Chapter 13-Sleeping With A Wolf

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I  just did Carver, I just did! (O.O)---->

Chapter 13

Sleeping With a Wolf

Wynters’ POV

“Let’s start with your mother abusing you.” He says with dark eyes clashing with my nervous blue ones.

I knew that I shouldn’t have said anything! Now he's going to take her away from me. Maybe I can hold him off until I turn 18 in a few weeks. I swallow the food in my mouth and look down at the carton of Heaven. Chinese food is amazing and I've been missing out. Well I've been missing out on a lot of things in my life. It doesn’t even bother me anymore.

“It’s nothing serious Carver, don’t worry.” I shrug and continue eating slowly.

He turns me quickly so I'm straddling his lap and our chests are almost touching. I swallow and peak up at him under my lashes. His eyes are focused on the million stars sitting in the darkening sky but his jaw is ticking quickly. I bite my lip gently minding the split and put the food on the ground before slowly hugging him and resting my head against his strong chest. I close my eyes as his loud heartbeat thuds against my ear.

His arms wrap around me carefully and the blanket wraps around us both cocooning us in warmth. I honestly think most of it is coming from Carver though. He's so warm every time we brush each other. I breathe in deeply and smell some type of body wash I think its Shea butter. I pull back and look up to find his dark eyes watching me closely with a worried glint in them.

“Tell me please.” He whispers with a frown.

I sigh and nod. “I might as well since you already know. Mom drinks a lot. It start when I was six years old, she had a miscarriage. Ever since then she started drinking and being verbally abusive. My dad would always take me away from the house when she was having a drunken fit. Then when daddy died in a bank robbery she blamed me just because I was with him. Since he wasn’t there to take me away I was used as a stress reliever. She hits me and doesn’t let me eat most of the times.”

“Did she touch you…sexually?” He chokes out and I see his eyes water.

“Not really, she tried. I pushed her off though and ran before hiding in my room.” I whisper.

“You can’t go back there Pidge.” He says angrily and I'm shock when he wipes away a stray tear that spills down his cheek.

I frown and shake my head. “I have to Carver, she's my mother. I have to take care of her.”

“Do you hear yourself? She is your mother not the other way around. She should be taking care of you not trying to harm you.” He frowns and light touches my split lip.

“You think I don’t know that? I do know that but I can’t change anything.” I shrug and shove the food into his hands.

“I didn’t mean to upset you Pidge. I'm scared and worried. What if I let you go home and something bad happens to you? I think you should stay here.” He says shocking me.

I push back and stand up quickly. He stays on the ground watching me closely as I pace. He's absolutely crazy! I can’t stay here, not when mother needs me. Who would cook and clean the house? She would starve because Lord knows she wouldn’t cook for herself, she’d burn the house down! Daddy was the one who used to cook. The house would be a mess because I honestly think she forgot how to use a vacuum. 

“I can’t Carver.” I say and shake my head.

His eyes narrow before he smirks. “Fine, then I’ll sleep at your house.”

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