ZOE BELL PART 79 He flung me over his shoulder and carried me

ZOE BELL PART 79

He flung me over his shoulder and carried me up to his bedroom. He dropped me onto his bed and began pacing in tight circles around his room.

"What are you doing? I want to go home!" I got off the bed, only to be pushed back down. "You do know that Gage told me everything, right? So you’ll have a hard time lying to me. Just so you know."

"How does Gage know?" His head snapped to me and I cowered in the look he was giving me. He was furious.

"I don’t know!" I threw a pillow at him and he ignored it as it hit him and fell to the floor. He paced around for an hour before I found myself falling asleep. He didn’t wake me up until my mom started calling him to find out where I was. He said he bought me two more hours, but he didn’t have anything to say to me about our problem. I wasn’t up for my side of the story yet, so I made him take me home.

I avoided everyone for the rest of the night, and most of the next day until Abbie made me eat lunch with her and we chatted about graduation that was seriously only two days away.

The rest of my day flew by, and after school I had an appointment with the school counselor about my attendance to SUU in the fall. The meeting went by quickly, and my next day was so anxiously played out, I don’t even want to relive it.

Graduation day! The day I’ve always dreamed of as a kid. The day you say goodbye to friends that are going off to college. The day I was shedding tears for no reason because every person that hugged me made me feel like I really did accomplish something with my life.

Gage was my escort to the stage since Benz came after Bell, and he probably thought I was a freak for crying on his shoulder after we received our diplomas. I was so emotional and out of my senses that I let Mason pull me into a hug and give me a graduation kiss. There are no words available for how I felt!

Somehow Abbie talked me into going to the graduation party for our last class activity before our Ten Year Reunion. I had my brain back, and I enjoyed a great party with my girl since she made Cliff stay with Mason for most of the night. She knew I needed a girls night just as much as I knew myself. It felt great! And at the end of the night, I promised Mason we would hang out the next day to talk about what would happen to us and our conflicting relationship.

The beginning of a new life begins now. I wake up late Friday morning, the day after graduation, and realize that I am now an official adult. There was nothing that was going to keep me from living my life now. I was going to take full responsibility of my life now. No more teenage drama. That part of my life was going to end. Fast. Time to call Mason. What a joy.

I showered and ate breakfast before I went out back where he had been waiting for me. I gave him a hug and kissed his cheek.

"What’s that for?" He asked, rubbing his cheek where I had kissed him.

"Well do you want me to be a snobby brat and start yelling at you?"

He shook his head no and we sat at the picnic table by the pool. My mother must have felt pity for him, because there was a plate of his favorite cookies with a pitcher of grape juice and two glasses. He stared at me with sincere, burning desire in his eyes. Somehow I knew that no matter what happened today, that we would be together again.

"I do want this to work, so I’m going to listen to what you have to say, and I’m going to believe you unless I have been notified otherwise.

He accepted my offer and told me how he met Amber at a party our Junior year. Even though he was still in love with me, he wanted what any teenage boy wanted, and she was offering it– the diving attention of a pretty girl.

I can faintly remember seeing her at parties with him, now that he mentions it, and I keep my mouth and comments to myself until he tells me that he was falling in love with her.

"What?! You love her?!"

"I did. That was before you finally noticed me and then my love for you returned."

I munched on a cookie as he finished telling me his story. He told me that five months ago, when he started dating me, he broke it off with her and he hadn’t seen her since our latest fiasco.

"Woah, woah, woah. That’s not what Gage told me the other day."

"Gage also told me last night that he might have exaggerated a few things so that you would be angrier with me and seek him for comfort. I was shocked he told me that, but then again, he was drunk."

"How can I believe that?" I scrutinized his face to see if there was anything that would give away his poker face. There wasn’t of course, and he handed me his cell phone with Gage’s number pulled up.

"So what happened last weekend? Why did you go to Arizona where my brother took a picture of you making out with Amber?"

He takes my hand across the table and won’t look me in the eyes. I squeeze his hand for reassurance, and he takes a deep breath before he finally speaks.

"Her dad took some unfair anger out on her, and she needed someone to talk to. She claims I was her only option."

"For two days?"

"Well then she talked me into staying for the party that your brother and Curtis were at as well. I tried calling you to tell you where I was and what I was doing, but she hid my phone battery so I couldn’t use it. For some reason I couldn’t focus enough to change my mind to wolf form, so I couldn’t send you a message through one of the guys either."

His story sounded a little fishy, but I told him I was going to believe him, so that’s what I did. He apologized for making out with Amber, and he swore to me he wasn’t going to do it again. I really hoped he wouldn’t.