Page 17 of Fated
I'd learned that from an early age.
"You can trust me and I promise I'll prove it to you."
It was hard not to be moved by what he said but, like I said, actions spoke louder than words.
I found it impossible to switch off my thoughts and get some much needed sleep. I was exhausted and running on empty, but I only managed to get a couple of hours of sleep.
It was around four in the morning and I was wide awake, staring at the ceiling. I decided I was wasting my time trying to force myself to sleep so I decided to go the medical center to see my mom again.
The nurse on duty gave me a brief nod as I walked past her on my way to my mom. I opened the door to her room as softly as I could. With the soft moonlight streaming in from her window, I could see she was awake and staring out of the window into the darkness.
"Mom," I said softly as I walked around the bed and sat down on a seat beside her. She reached out to hold my hand.
"Baby girl."
I felt a pain in my chest at the thought I'd only hear her say that a few more times before she was gone and I would never hear her say them to me again.
"How are you feeling?" I asked as I brushed the hair out of her face.
"I'm fine," she lied. She wasn't fine; she was dying. It was just like my mother to lie to make sure I didn't worry.
"Did Curtis talk to you?" I asked softly. The pain in my chest at the reality of what was going to happen nearly brought tears to my eyes, but I kept my outward appearance calm so I didn't upset her.
She studied me more for a few moments and then her hand squeezed mine.
"It's okay, baby girl. It'll be okay," she soothed gently. Moms were special and they had a way of making us feel loved and secure no matter what was going on in our lives. But this time her words didn't make me feel any better. I knew it wasn't possible to be okay without her.
"One day you'll meet your mate. He will love and protect you," she whispered, her eyes looking past me, unseeing into the night.
I hadn't told her I'd already found my mate and that he hated me. There wouldn't be anyone to love me when she was gone. I swallowed hard as my emotions began to build up inside of me.
"I met my mate, but Victor killed him,” she said as her eyes met mine. “No one stood in his way when he wanted something." The sadness in her voice pulled at my protective streak. "But your father is dead now and he won't stop you from finding the one who will be yours."
It was too late. Victor had made me do things that Blake would never be able to forgive me for. Even though he was dead now, the damage had been done already, and there was no fixing it.
"I love you," I whispered to her before I pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"I love you too, my baby girl," she whispered. My eyes settled back on her face. Her eyes closed and after a few minutes her even breathing indicated she had drifted off to sleep.
I took a deep breath and squeezed my eyes closed to keep my emotions from bubbling over. After a few minutes I managed to ride the wave of emotion that my mom's words had evoked and I stood up. With one last look at my mom, I left the room.
The sight of Kyle leaning against the wall outside my mom's room surprised me.
"You weren't in your room so I thought you'd be here," he revealed as he walked up to me.
"I couldn't sleep," I mumbled.
"I'm not surprised," he said, scanning my features. I dropped my gaze to the floor, feeling uncomfortable under his scrutiny.
There is someone at the gate,one of the guards notified me through the mind-link.
That was strange. I wasn't expecting anyone and I glanced down at my watch. It was just after five in the morning.
"There's someone at the gate," I told Kyle as I started to walk out of the medical center. Kyle remained silent while he followed quietly behind me.
Can you identify the driver of the car?I asked the guard.
No, the windows are tinted.
