Page 76 of Unhinged Magic
“I know.” He didn’t need to remind me.
“I’m not sure I can get past that,” he said simply.
The swell of the ocean filled the quiet in the van. When he turned to face me in his seat, he held my gaze in silence. It held words he couldn’t express, and I was certain I could feel everything he wanted to say. That somewhere deep inside, he would do his best. Because if what Wesley said was true, and he had taken Morgan for fear of losingme, he may have gone about it the wrong way but he had also been backed into a corner.
Tyler nodded to my house. “I need to get back to Morgan. You okay from here?”
“Sure, thanks for the lift.”
“Night.” A quick nod before he drove off.
I don’t know why I stood there, staring at the ocean as rain pelted my face, soaking my clothes. Right then, I didn’t care. I looked at the sky, closing my eyes, letting the rain soak my skin. As if it could erase the memories that hurt the most. The ones where Wesley had confessed things he had told no one else, had trusted me with his heart. The stolen kisses, the side glances, the three words that broke my heart the most. I swiped at my sodden hair, dragging it off my cheeks. Opening my eyes, something caught my eye in the dim light.
The silhouette caused me to freeze.
Sitting on a rock about fifty feet away was a man, staring out at the ocean as if it were speaking to him. I couldn’t tell how old he was from this far away, but he didn’t seem bothered by the rain. He just sat there.
I took a few steps closer out of pure curiosity, my movements drawing his attention.
He rose to his feet, remaining where he was. “Wait!”
My heart lunged into my throat at the voice I knew all too well.
Wesley stood planted on the rocks as if frightened a step in my direction could cost him the moment.
Words stumbled on my tongue, fighting for release, but I couldn’t set them free. I had considered time and time again what I would say to him on his return, but nothing could prepare me for it. Forthis.
This was happening. I wasn’t ready to face him rightnow.
My bottom lip wavered, a shudder wracking me as a cold damp chilled my bones. I just couldn’t. Water streaked down my cheeks, and I swiped it away as I stumbled backwards, catching my footing before I fell.
“Skye!” His voice carried in the wind, inflicting a fresh wound on my aching heart, slamming into me and not letting go.
I. Just. Couldn’t.
My socks soaked through as I ran in puddles, sprinting onward. I stopped only to twist the doorknob, the relief as it opened washing over my sodden self. As the door shut behind me, I fell against it, my head hitting the wooden door with a hollowthud. My legs gave way, and I slid to the ground.
Retreating to the dark place behind my lids, I sat there, knowing he was outside. Knowing he was right fuckingthere. How long would he stay there? I wanted to see him so badly, wanted us to beusagain. But how?
Wooden floorboards creaked as footsteps came closer.
“Hey.” Scar’s worried tone brought my attention back to the room.
I ran my hand over my forehead, grasping my hair, silence holding my words at ransom. My throat burned as I struggled to hold back emotion I knew would eventually overcome me, and I wasn’t wrong. It rushed from me in a sob, my head falling into my arms that held my knees to my chest. I let it out, all of it.
I felt Scar’s presence beside me, her unspoken comfort rubbing my shin.
“He’s here,” I croaked between the sobs wracking my chest, knowing there was no further explanation required.
A curse fell from her. “It’s ok… let it out,” she murmured, her soothing voice enveloping me like a warm hug. “I don’t know what to say to make this any easier.”
Snuffling, I wiped my nose. “I don’t know what I do from here, Scar. I really don’t.”
She drew in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “Nor me. But I guess if this fated mate’s thing is real, you owe it to yourself to hear him out at the very least.”
I turned my head to hers where dark red lips pressed together as if holding onto words. I knew it wouldn’t last. Scar rarely held in what she wanted to say.
“Why does everything have to be so damn hard?” I snuffled, swiping my nose.
