you aren't a supporter of gay anything, because if you aren't really big on that then you can skip the first POV

I'll still include Raven but . . . .

Blake's POV***

I growled, pinning Cayde down. He smirked at me, brushing a bead of sweat off my forehead. Frustrated, I backed off of him and sat down on the forest floor.

"What's the matter?" He asked, or moreso whimpered. I felt my wolf growl. He wanted Cayde. But this was wrong. We were wrong.  Fate messed up.

"You know what's the matter!" I hissed. Cayde's eyes became a softer shade of brown as he sat down, and brought his knees to his chest. 

"You still don't want me, do you?" He suddenly spoke the words that we've been avoiding for the past year. I couldn't look at him any longer, I just couldn't bare it. I blame the bond that mother nature forced between us by accident.

I gulped, blinking hard. His voice was so weak, and filled with sorrow. My heart clenched.

"It's-"

"Complicated!?" He suddenly cut in. Shocked, I stared at him as he stood up.

"Why can't you just accept it?!" He shouted. He was normally so calm and collected, but I could tell he was sick of our situation. I looked around, wandering if anyone could hear him. My panic set in at the fact of someone finding us in the woods. We were "training" or at least that's what Cayde had asked me to do with him. But he's making it difficult. 

"Accept what?" I growled before getting on my feet, towering over him. 

"Blake, you know what! Just say it! Say the one thing you've pretended you weren't all year since you found out I was your mate!" 

"I don't know what you're talking about," I growled with defiance, crossing my arms. But I wasn't an idiot. Of course I knew.

"You can't even come to terms with what you are, let alone what you want. It's disgusting," He whispered, looking at the ground as small tears clung to his bottom lashes. A part of me wanted to take him in my arms and console him. But I'm not like that. 

"If you don't want me, then . . then I might as well kill myself!"

"Don't say that!" I snarled.

His black eyes locked with mine in a strange ferocity he never seemed to have before. I shrank back.

"Why? Don't tell me you actually care?" He whispered with venom.

I stayed silent, though my wolf was howling in despair. Since I discovered fate bound me and Cayde together, I could never accept it. I thought I liked girls. I mean, I DID like girls. A lot. But on that one night I met him . . . it became clear that fate was going to change my liking.

"Of course I care," I muttered.

"You have a lousy way of showing it," He growled. 

I felt a knife get thrown into my heart. Why did we hide this for so long? It just made things more complicated.  It didn't make sense. We don't make sense. But maybe we don't have to. I won't deny the want I have for him. I can't deny it. But I don't know how to do this. I'm so confused, it hurts.