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.'
Normally it works for me but Rose means so much more then being a simple quick fix to me. She was the question, and the answer, the problem, and the solution. I was addictied to her down to the last motion that she did. The way she'd pick at her nails subcontiously when she was thinking. The way her eyes narrowed when she knew something was up.
She was like a mysterious little fox to me. Fierce, and dosn't know her limit but not willing to stop until she found it. She was mine to hold and protect and just when I had tried to do just that I managed to screw it all up. I don't know how I can fix it, but I would do anything. Suddenly my ears perked up as I heard her sheets rustling as she moved restlestly around the bed.
It would hurt anyone if I just went and checked on her, right? Just pop my head in and make sure she's okay?
My selfish side won out as I walked to her door and pushed it open. Walking to her bed a feeling of peace washed over me as I looked down at my life, just being near her gave me a clear head. She was curled up in a ball and clutching the sheets. It looked like she was having a bad dream. I was about to climb in the bed with her and bundle her up into my arms but I knew that if she woke to that she would hate me even more. So I turned and left, each step getting harder and harder until she froze me too my spot as she spoke in her sleep.
"Quinn, no, please don't leave." It was soft, barely even a mumble. But the words played over and over in my head as I was suddenly next to her, holding her in my arms. Her death grip on the sheets smoothed out as she curled into my chest.
We both slept peacefully that night.
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Rose's POV
I won't lie to you and say that I was pleasently surprised when I woke to find Quinn next to me sleep peacefully. But of course my brain had to kick in after a few blissful seconds and logic suddenly said he tried to take advantage of me. So I slipped out of his arms and headed downstairs to the kitchen to find Zander and Haylie in a heated conversation.
Over the last slice of bacon.
I rolled my eyes at the immaturity of the two and stuffed it into my mouth before either of them could notice. Slowly they turned to me their eyes full of horror over the crime I had just commited, so I stuck my tounge out at them.
"Did she just-?" Haylie started
"-take the last of the bacon? Yes." Zander finished for her.
They both slowly walked towards me as I backed up. Suddenly I hit a wall and gulped. They were going to eat me for sure. The wall wrapped two arms arounnd me and pulled me behind it.
Hold on a second....I turned and sure enough there was Quinn glaring at Haylie and Zander.
"Whats going on here?"
"She ate the rest of the bacon!" They said at the same time I said "They're trying to eat me!"
Quinn broke out laughing and even I cracked a smile, his laughter was just too contagious. He cooked more bacon for us and let me tell you he was born to cook. After we all had our fill of yummy bacon we all finished unpacking our things.
It was about noon when Haylie insisted that we go to the gym to work out. With everyone agreeing we piled into the van that had been dropped off at the house and headed to the gym. When we got there, it was not as crowded as I thought it was going to be.
Zander and Quinn went to the mens locker room as Haylie and I went to the ladies. I looked around embaressed at my lack of workout clothes before a comforting hand was layed on my arm. I looked up to see Haylie smiling at me handing some running shorts and a sports bra to me. Giving her a quick thank you smile I changed.
"Um Haylie?"
"Yes?"
"Is this all were suppose to wear?" I looked over at her and saw her dressed in the exact same thing.
"Yup! Gives you easy flexibility and dosn't slow you down. Almost as if you were naked." I might as well be naked for the amount of coverage this outfit gave me. Following Haylie's lead and dressed in only a sports bra and running shorts, Haylie and I exited the locker room.
Instantly arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me to their chest.I really am getting rid of this habit of Quinn's. I struggled to get away from the warm feelings that were pulling at me to forgive everything that he's done to me. Telling me to stay a little while longer in this warm embrace. I sighed loudly letting Quinn know I was annoyed with him, not that he wasn't used to it.
"Go back in and change. Now." His voice tight and angry. I couldn't believe it, this guy was ordering me around now! Hell to the no. And what was so wrong with my outfit?
"Are you alright there miss?" Quinn pulled me tighter into his chest making me incapable to see who the speaker is. All I could tell from the voice was that it was a male, around my age, with a slight country accent. Basically a threat to Quinn making his wolf go a little nuts.
"I'm fine, thanks" I mumbled and prayed to every god there is that he could hear me and go away, otherwise Quin might go wolf on him. A few seconds passed and Quinn dropped his arms, turned, and walked away from me to go start his workout. I felt my eyes tear up at the familiar feelings of rejection and betrayal set into my heart.
I shook it off, I should be used to this by now. I mean, after three years of this you would think I would be strong enough to handle Quinn. Sitting down on the mat, not in the mood to do anything, I let my eyes wander.
My body kept betraying me as my eyes kept going back to Quinn, who was concentrating on the weights he was currently lifting. He was so beautiful as he controlled his muscles perfectly to lift and drop the weights. It really was fascinating to watch.
Catching my eyes from going back to Quinn, who had decided it was to warm in the air conditioned gym and took his shirt off, and drooling like an idiot over his sculpted body, I decided to take a look at some of the other people.
I was trying to place the voice I had heard earlier and decided it would match perfectly with a blond in the corner. He had a nice body, and was modest about it. He wasn't to ripped like Quinn's, but instead was long and lean. His face looked kind and nice, basically the complete opposite of Quinn. I was yanked out of my staring as I heard my name being called.
