My Twin Sister's Mate Is Now Mine

Chapter 8

Sienna's POV

I woke up early morning and I decided to make Simon some breakfast. I had a lot of fun spending time with him yesterday, and l even fell asleep in his room.

I have been a bit family in the kitchen since yesterday, and I made an English breakfast for both of them. I know Arnold is somewhere inside this house, and I even caught his scent last night in Simon's room.

"You shouldn't have left." The low voice startled me, and I turned back to the kitchen door, where Arnold was leaning against it, looking at me intently. He always seems to creep up on me when I least expect him.

He looked a bit more rugged than he did yesterday. I guess the funeral took a toll on him. Or rather, Sideline's death has affected him. He loved her so much, but he couldn't stop her from disappearing.

He still rocked the formal clothes, though, and to be honest, l would kill to just run my hands on his soft looking hair. Maybe he needed a hug for the comforting effect. But I can't do that.

"Left? I didn't leave. I was with him the whole night." l said, still carrying out my task.

"She was never the same without you, and you didn't even bother to call and check up on her." He went on. I guess he wasn't talking about Simon.

"Firstly, your mate was a grown ass woman, and secondly, she didn't bother to call me, so why should I have." I countered him. I didn't speak much to him yesterday, but I thought maybe for once in his life he would give me the benefit of the doubt and actually ask me about the misunderstanding between me and my sister, but he already chose this side.

"I don't know what happened between the two of you, but maybe had you said goodbye instead of running away like a thief in the night, then the two of you could have talked it out." He looks at me and says. I hate being judged, and this time, it was much worse because I'm being judged by someone that I thought highly of.

"Well, since you made up your mind, there's nothing I can say except f*** you." I said. I'm tired of being treated like a punching bag.

l walked away before he could even react, and I regretted my decision as soon as I stepped out of the house because I finally got the severity of what I had done.

I was face to face with a familiar person as soon as l stepped outside. He looked at me with a lot of emotions in his eyes. I could see the joy, the disappointment, and the yearning.

l jumped in his arms, and he held me. l couldn't help but cry for the 5 years of distance I forced upon us.

His hair was perfectly styled back, and he had a bad boy look.

He was definitely not the boy I left behind, but I like the man that he is now. he even has some muscles.

"I didn't think you missed me this much." Drew joked, gently putting me down.

"It's been a minute, hey." l said, wiping my tears.

"I've been waiting since yesterday, but I guess I'm not your priority anymore." He said sadly. I hurt Drew the most when I left. The worst part is that I didn't contact him. So I think he misunderstood me.

"That's not true." I hugged him again and said.

At first, I didn't contact him because I was going through a lot of emotions. I had just walked away from somebody that I loved even though that person never loved me back. I'd left my parents and the place that I considered my home. But as time went on, I just couldn't call him because I was afraid of his reaction. I had left him but without as much of a notice. I was afraid he would get angry and refuse to be my friend, so I always hesitantly held the phone.

"Let's go and talk." He said, leading me to our favorite hideout.

We built our own shed in the woods, but it was now different. It was now almost like a cabin instead of a shed, and it had benches outside.

"What did you do to the place?"

"I made it our home." He said, and l smiled.

"I don't think an apology will be able to fix what I did to our friendship, but I am sorry for leaving without telling you." I said.

"I was angry for a very long time, but as time went on and I knew that you made a good decision on your part." He said, sitting down and l sat next to him. "I expected you to come as soon as you heard that she was missing, but I'm glad that you didn't stop your life for her again."

"What?" I look at him in shock. To say I was shocked would be an understatement.

"You didn't know that your sister has been missing for three years?" He asked, and l shook my head.

"Alpha Luca never told me anything." I explain. Granted, I never asked him how my family was every time he met with Arnold and other Alphas.

"Nobody outside our pack knew because the alpha suspected that she ran away because she couldn't handle the pressure of being a mother and Luna. And she paid for it." He sighed, looking at me like he expected me to break down.

"Oh my god, that's terrible." I said in shock. I don't know why I'm reacting this way. I know that we didn't get along, but Sideline was my twin, and I'm supposed to feel like a part of me is gone, but I don't feel it. Is she really dead?

"You took the news better than I would have expected." He said, looking at me strangely.

"I think I need some time to come to terms with all of this." I said. I know that everybody is expecting me to cry, but I don't know why the tears just won't come. Maybe it's because I hate her, or I don't believe she's dead.

"Did you meet him?" He asks me. I knew where he was talking about because of the look and his eyes, but I just shrugged.

"Of course, that's where you found me, duffer." I laugh. My anger has definitely subsided a bit towards Arnold because I understand why he is frustrated and angry.

"He has been through quite a lot."

"Enough about everybody else. Tell me about you. What have I missed?" I said. I don't want to talk about Arnold anymore, he's always kept me from focusing. I can tell that Drew is happier than he was, and I want to know the reason for it.

"l have a mate now." He smiled, and l laughed.

"l guessed as much." l said. I am truly happy for him, but I must admit, I'm a bit envious of him.

"Who is it? Do I know her?" I ask him curiously. The fact that I am bound to be unhappy all my life doesn't mean that I can't be happy for my friend.

"You know her, but I won't tell you who it is yet. Come have dinner with us tonight, and you'll meet her." He said, and l nodded.

We talked a little bit more before I decided to go and apologize to Arnold. But I hope he understands that my life doesn't revolve around Sideline only. I have my own life.

I think I've overstayed my welcome, and I don't want to face my parents again either, but l don't want to break Simon's heart.

Where to from here?