She Doesn T Care
Delphi's POV (We want our girl back) There was a different fire in him, I didn't know how to react. It was there before but it was burning brighter today. It resembled the fire I first saw in his eyes when they met mine, just a flash before the had turned hard as stone. He was making me reconsider, maybe he did change.
He kept coming back and I knew for sure any other guy having said the same things he did, wouldn't work so hard to get me back. He had come to discuss something important but stopped seeing Caleb. I didn't push him to tell me what he had come to convey, I had already cared more than enough by inviting him in. I was stunned when he left the small hut. He walked out leaving a promise behind. I got a feeling he's going to do something out of the blue to get through to me and I had to be prepared for any such incidents. Why can't we just go to him? He's our mate, Delphi. My wolf stated weakly.
He didn't want us, Lyra. I have already cared too much, more than he deserves. I couldn't fathom a future with him to be happy. He has told us time and again that he didn't mean those words. I've spoken to Demon too. We are getting weak, Delphi. Lyra's arguments struck a cord. I laid back on the small bed remembering the day I had gone through the book on mates. It said that if two mates were away from each other, it would affect their respective wolves. Over the course of time I could lose my wolf and he; his. Rejection might save that but now he wouldn't accept it. An Alpha risking his wolf is probably the dumbest mistake an Alpha can make. A slight migraine spread through my brain making me massage it in pain. And soon I drifted off to sleep with Lyra's thought forming a storm in my mind. Amidst the thinking and arguments I had forgotten to set an alarm and when I did wake up, it was already late morning. I hadn't slept in in quite a while. I stumbled over my own feet to get dressed. I had to visit the hospital and go to work, a late morning was not giving me an advantage. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and picked up my duffle bag. I wouldn't have time to come back from the hospital so I packed all the essentials I needed for work as well. Not that there was much I had arranged in my make shift home. I pulled open the door of the cottage seeing a purple box about the size of a shoe box with a black bow on it. I recognised the scent, it was hard not to when my body craved for it.
I picked it up in a hurry and walked to my car seeing I was already late, and set it beside me on the passengers seat. I was trying my best to avoid dwelling on it. The ride to the hospital was traffic free, fortunately. I parked in the lot and called my brother."Hello, Delphi. What is going on?" I shrugged the formal uncomfortable greeting and asked a question of my own.
"Is dad in the hospital today?" I crossed my fingers hoping the answer would to no. "Oh, no. He just got back, actually." I breathed a sigh of relief. At-least, I wouldn't have to hide much.
"Thanks, Scott. I'll be home today." I informed him. "That is great! See you later, then." I could hear whispers in the background but chose to ignore that too. I was inside the hospital by the time I placed the phone back in my pocket.The hospital held the same unforgiving aura which made me wonder why I even wanted to spend my days working here. You wanted to save people, the way you couldn't save Ethan. My conscious reminded me making my steps falter. Yes, that was the reason I had looked up to this. I wouldn't have minded a career in fashion designing but I my opinions on life changed a lot after what happened to him. One more thing I had to thank him for, giving me a purpose in life. I did want to save people and I had a certain knack for biology which made it an easy choice for me to take this course."Excuse me?" I said in an attempt to catch the attention of the nurse who was busy behind the reception monitor. "Yes?" She questioned.
"I was asked to come here to get this removed today. Where should I go?" She didn't look friendly, quite opposite to the nurse I had gotten the other day. "First get the form filled. I will call you when the doctor is free and he will do the needful." Her expression wasn't welcoming and her words were uncharacteristically hostile. "Thank you." I whispered as she left. The form wasn't that difficult to acquire but getting to the damned room was. You'd think a person, whose father is praised for his work at the hospital, would know her way around the place but that wasn't me. The nurse had given me clear instructions to where the room was but I still fumbled around a little bit. I finally reached the door which had a number ten over it and let out a sigh in relief.
I knocked a couple of times hoping there wasn't any patient inside. "Come in." I pushed the door open and let myself in.
The process didn't take too long, for which I was thankful but it was already half past one when I was dismissed and my shift started in just an hour and a half. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the lack of food in my system. I made a mental note to drop by a take out before going to the library. My car had managed to sit under the sun and some how make Sylvester's scent even stronger. So much so, that when I entered it, I had to calm my wolf from coming to the surface. Of course, that could also be because of the fact that I had not touched my mate in quite a while. I was anxious and honestly, a little scared to open the box. I wasn't sure what to expect from it. I decided to rearrange my priorities back to how they should've been and drove to the closest McDonald's. Two burgers and a pack French fries later I could think more clearly. I still had an about forty five minutes to get to work and the drive was hardly ten minutes away. Of course, the box thought it to be the perfect time to catch my attention again. My heart was beating rhythmically against my chest. I placed the box on my lap as I sipped my coffee. I restrained for giving the box a sniff, I had had enough of his scent for a day.
Neatly pulling off the bow I opened the lid of the box where on top a note lay.- 'This isn't much, but it's start to something more. I know it's too soon to say the words but I don't want to delay anything any longer. I love you. And if it's proof you want, I'll show it to you.
