44 - Dieter's Prize

I woke up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. I thought Vincent didn't cook? I got up and went to the bathroom to shower. Then all of the last night events came flooding back to me. It was hot and heavy and I guess amazing? I don't know. Part of me wanted to mate with him and have a family, but everyone sees us as brother and sister and when I kiss him sometimes that thought pops up and I have to push it down deep. I wonder if he feels that way too. I got out of the shower and brushed my teeth. I grabbed a pair of my baby yellow shorts, and I grabbed one of Vincent's shirts and put it on. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked out into the kitchen. I sat down at the little island and waited for him to get down. "Morning my love. How are you feeling?" He turned around and gave me a kiss on my forehead. "The heat hasn't come back yet, so I am feeling pretty okay." He grabbed plates down and put two pancakes, eggs and bacon.

"I thought you didn't cook?" I asked him. I sat down at the island and waited for him to finish. "I don't. But that doesn't mean I can't." He shrugged and handed me the plate. "Plus, I wanted the first person that I cook for, to be you." He was sweet, and it was great but I still couldn't shake this feeling. "What's wrong love?" He walked over to my side and sat down next to me. "Is this not weird for you?" I sighed and looked at him. "I don't want it to be, so I try not to think about it as much." He shrugged and ate a piece of the pancakes. "Well, I do. And when we go back people are going to be confused and to be honest, I am confused too." I instantly regretted saying that because his face went blank. "I didn't mean it like that but. Look last night was amazing but you're my brother." He scoffed and he stood up and slammed the chair.

"What the hell Bellamy! Do you not know what you want?" This anger started seething off of him. "Vincent I want you, but this is just hard. Please calm down." I walked up to him and grabbed his arms. "Okay, so then what about it is confusing?" I felt bad, he looked so defeated and it was my fault. "I just wish that we could have a normal relationship without being this dark cloud hovering over us. When we go back to school people are going to talk and yeah for you it won't be as bad because you're you. All the girls love you and the guys are all your friends. But I am not as popular as you and I will probably get most of the hate to my face rather than behind my back. Does that make sense?" I grabbed his hands and rubbed them hoping that it would bring him some type of comfort.

"We can leave okay? We can move to wherever you want. I already told you this, Bell." He leaned and put his forehead on mine. "You're not giving up your beta position okay? Not for me." He grabbed my chin and forced me to meet his eyes. "Shut up, Bell. I would do anything for you." I laughed at him and he laughed too and he leaned and gave me a quick peck. "Screw all those people. Anyone who says anything to you will answer to me. Now let's eat." He slapped my butt and we went and sat back down. Though he was reassuring me, I still felt weird and confused. I just hope that I can get over this.

We ate in silence and we were just enjoying each other's company. We heard a car pull up in the driveway and I looked at him confused. "Who knows we're here?" I asked Vincent. "No one. I ran to the bedroom and changed into some sweatpants and a sweatshirt and I grabbed a sweatshirt for him to throw on. He peeked out of the window and I went over next to him and my heart dropped to my chest. It was our parents. "I thought they didn't know about this place?" I asked him. "I mentioned it to mom once before, but I guess she told him." I was so nervous and I knew what was about to happen. We moved away from the window and we just stared at each other until we heard a knock at the door. Vincent took a deep breath and went to the door. He put his hand on the knob and slowly unlocked the door. There stood my mom and our dad. His face was filled with anger and my mom had her usual downcast look like always.

He walked in slowly with my mom following him and sat down on the couch. Vincent and I sat down on the other couch across from them. It was dead silent and it was extremely awkward and the tension was so thick you could cut it. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" My dad spoke and his voice emitted such dominance and struck fear into my heart. "You know what, I don't want to hear it. This, you two, it's disgusting." I could feel the tears start to well in my eyes. "You think that you guys can live a happy life as mates? Like the world is going to accept you? News flash they're not. Pack your bags, Vincent, you're coming home." I looked confused at him. "What about me?" I asked softly and looked at my mom. "You are going to be sent away for a while." My mom said softly, her eyes still to the floor. "What do you mean? Mom." I looked at Vincent and I wanted to reach out to him but I knew I couldn't.