"Rose!"
"Yeah?" Quinn sighed
"I was calling your name for like five minutes, what got your attention?" He turned to follow my line of sight. If he found out that I was looking at another male, he would be pissed. Wait, why should I care? Blushing I stumbled to change the conversation.
"Teach me to fight." Quinn narrowed his eyes at me, suspicious, he shook head
"No."
"Why not? Zan gets to get a little tough with Haylie, why do I have to sit here and watch you work out?" I would have to admit a shirtless Quinn was dangerous for me to be around. I might forget the past and jump him but If he taught me to fight then maybe I'd get to take my hatred out on him. Quinn raised his eyebrow with an infuriatingly sexy smirk on his face.
"Is watching me work out so bad? Don't lie to me Rose I know you've been watching me." Blushing on the inside I remained composed on the outside. Wrinkling my nose in disgust I replied.
"Yeah sure, watching you get all stinky is loads of fun. Really, I'm entertained." I got up from where I was sitting on the mat and went over to where Zander and Haylie were in what seemed to be a wrestling match.
Personally, I was cheering for Zander to win, still not over that little fit of jealousy before scholding myself. I shouldn't be jealous over every girl Quinn happens to look at, after all I never really had a claim on him. Then there is the whole hatred for him cause he tried to kill me which in turn made my life a living hell as Zan and I had stay on the run to stay alive. I shook my head; all these conflicting emotions were so confusing. That made me want to throw a punch at Quinn even more, seeing as he was the root cause of all my problems.
I turned to find Quinns back to me as he was pounding his fists into a punching bag. *Insert sneaky face here* I concentrated on his back, letting my fangs extend a bit so I would be graceful and quiet, which I would need to sneak up on a werewolf, and lunged for his back. I collided with what felt like a brick wall as I tackled him to the ground. Quinn growled, obviously flipping into attack mode. Good for me i guess.
Either he really like me being on top of him or just wanted to let me get all my frustration out but he stayed pinned to the ground while I punched him repeatedly in the chest. Finally I grew tired and just sat there on his midsection. Quinn was looking at me with a thousand emotions. I surveyed the damage that I made and gasped.
He. Didn't. Have. One. Flipping. Bruise. On. Him.
That made me even madder. Shoving off of him, I stood up.
"Fight me!" I watched his eyes blacken and knew he'd taken my challenge. Slowly he stood and coiled into what looked like a wolf getting ready to charge. I had a moments warning of the shift in his stance to know he was going to lunge at my right side. My body seemed to know what to do as soon as he jumped for me I moved to the side and sent a wave of my energy at him. He was barely pushed back an inch as I wobbled on my feet, feeling a bit lightheaded. I have never used that much energy; it should've knocked him out.
Last time I had used that power it was at Zander and that was only a little bit, he had been out like a light for ten minutes. My vision got blurry before I was tacked to the ground and had a panting Quinn on top of me. He held my forearms in his hands and had a knee on either side of my hips so that if I just thrusted my hips forwa-.
Bad Rosie.
"Don't struggle, it'll only weaken you. Think about how to break my hold, where are my weak points are and how to break them. Get pissed, and break them." I thought to every place he was holding me and came up with a plan. Now I just need to distract him.
"Oh, get pissed? Not hard to do when an asshole is squeezing your arms to death." He didn't release any pressure and instead increased it, I'm assuming he called my bluff.
"I said get pissed, not piss off your opponent." I smiled sweetly at him before bringing my knee up to catch him right above the groin and he collapsed moaning. I rolled out from underneath him and did a little victory dance while he sat there kneeling and trying to regain feeling in his lower areas.
"God Rose, do you want to have children in the future?" I froze.
"What did you say?"
"I mean I wouldn't want our kids to be deformed or anything because of this cause you'll only have yourself to blame." That bastard he was getting back at me by trying to freak me out. Two could play at this game.
"Your right, I guess I can cross you off my list as future dad of my kids." I barely finished the sentence before I was back in the same position although this time his lower half was pushing right up against me. I could feel him right next to my core and had to bite my lip to keep from moaning at the feeling. I wonder how it would feel it we just lost the cloth-
STOP IT ROSIE! This is the man who betrayed you! Think about that!
"You sure you wanna do that?" His husky voice filled my ear. Thankfully a throat was cleared before Zander talked.
"Get a room please, no one wants to see that. Better yet get off my sister." Quinn rolled off of me before throwing his shirt on. I glared at the shirt; it was covering up a work of art! I wonder if it knew how evil it was...
"Rose?" I snapped my eyes up to Quinn's.
"Yup?"
"Is there something wrong with this shirt? Cause you were glaring at it pretty intensely." I blushed.
"Nope! All good!" I looked around, "Hey, where did Zander and Haylie go?" He smiled and I couldn't help but think it lit up his eyes perfectly.
"They already went back to the house. I thought it would be a good idea if you and I ran back for some conditioning. Plus I just wanted to get some alone time with you." Alone time. With Quinn.
This'll be fun. Note the sarcasm.