~ I'm so sorry, beautiful. I'll make it up to you every moment possible.' His smooth handwriting didn't impress me. Though, I almost dropped the note when I read the lines. Love? How on earth had he reached that level? We had barely exchanged four words, liking seemed like a stretch to me and he was professing his love. But, I was the last person who would tell someone else that what they felt was wrong. Keeping the note aside, I rummaged through the things inside the box.
I found a yellow rose which still looked fresh for some reason. Yellow roses had been my favourite when I was younger. I remembered them fondly. My mother and I would spend time nurturing the rose bushes in our back yard. It was the only time I got with her and I cherished every second. The aroma still took me back to the old days. There was a small diary which looked used, I opened it and another note adorned the front page. -'You can return it if you like. But I thought I'd give you a small insight of what you'll be getting into.' I skipped to the page of the diary which was filled with a handwriting of a small boy dated a couple of years back. 21st August 2009
Dear diary,
Today mother spoke to me of the love of mates. I'm so anxious to meet her, the one I can call my own. The moment mom described the feeling I've started to picture her in my mind. I can always see someone with brown hair for some reason and hear her laugh. A few more years and I'd be able to put a face on that sound. I will treasure her.
I hope I find her soon and that she dreams of me just like I do of her.
Over and out.
Sylvester. I stared at the heartfelt writing of a young boy. Materialistic things held very less importance to me which had come to Sylvester's mind somehow. This diary was a window into his life, he must trust me a lot to give me his whole life's journey. I was shocked to see the girl of his dreams to have brown hair. The brown hair that I too had. It was an odd coincidence.
I was also surprised to see him longing to find his mate. What changed so much over the years that he didn't want one? The way he was describing it, he had waited for me for quite a while. I flipped to the first page of the diary which read, 'Property of Sylvester Kingsley. No one allowed to see (except for the ones given permission)' It was childish and perhaps required him to swallow a lot of male pride to give it to me. I pushed the diary back into it's case and slumped against my car seat. When I asked him to prove it to me, I didn't know what to expect. And even without that, he had exceeded my expectation. He had trusted me with a piece of his mind and I couldn't have trusted him with a pencil of mine. He's making a huge effort here, Delphi. Give him a chance please. Lyra spoke in a whisper.
I'm not sure yet, Lyra. Give me some time. I shook my head trying to get the images of a young Sylvester out of my mind. He had given me an insight into this past. He wanted me to know why he did this, if he had a reason or not. And I'm starting to believe he did.******
Not my best chapter but I'm looking forward to the next updates.
So, how do you all like Sylvester's gesture?
Any ideas on what Delphi should do next, drop a comment.
Sorry for the relatively late update. Love,
Rojesta 💜
He kept coming back and I knew for sure any other guy having said the same things he did, wouldn't work so hard to get me back. He had come to discuss something important but stopped seeing Caleb. I didn't push him to tell me what he had come to convey, I had already cared more than enough by inviting him in. I was stunned when he left the small hut. He walked out leaving a promise behind. I got a feeling he's going to do something out of the blue to get through to me and I had to be prepared for any such incidents. Why can't we just go to him? He's our mate, Delphi. My wolf stated weakly.
He didn't want us, Lyra. I have already cared too much, more than he deserves. I couldn't fathom a future with him to be happy. He has told us time and again that he didn't mean those words. I've spoken to Demon too. We are getting weak, Delphi. Lyra's arguments struck a cord. I laid back on the small bed remembering the day I had gone through the book on mates. It said that if two mates were away from each other, it would affect their respective wolves. Over the course of time I could lose my wolf and he; his. Rejection might save that but now he wouldn't accept it. An Alpha risking his wolf is probably the dumbest mistake an Alpha can make. A slight migraine spread through my brain making me massage it in pain. And soon I drifted off to sleep with Lyra's thought forming a storm in my mind. Amidst the thinking and arguments I had forgotten to set an alarm and when I did wake up, it was already late morning. I hadn't slept in in quite a while. I stumbled over my own feet to get dressed. I had to visit the hospital and go to work, a late morning was not giving me an advantage. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and picked up my duffle bag. I wouldn't have time to come back from the hospital so I packed all the essentials I needed for work as well. Not that there was much I had arranged in my make shift home. I pulled open the door of the cottage seeing a purple box about the size of a shoe box with a black bow on it. I recognised the scent, it was hard not to when my body craved for it.
I picked it up in a hurry and walked to my car seeing I was already late, and set it beside me on the passengers seat. I was trying my best to avoid dwelling on it. The ride to the hospital was traffic free, fortunately. I parked in the lot and called my brother."Hello, Delphi. What is going on?" I shrugged the formal uncomfortable greeting and asked a question of my own.
"Is dad in the hospital today?" I crossed my fingers hoping the answer would to no. "Oh, no. He just got back, actually." I breathed a sigh of relief. At-least, I wouldn't have to hide much.