"We are sending you away to America. You will finish this semester here but not in our home." I looked to my mom for support but she didn't look up at me. "No, I'm not going. You can't make me." I yelled at him. "You have no choice. We are taking you both home and you Bellamy are going to pack your things. You are moving into the packhouse. Vincent, you need to start taking this beta position more seriously. So the first thing you are going to do is call Amber and apologize and you will mark her." I started bawling my eyes out and I looked to Vincent for help but there was none. "Mom, please. Don't." My chest started to squeeze, and I could feel myself start to hyperventilate. "Shut up crying. You knew what was happening, you knew this day would come." He stood up and walked out of the room. "Pack your things." My mom said softly and followed him out of the house.

I looked over to Vincent and his eyes were filled with pain. I felt like I was having a panic attack and I fell to the floor. He came over to me and held me on the floor. "Why is this happening Vincent? I don't want to leave. Please don't let them leave me." I leaned into his chest and his strong arms held me up. But he just stayed silent. "Vincent say something." I looked up at him and his eyes were void. "I don't know what to say." He whispered. I immediately pulled away and stood up. "What do you mean you don't know what to say! Are you seriously going to go back with Amber? Just because he told you to?" I went to the room and started to pack up my clothes. He isn't even trying to get me to stay, he isn't even fighting for us. He followed me into the room and just stood there looking dumb. "Bellamy, please don't be mad." I just ignored him and continued packing.

"Was it all a lie? Do you care?" I turned to him and just let the tears fall. "Of course I care, but if they are sending you away there's only so much I can do." I huffed and rolled my eyes. "That's the problem. It's me that has to leave. It always seems like it's my fault. You know what, maybe leaving is best. This 'family' is toxic and I can't keep living like this." I threw the rest of my clothes into a bag and put on a pair of sneakers and walked outside and got in the car. I knew this whole day was going to be too good to be true. Us being together was too good to be true. My life is too good to be true. I should have seen this coming and realized that there is no way that Vincent and I would have a happy ending. "I am riding in the car with Vincent. Christina, drive her home." He got out and my mom walked to the driver seat, but I stayed in the back. "Bell." She whispered trying to get my attention but I just rolled my eyes at her. "Don't ever talk to me again." I grabbed my headphones and put them in my ears and closed my eyes.

We were got home and I ran into the house and right to my room and locked the door. I slid my back down the wall and could feel the loneliness creep in. This was my life and there was nothing I could do about it. All I wanted to do was sleep, for days, months, even years. I don't want to think of this life ever again. I went to my bed and covered myself with a pillow, then I heard a small knock on my door. "Bellamy, Hunny." My mom's soft voice spoke. I just ignored her. "I need you to know that I love you. I do." I pulled the blanket it up more to cover my face. My eyes were heavy from me crying so much.

*****

2 months later

These last months were the worst months of my life. But also the best. I knew I was leaving but I always hoped that my parents could have. I made long-lasting friendships that I will never forget. Vincent and I's relationship was rocky and awkward. We were around each other because we had the same friend group. I barely saw him at school, he was always training for his position. And any free time he had was with Amber. I lived in the packhouse with the Hidden Princess, Rhen. Her, Taylor, and I all became really close and Jonathan too. He met his mate, turns out Jonathan is gay. Everyone is happy and it sucks that I can't be apart of that happiness anymore. I was currently packing up the little clothes I have left in my room. Rhen, Taylor, and Jonathan were helping me.

"Do you have to go?" Taylor asked as tears ran down her face. "I have tried everything. There's nothing I can do about it. It's only a couple of years and I will be back before you know it. Plus you guys can always visit me." I gave them all a small smile, trying to give them comfort. "Where in American are you going?" Jonathan asked. "Hawaii, actually. I will have my own little villa type thing on the sand. I've seen pictures, seems like a beautiful place to be." I grabbed the last thing off of my dresser and threw it into my bag. "The fact that Vincent even here breaks my heart. You deserve better." Rhen came over to me and gave me a hug. "I didn't expect him to. This will be good for me. If he rejects me I will die, and so will he. So the farther away I am the lesser the mate attraction." I grabbed my bags and they grabbed my suitcases and we walked out of the castle to the black SUV waiting for me.

"Your parents aren't here," Taylor said grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze. "I didn't want them to." We put the suitcases away in the trunk and my heart started to break but I couldn't let them know. I turned back to them and they all started crying. "Stop it, stop it." I pulled them into a big group hug. "Okay, okay. I have to catch my flight. I love you guys." I gave them all a kiss on the cheek and got into the car. The windows were tinted and I knew they couldn't see me anymore. I let the tears fall again and finally let my heart have its last heartbreak. I took one last look at them and closed my eyes. Next stop...Hawaii.