To Want You

24

I barely ever fought with him growing up. Yes, there were quarrels along the way but never to the extent of him walking out on me. Even If I was the one who started a little argument, Abel would be the first to apologize. And that's how it's always been. But it's different now. 

When he turned his back on me and left with a calm yet pissed expression on his face, that was the last I've seen him. A week's gone by in a blink of an eye and I've yet to receive a text message or even a call that could assure me he was fine. It's tiring hearing Mrs Parker repeating the words 'He's fine sweetie. Don't worry.'

Thunder strikes as the ominous weather gradually increases. A shiver travels down my spine. 

Abel. 

Is he really fine though? No matter how hard I try, I can't get that scornful look he made, out of my head. Somehow it managed to fill my peaceful streaming river with guilt. Because in a way, I had indirectly rejected him as someone special to me by bringing that question up. 

I ring the last item, murmuring the price. Since school doesn't start in a couple of months, I decided to find myself a part time job at close convenience store. So far, it's my third day on the job and I'm this close to quitting. It's not like I was harassed or yelled at or anything. The store owner's in her late forties and she's the sweetest woman of all time. 

The customers aren't the cause for my me wanting to quit either. It's just that, for some reason I've grown an urge to step out of my zone and search for Abel instead.

I've figured this is the 'pull' Loona often talks about. Perhaps it's because I haven't seen him for a period of time that I'm suddenly starting to feel it. 

This feeling. 

It's the worse. 

Almost like when you've promised yourself a strict diet but end up eating a whole box of pizza because of that 'want'. My headaches have gotten worse as well. 

After handing up the right change, I set myself back down to rest on the seat. I barely made any vigorous physical movements but I feel likes I've towed a truck with my bare hands. I stare at the ceiling, mind drifting further away. 

This feeling of wanting to see him. It sucks. He won't pick up my calls and Mrs Parker isn't planning i'm telling me where he is right now. It's not like I wanted him to take it the wrong way when I brought it.

I really thought he didn't see me in that way. That's why i decided to bring it up and completely break whatever was keeping us fated. Since it's not like you can go back to things used to be without officially saying 'those' words. I did my research, Intel mostly told by Loona, and that there indeed is a way to detach myself from him. 

 The only problem is, Loona isn't gonna tell me what they are. I close my eyes and click my tongue. 

I've been in a whirlpool this past few days. Even months before Abel's eighteenths birthday. At this point, I don't think I have much time left. No matter how much I dread of the day, I know i'll end up telling him sooner or later. 

I open my eyes and stare bluntly outside. I wonder how he's doing. Is he okay? I'm really worried and I hope he won't take long to come back, Time isn't on my side and I'm worried I might worsen our situation even more. I'd like to avoid a misunderstanding. Especially since we've yet to resolve the first one. I close my eyes once again, feeling a headache hammering the back of my head. I need to get this checked very soon. 

 - 

Jace leans against the doorframe, watching Abel hit a bullseye with a gun. The guy's been releasing his pent up frustrations here without rest. He's pissed but refuses to show it. The bullet strikes through the air and hits the cardboard figure in the heart once again.

"Hey man, it's already been a week. You sure you won't go see her?" 

 "What for? So she can spit those words at my face and toss me away like trash?" Smirking, Abel loads the gun and shoots through the heart of the cardboard figure. "I'll have to kill her first before she can do that." Jace rolls his eyes like he's heard that a lot of times.

 This guy's duality is just unbelievable. Elka might know him to be a sweet, considerate friend who wouldn't dare hurt a fly but if only she knew how wrong she actually is. Abel's true personality's no where near that. He's cruel, arrogant and hard to please. He gets what he wants and won't stop for anything or anyone. Just as to be expected of a rare pure breed alpha. 

 "You should really watch your words you know." Sighs the man in exasperation. "Your wolf won't like it." 

"Sorry to break it to you but he's actually on board with the idea. We know what's best for her anyway." 

 "You call ignoring her the best for her?" Twisting his head up in disbelief, Jace ends up shaking his head in the end. "You're crazy." Abel chuckles, clearly annoyed as he suddenly diverts the gun towards Jace. And with a pull of a trigger, he shoots.

 The bullets pierces through the air before he can notice it. In the end, a mirror shatters, spilling broken pieces of glass. Jace stands there frozen and pale, the bullet only missing him by a centimeter on the head to hit what was behind him. 

And here he was trying to avoid experiencing something like this again. Never get on an alpha's nerves. 

 "Don't forget your place, Jace. I may be your friend but you should still watch your tone when you speak to me. " And with that, Abel slams the gun against the ice man's and leaves the room.