To Want You

25

'It's not that I can't handle him. Your baby brother can be quite a handful Elk- Clever, that's your brother's ipad sweetie. Be a good boy and put it back. You can listen to mommy right?" 

I've been on the phone with my mom for god knows how long. After walking through the heavy rain last night, I think I caught a temporary cold. Not like it matters anyway. I'll be as good as new by tomorrow. I can only stare at the ceiling of my bedroom as she tries to persuade my little brother into giving the ipad. 

"That's because you spoil him too much." I murmur, knowing too well she's too busy to even hear me. 

''You're not letting me talk to noona! So no!" His adorable voice rings from the phone seconds before I hear my mother sigh. "Elka, honey. You heard that right?" 

"He sounds...cute." I bite my lip and trail off in an awkward silence, staring at the gloomy depths beyond my window. It's been years since I've last seen them. And if I'm being honest with myself, I don't think i'm ready to face them yet. Especially Clever. He was still a baby when they left and he probably doesn't have any memories of me. I've seen pictures of him a few times on the front page of magazines though. I think the latest one was released last week. But even that doesn't happen often.

"Noona's busy, baby." 

I'll talk to him some other time. I slip out from my bed before heading downstairs. 

"I have to go, mom." 

"Mhh? Oh okay. Take care, honey." 

I'm suppose to meet up with Daron today but because of my cold, I cancelled the plans last minute. It's been raining cats and dogs for the past few days. I guess I've just been forcing myself outside to forget about what happened between Abel and I. 

And there I go again.

It almost annoys me how I'm thinking about him even when I'm not feeling well. And not to mention this continuous headache.

Screw you Abel. 

The doorbell suddenly rings, erupting a groan from my lips. 

Who could that be now? I toss the toilet paper aside and trudge towards the door with a very bitter expression planted across my face. I probably look like I came from a war zone. I haven't taken a shower since I was too lethargic and the bed was comfortable while it lasted. It's not Loona is it? That girl does have the tendancy to barge in unannounced. But why did she have to ring the doorbell? 

Grabbing the handle, I eventually throw the door open with a tongue ready to sprout nonsense. Normally I'm known to be that calm, silent girl but when I'm on my blood week, it's a whole different story. My mood swings tend to move up and down the chart like a broken earthquake detector and has never been a pleasant sight. 

Those words piling my throat are unable to get out when I see Abel standing there in front of me. Aside from the straight line on his lips and emotionless eyes, I notice the color of his hair had changed from a silvery white to a night like black. He's naturally born with black hair but after seeing him in silver hair for so long, I feel like i'm looking at an entirely different person. His earrings are more prominant than they once were. Last time I checked though, he only had two in both sides. Right now I think I'm seeing six.

I snap out of my stare and raise my hand to slap him, sending a resonating smack through the air. Abel's face's turned to the side and my hand's stinging. 

I rub the bridge of my nose and close my eyes and mumble coherence before spilling actual words. "And here I thought I was hallucinating." 

"That's one way to greet me I guess." Mumbles the boy before stepping in like he owns the house.  I trudge behind him all the way to the kitchen where he helps himself with a glass of water. I don't see an umbrella with him nor any sign of his vehicle parked outside. It's raining but he doesn't look anywhere damp.

"What were you expecting? A hug? I haven't seen you for days, your mom doesn't want to tell me where you ran off to and I've spent a whole week and five days worrying about you. That makes it two hundred and eighty eight hours on the clock. " I've flickered my fingers in a counting motion as I list out my reasons before slamming it on the table. "Come to think of it. Maybe I should slap you one more time for good measures." 

"I've only been here for five minutes and you're already kicking me out. That's not how you should act in front of your partner, El. It's annoying. " He ends the statement plopping a grape inside his mouth before avoiding my gaze to stare at it like it's some come of new species. 

I think my mind blanked off for a second. "I'm sorry what?"

"I said it's annoying." 

"No.. The one before that." 

"That's not how you should act in front of you partner?" He repeats again before shrugging. "It's true anyway. You're my mate and I wouldn't have it any other way. So be ready." 

"No."

He arches a brow." What do you mean no? Weren't you the one who liked talking about how 'unfair' you humans can't experience it? If I remember correctly, I think 'liked' is an understatement. More like you were obsessed by it. You're really something you know. "

"That was before I knew your kinds could-" 

"Oh so now that you know we can get involved with humans you think you can just change your thoughts on that? Listen EL. You're bound to me and there's nothing you can do about. And I'll be damned if you ever decide to leave me you get that?" He suddenly rounds the counter to tower over my figure with the most coldest stare I've ever seen cross his face. "You're mine from now on wether you like it or not."