The Mate's Dilemma:003

THE MATES DILEMMA:003

Later that day in the shop I could not focus on anything. Luckily, there were not many customers around.

Blake noticed my mood and asked if I was alright a few times, before finally leaving me alone to take care of the rest of the baking while I took care of the customers’ orders.

By noon, there weren't any customer left in the shop, and for the first time ever i was grateful for that.

I went to the kitchen and sat on a stool still thinking about the dream I had the night before and Alex’s message.

Then there was what the investigator had told me about the night my parents were killed. What if the triplets really didn’t kill my parents? What if others were responsible?

If so, then who and why?

My phone chimed and I pulled it out of my pocket to see the text message that came in. my heart started racing when I saw it was from an unknown number.

I opened the text again and read through it

“Hello Sis.

I know what must be going through your mind right now. I know how you must hate me and my siblings, what you must be thinking.

I have no excuse, neither will I try to explain now. I believe you would understand better after we meet. But I just want you to know a few things.

1.    We are not responsible for mum and dad’s death.  Or maybe we are responsible in a way but we did not shed their blood.

2.    We ran away and stayed away for your protection. Which you probably won’t understand, but you will if you give us the chance to fully explain. 

Now I’m not writing this to ask for your forgiveness, I don’t have the right to make such a request. We messed up. I know that. I don’t expect you to forgive and welcome us back with open arms. Just know we are sorry all the same, but we don’t regret doing what we did for your protection.

Why I’m writing this is to let you know that we desperately need your help. We really do. We can’t run or hide on our own anymore. At this point you are the only we can turn to. 

Please, help us, give us a chance and I promise that I will tell you everything. I will explain fully what happened to mum and dad. And also answer all your questions. Please,”

I felt a tear slip down my cheek and I wiped it away immediately. I read through the text again with a mixed feeling.

I have no idea what is going on.

Or maybe I do. The dream I had last night must have been a glimpse of what they were going through. But how is that possible? 

It isn’t possible at all. 

Even if it is, what do they need my help with?

How am I supposed to help them? They are the super naturals here, not me.

What can a mere human possibly do for them?

And what did he mean by they left to protect me? Protect me from what? From what killed my parents? From what is chasing them?

I had so many questions and I was still confused as hell.

I have no idea what to do.

I had spent the last five years grieving and hating them for what happened to my parents. Hating them because I thought they had murdered mum and dad, only to now find out that they did not. But who did?

I at least need to know what happened to my parents and why they had to die. 

But I don’t think I am ready to face the triplets. No matter what their reason was, they left, for years with no explanations. And I don’t think I can forgive them enough to help them.

I put my back phone inside without replying to the message and went back to the shop.

Still no customers.

Blake was crouched before the counter, arranging chocolate cookies he had baked earlier and brownies.

He looked up when he heard me and gave me a grim smile.

“You want to tell me what has been going on with you these past few days” he asked “You are not okay; I know something is wrong so please tell me. I promise I will help in any way possible”

I sighed and sat down after picking a hot brownie from the tray. 

“It is a little complicated. I don’t want to talk about it” I answered and his face fell.

“Okay then, maybe we should talk about why our date was canceled?”

“Blake….” I called and paused, scrambling through my mind to think of a reasonable excuse to give Blake. I don’t know what to say to him, he has done so much for me and he does not deserve this

Blake just sighed and resumed his chore.

“I am so sorry Blake,” I whispered.

“It's okay:” He answered, still focused on his cookies. “Just be fine. I believe you will talk whenever you are ready.

'Thank you so much’ I said and everywhere grew silent again.

As I watched him my mind went back to the triplets, the texts and the dream I had the night before.

What on earth am I supposed to do now?

“I hated the triplets. I don’t want anything to do with them. But more than the hate I have for them is the desire to know what happened to my parents.

Am I supposed to ignore what they did to get my answers?

The moment I asked myself that question, I had my answers. 

With a smile I opened my phone and texted Alex back in one simple word

“Okay”

Then I picked up my purse.

"I have an emergency to take care of Blake. I will call you later tonight. Byee” I called and went straight to the door hastily, not bothering to wait for his reply.

There is a way I can get what I want without fear.

I boarded a taxi and it drove me home.

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By the time I got home, my plan was already all set in my mind. I knew what I needed to do and how to go about it. I was so excited that I did not notice the shoes on my doormat when I opened the door and went in.

I frowned when I noticed that the bulbs were on.

Had I forgotten to switch them off on my way back?

With a shrug I headed to my room, digging out my phone from my purse to text Alex again.

“I love what you did with the place” A deep voice called from upstairs and I froze in my tracks.

“The color, the furniture, everything looks so exquisite. Its beautiful” 

I stayed frozen, afraid to turn around to look at the owner of the voice.

I heard footsteps on the stairs, behind me until he was standing close to me, a warm breath down my neck that sent shivers down my spine in a very delicious way.

“Come on Lily, you can look at me” He whispered.

Suddenly I gathered my wits and turned around with my hand beating wildly against my chest

Michael. It was like my soul was calling out to him.

I took in his face that looked exactly the way it looked in my dream the previous night. And it was set, his eyes hard as stone as he stared back at me.

His lips were set in a frown and his brows furrowed. Those lips, …

I almost shivered as I recalled the memories of those lips against mine, all over my body.

Every cell in my body yearned for his touch that very instant. Every fiber of my being wanted me to just throw myself into his arms, and drown in his scent that was making me heady like a glass of heavy wine.

I watched his pupil dilate a little and his lips tilted into a very beautiful smirk

“Hello Mate” He growled and his arm went around my hips, drawing me close. Before I could ask or say anything, his lips crashed down on mine and at that moment, I forgot about the last five years of hate and grieve.