"Thanks, Scott. I'll be home today." I informed him. "That is great! See you later, then." I could hear whispers in the background but chose to ignore that too. I was inside the hospital by the time I placed the phone back in my pocket.The hospital held the same unforgiving aura which made me wonder why I even wanted to spend my days working here. You wanted to save people, the way you couldn't save Ethan. My conscious reminded me making my steps falter. Yes, that was the reason I had looked up to this. I wouldn't have minded a career in fashion designing but I my opinions on life changed a lot after what happened to him. One more thing I had to thank him for, giving me a purpose in life. I did want to save people and I had a certain knack for biology which made it an easy choice for me to take this course."Excuse me?" I said in an attempt to catch the attention of the nurse who was busy behind the reception monitor. "Yes?" She questioned.
"I was asked to come here to get this removed today. Where should I go?" She didn't look friendly, quite opposite to the nurse I had gotten the other day. "First get the form filled. I will call you when the doctor is free and he will do the needful." Her expression wasn't welcoming and her words were uncharacteristically hostile. "Thank you." I whispered as she left. The form wasn't that difficult to acquire but getting to the damned room was. You'd think a person, whose father is praised for his work at the hospital, would know her way around the place but that wasn't me. The nurse had given me clear instructions to where the room was but I still fumbled around a little bit. I finally reached the door which had a number ten over it and let out a sigh in relief.
I knocked a couple of times hoping there wasn't any patient inside. "Come in." I pushed the door open and let myself in.
The process didn't take too long, for which I was thankful but it was already half past one when I was dismissed and my shift started in just an hour and a half. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the lack of food in my system. I made a mental note to drop by a take out before going to the library. My car had managed to sit under the sun and some how make Sylvester's scent even stronger. So much so, that when I entered it, I had to calm my wolf from coming to the surface. Of course, that could also be because of the fact that I had not touched my mate in quite a while. I was anxious and honestly, a little scared to open the box. I wasn't sure what to expect from it. I decided to rearrange my priorities back to how they should've been and drove to the closest McDonald's. Two burgers and a pack French fries later I could think more clearly. I still had an about forty five minutes to get to work and the drive was hardly ten minutes away. Of course, the box thought it to be the perfect time to catch my attention again. My heart was beating rhythmically against my chest. I placed the box on my lap as I sipped my coffee. I restrained for giving the box a sniff, I had had enough of his scent for a day.
Neatly pulling off the bow I opened the lid of the box where on top a note lay.- 'This isn't much, but it's start to something more. I know it's too soon to say the words but I don't want to delay anything any longer. I love you. And if it's proof you want, I'll show it to you.
~ I'm so sorry, beautiful. I'll make it up to you every moment possible.' His smooth handwriting didn't impress me. Though, I almost dropped the note when I read the lines. Love? How on earth had he reached that level? We had barely exchanged four words, liking seemed like a stretch to me and he was professing his love. But, I was the last person who would tell someone else that what they felt was wrong. Keeping the note aside, I rummaged through the things inside the box.
I found a yellow rose which still looked fresh for some reason. Yellow roses had been my favourite when I was younger. I remembered them fondly. My mother and I would spend time nurturing the rose bushes in our back yard. It was the only time I got with her and I cherished every second. The aroma still took me back to the old days. There was a small diary which looked used, I opened it and another note adorned the front page. -'You can return it if you like. But I thought I'd give you a small insight of what you'll be getting into.' I skipped to the page of the diary which was filled with a handwriting of a small boy dated a couple of years back. 21st August 2009
Dear diary,
Today mother spoke to me of the love of mates. I'm so anxious to meet her, the one I can call my own. The moment mom described the feeling I've started to picture her in my mind. I can always see someone with brown hair for some reason and hear her laugh. A few more years and I'd be able to put a face on that sound. I will treasure her.
I hope I find her soon and that she dreams of me just like I do of her.
Over and out.
Sylvester. I stared at the heartfelt writing of a young boy. Materialistic things held very less importance to me which had come to Sylvester's mind somehow. This diary was a window into his life, he must trust me a lot to give me his whole life's journey. I was shocked to see the girl of his dreams to have brown hair. The brown hair that I too had. It was an odd coincidence.
I was also surprised to see him longing to find his mate. What changed so much over the years that he didn't want one? The way he was describing it, he had waited for me for quite a while. I flipped to the first page of the diary which read, 'Property of Sylvester Kingsley. No one allowed to see (except for the ones given permission)' It was childish and perhaps required him to swallow a lot of male pride to give it to me. I pushed the diary back into it's case and slumped against my car seat. When I asked him to prove it to me, I didn't know what to expect. And even without that, he had exceeded my expectation. He had trusted me with a piece of his mind and I couldn't have trusted him with a pencil of mine. He's making a huge effort here, Delphi. Give him a chance please. Lyra spoke in a whisper.
I'm not sure yet, Lyra. Give me some time. I shook my head trying to get the images of a young Sylvester out of my mind. He had given me an insight into this past. He wanted me to know why he did this, if he had a reason or not. And I'm starting to believe he did.******
Not my best chapter but I'm looking forward to the next updates.
So, how do you all like Sylvester's gesture?
Any ideas on what Delphi should do next, drop a comment.
Sorry for the relatively late update. Love,
Rojesta 💜
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