To Want You

3

Abel tosses a cheese puff towards my direction, littering a trail of messy crumbs across my once clean carpet. I glare though my bangs, sneering. “Don’t make a mess or I’m kicking you out.”

It’s currently way past mid night and I’m trying to get some homework done. I’m on the floor settled with books all over the coffee table and friend casually munching on the snacks he brought behind me. He waves my threatening words off, popping another snack into his mouth.

“I could give you the answers you know.”

It’s tempting. I’m aware he’s already done his homework and leeching off some answers from him would be easier. But I won’t. I’d rather stay up all night figuring out this pathetic formulas than have a mental break down from another surprise quiz.

“I’m good.” I focus my attention back to my papers, solving the next question. It’s not that hard once I’ve set my mind to it. It doesn’t take long before I’ve finally answered everything. And for the first time, I actually understood what I was doing. I can’t take all the credit though. Abel helped when he noticed me having trouble with one question.

He explains much better than our teacher. Either that or I just don’t listen carefully during discussions. Abel smiles from beside me, suddenly patting my head like a puppy. I gather all my books and dump them inside my backpack. I’m grateful he came over. If he hadn’t, I would’ve probably stayed up all night.

Speaking of which, we really need to go to bed. I hop up from my sitting position stretching my stiff limbs into the air. “I’ll go prepare the room for you.”

Upon reaching the room, all I do is prop a new set of sheets on and fluff the pillow up. This isn’t the first Abel's showed up. Whenever he does, he’d use this spare room. Some of his things are already here just waiting to be used. I don’t mind him staying over sometimes. It’s better to have company than be alone.

I yawn tiredly.

I don’t see Abel anywhere when I head downstairs to fetch him. He’s probably in the bathroom washing up. Shrugging my shoulders, I check my front door one last time before heading up stairs to my room. Time check, two in the morning. At this rate, I only have five hours to sleep. Class starts at eight and I definitely don't want to be late tomorrow.

I can already feel my vision gaining blurriness as I burry myself wishing the sheets. But just as I’m about to finally drift away.

A soft creak alerts me that someone’s entering my room. I shift to my side, catching the familiar for Abel's silhouette slipping in. I’m too tired to even ask what he’s doing and just let him be. As I close my eyes again, I hear a soft plop of something hitting the ground. My guesses is that he’s brought in the mattress from the other room to sleep here.

Abel's Pov

The reason why I’m here is because of mom and dad. My birthday’s coming up and they’re planning to go all out for it. They’ve invited every girl that I’ve had to bear dates with and unfamiliar once as well. hat worse is that I have to listen to them all night long.

My only escape was Elka. She doesn’t bring any of those stuff up unless my parents include her.

She’s probably fast asleep now.

I turn to my side, propping my elbow under me head as I stare up at her bed. I can’t help the sad grin that takes over my face when the reality of me finding my mate soon fills my head. They said a bond between two mate’s almost impossible to ignore. I can’t believe I’m stuck to live with delusional belief.

This is the twenty-first century for crying out loud. Why do we still have to be forced to live under tradition?

My mind drifts back to the memory when I had first met Elka. When her hair were still pulled up into two adorable pony tails and clad in a pretty polka dot dress. That was during my third birthday. I remember stealing her glasses as our first interaction. And that’s how we kept our friendship going. Whenever I’d get the chance, I take her glasses from under her nose.

Too bad she rarely ever wears then now.

I pull myself up, mattress scrunching beauty my finger tips. It’s as if my body had a mind of its own. Suddenly the room’s gone silent with only Elka’s peaceful breaths hovering the air. I push the bed sheet aside, slipping beside her carefully as to not wake her up.

Her arm finds itself around me out of unconscious habit. When she sleeps, she likes latching unto something. A little smile breaks across my features, suddenly feeling that strange yet familiar feeling erupting within me.

I feel happy for some reason.

Her beside me. It’s as if she belongs to be with me. My parents know how precious Elka is to me. They use her because they no I can’t say no to her. My arm rests behind her back, slowly pulling her towards me. I can’t help but inhale her scent, falling into the arms of satisfaction.

It’s funny because she doesn’t know what she’s doing to me. For the past few weeks, I’ve found myself restless without her. If I don’t see her, I panic. If she doesn’t answer my calls, I panic even more. I’ve noticed how I’ve grown over protective over her, warning off those who seem interested with behind closed walls.

Honestly, I’m not sure what’s gotten into me. My sudden perception towards her had just suddenly changed out of nowhere and I have a feeling it has something to do with me finally turning eighteen.

I push those thoughts aside, forcing my focus towards the angel sleeping peacefully beside me. I know I’e been a jerk to her when we were kids. But I’m very thankful she tolerated me.

I lean in, planting a kiss on her head before finally drifting off to sleep.