His Forbidden Mate

Back home

DIANE

"We are here."

I felt a strange odd feeling form in the out of my stomach. We were indeed here.

I'm back home and as excited as I was, I still felt an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach.

As promised, after breakfast, I got into the car and Lucien drove over to my place although he parked the car at a distance. A walkable distance.

"Yes, we are," I exhaled deeply.

"I'm... I... I wish things didn't start how they started and I'm sorry once again. I wish you the best," he said.

I stared at him wanting to say something but I didn't know what to say. I wanted to tell him something but I just couldn't.

For some reason, I felt bad and I disliked that I was bothered about it when I should be extremely happy but the past few days changed things between us.

I got to know a little about it and it felt nice. Lucien Kane is a renowned businessman and anyone interested in business idolizes him. My best friend idolizes him too.

Knowing well that werewolves are in Middleton and they walk and act like humans makes me a little bothered. I could be walking and then walk past me. I could sit and they sit beside me.

Thinking about it makes me nervous. Most times I cannot help but see the wolf side of Lucien. Werewolves are real and no matter how much I tell myself that they are real, I refuse to believe it is her it terrifies me at the same time.

I removed my seatbelt and got out of the car, deciding not to find any words to say to Lucien. I stared at him once again before making my way to my house.

I felt a hand on my wrist and I turn to see Lucien.

"Wait for a second Diane," he said, letting go of my hand.

"I know you don't want anything to do with me and you don't even want to see my face again but, please take this," he said, giving me his card.

"Anytime you are bothered or you need help, just call me and I will be there," he said and I hesitantly took the card from his hand.

"This is the least I could do for you after all I've put you through," he said before walking away.

I watched his retesting figure. He got into his car and drove off and I felt a dull ache in my stomach. I took in a deep breath and exhaled before making my way to my house.

It felt like deja vu as I walked past our gate. I've missed the outside world so much that I had not realized it until I stepped foot on my compound. I've missed the flowers and everything in here.

I wonder how my parents have been coping in my absence. Six weeks is quite a long time. That's almost two months.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled before twisting the doorknob of the door and making my way inside.

The smell of food filled my nostril and although I'd eaten, I couldn't help but feel hungry again. I've missed my mother's food so much that it feels like forever.

I gently made my way to the kitchen while taking a look at the house. It's been a long I saw everything in this house and it made tears fill my eyes.

I just need to hug my mother. I've missed her so much that I need her to hug me.

I stood at the entrance of the kitchen with my mother's back facing me. She was cooking while humming a song in her head.

I gently made my way to her and wrapped my arms around her. I felt her freeze from my touch before she gently turns around to look at me.

"Oh my goodness. Diane!"

Her eyes widened in shock and the next thing I knew she hugged me tightly.

"It's real. It's you, Diane. If you," she pulled back from the hug to take a look at me.

"Where have you been? Where were you?" Tears filled her eyes as she questioned me, scrutinizing me from head to toe.

"What happened to you? Do you know how worried your father and I were? Oh my goodness. I'm so glad you are fine," she hugged me back again and I hugged her before bursting into tears.

"It's alright my love. It's alright. You are back home and that's what matters. I've missed you so much and it hurts that you were gone. You don't know how much your father and I blamed ourselves. I'm so sorry we let that happen to you," she uttered while patting my back gently.

"You are home. You are safe here," she sounded so assuring and it made me feel at ease once again.

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I settled down on the couch of the living room with y mother by my side.

"I'm so glad to have you back. Your father would be very excited to see you. What happened to you, Diane? Where were you and how did you come back?" My mother asked for the third time now and each time she asked, she would examine my body as if looking for scars.

Lucine has not maltreated me but he did kidnap me and that's the fact. Although he never treated me badly and I got to know a little about him, it still doesn't change the fact that he kidnapped me just to prove a point which he succeeded in doing.

"Will you speak up? You are making me worried Diane. Tell me what happened," she urged.

As much as I wanted to tell her what happened, I couldn't because I knew she'd laugh and think I'm being hilarious. I mean anyone would think the same.

There is absolutely no way she would believe that so it would be better to tell her something else.

"Can we talk about it later? I'm not sure I want to share," I tell her.

"Okay sweetheart. If that's what you want," she tells me before leaving me alone on the couch.

She came back shortly just as I was about to head upstairs to lie down and relax my mind.

"Where are you going to?" She asked.

"To my room," I told her.

"Oh..." she muttered, rubbing the back of her neck, a habit of hers only when she's nervous.

"You see. The thing is, your father and I came to... a conclusion... last week. Honey, it's not..."

"Can you get straight to the point mom?" I cut her off as she kept stuttering.

I watched as she took in a deep breath and exhaled. "Last week when we got nothing after all the search and every effort, we decided to get rid of everything of you because we wanted to let you go because we thought..."

"Oh wow!" I muttered in shock.

I was gone for six weeks and my parents had quickly given up and decided to get rid of everything that reminds me of them. That was so fast of them.

"It was..."

"I get it, mom. I was gone for six weeks and there was nothing to find about my disappearance and worse you didn't find my body so you both agreed that I disappeared right? Isn't that it?" I chided.

"What do you want us to do? On your birthday you suddenly went missing and there was no trace of you so what were we supposed to do? We tried out best. We searched for you. We got nothing. There was simply nothing and after a month and a week, we decided it's best we let it go because it would do us more good than harm," she explained.

To her, she made a lot of sense but to me it's bullshit. I knew I didn't have the best family in the world but I still appreciated what I had.

They might not be the best parents get but I was still grateful. I was gone for six weeks and that was just enough time they needed to forget my existence.

Are six weeks too much for me? They didn't even find my body and they concluded that they've done their best and so they decided to let it all go.

It hurts so much and my mother isn't doing well convincing me that they tried their best. They didn't do their best because if they did, six weeks shouldn't be enough for them to forget me.

"Diane. You can't blame us. We thought... I don't know but if you were in our shoes, you'd understand how difficult it was for us. We wanted the best for you. We cared for you. I'm glad you are back now. I honestly am," she walked closer to me and attempted to touch me but I moved back, refusing to let her touch me.

"It's fine. I know...." Tears cascaded down my cheek. As much as I wanted to not cry, I couldn't do it.

My parents decided to forget me like I never mattered. I know it would get to a point where they forget but six weeks or rather five weeks was too little! I expected better from them but this is what I get and it hurts like hell.

"I get it. I get it all. You both thought it's better to let go for your sake and now that I'm back, I doubt I'd you are as happy as you claim after all I must have been a burden to the both of you. I'm so sorry about everything," I cried out.

"Don't say that Diane. I'm sorry that we gave up thy easily. I am. I promise to make your room far better than it was before. I will make sure to go shopping and get everything that is needed to make your room fine so, please. Please don't make e feel bad," she came closer to me and I moved back once again.

Sometimes I doubt my parents care for me while other times I feel that they do. While my mother is better, my father seems to make me think otherwise.

"It's fine. I was gone for six weeks and if I had not returned then everyone would have forgotten that I don't exist and I never existed and that's fine. I'm out of here," I removed the blanket over me and ran out of the house.

I needed space. I needed to be away from her and from everything for now. Tears streamed down my cheek as I ran towards anywhere. I didn't care where it was that I was going but I just wanted to leave.

I didn't look where it was that I was going to and almost bumped into a car. I fell to the ground.

"Have you gone mad? Aren't you looking at where you are going?" I heard a deep voice yell.

I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and lifted my face to see who it was and it was Dylan, Noah's best friend.

Our eyes met and he froze or rather looked shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Diane?" He asked rhetorically as he walked closer to me but slowly.

"Oh my god it's Diane," I heard a feminine voice say.

It was Linda, Dylan's s*x buddy.

"Diane? Where have you been and why are you..." he trailed off as he knelt to help me get up.

I took his help and rose back to my feet, wiping the dirt off my skirt.

"Where have you been? You suddenly disappeared," Dylan's remarked.

It's okay for everyone to think I disappeared because I indeed disappeared on my birthday but can they stop making me feel strange about myself?

"I..."

"Oh my goodness. You look different. I don't know if I should say it in a good way or bad way but you look different. Where have you been? Do you know a lot happened in your absence? You suddenly went missing on your birthday and it became the hottest talk in town. Everyone had their theory about it and then you appear. This would be such good news for the school magazine," Linda spoke at length, not taking a break.

That's Linda for you. She's the president of the school magazine and she's known to talk a lot. She doesn't hide her thoughts and would say them just as it is.

Of course, I expected things to have changed but not a lot. I know six sweets can be much but then it isn't at the same time.

There couldn't be many changes, or could they? I thought to myself as I listen to Linda's rant.

"Oh my goodness!" She gasped.

"Does Noah know that you are back? It didn't take long before he..."

"Can you stop talking Linda?" Dylan cuts her off and she immediately kept shut.

For someone like Linda, Dylan does have his way with her. Everyone knows she was in love with him while Dylan didn't give back the same energy but he stuck with her.

And what did she have to say about Noah? What did he do?

"Noah doesn't know that you are back right?" Dylan asked and I nodded my head.

"Where are you heading to?" He asked and I bit my bottom lips thinking of what to say to him.

"Do you have a place to be in a hurry? I can..."

"Can we go already? I'm sure she's fine and she can find her way. We have to go," Linda interjected.

"Just go. You don't have to worry Dylan. I am fine," I told him.

Dylan and I aren't close but being friends with Noah made us cool with one another.

"Alright," Dylan said.

"You might want to watch where it is that you are going to so that you don't appear in front of another car. You would get hurt okay? Don't think because you know how to disappear and appear..."

"Get into the car, Linda!" Dylan cuts her off.

She huffed before going into the car. I sighed deeply as soon as he drove past me.

I didn't have a place that I was found to anyways. Now that I thought about it. How is Noah feeling and what would be his reaction?

My parents quickly moving on is another reason to make me more insecure. Linda said so much and as much as I didn't want her words to bother me, I couldn't help it.

What has changed in my absence? I just hope that a lot hasn't changed much for me to fit in because it would kill me.

I bit my bottom lips, a habit of mine whenever I was nervous. I ran my finger through my hair.

"It's going to be fine Diane. Just take in a deep breath and exhale," I told myself.