" Let me know that I've done wrong, When I've known this all along, I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you, Tell me all that you've thrown away, Find out games you don't wanna play, You are the only one that needs to know. I'll keep you my dirty little secret. "
- The All-American Rejects
( Dirty Little Secret )
KAI COACHMAN
[September 7th 2020]
He releases a cross between a laugh and a choke as he walks over to me but I take a step back. I didn't want him to touch me because I knew what happened when he did. I knew my petty nature would go on vacation and I would forget even being mad because that's what his touch on me did. That's the effect he had on me.
I wanted to allow myself to be jealous and petty because I knew even if I wanted to act like I didn't care, which I wanted to do, it wouldn't work so instead of suppressing what I felt I'd act on it because that appeared much easier.
I knew this was a sign that I'm coming to accept how I felt for Declan and the mate bond as well my attraction to a male but I was going to allow it to happen, slowly, but surely.
Declan isn't able to say more as Finnick now enters. He shows his surprise at the mess in the kitchen as well as the mood between Declan and I but isn't able to say much as I take him by the elbow and drag him out of the kitchen. I drag him for a bit until we're in the third living room that this floor had.
I release him and he raises a questioning eyebrow.
"What was that for?" He asks, rubbing his elbow.
"Spill whatever you've been hiding from me," I demand and he looks confused until realization crosses his features and he chews on his lips.
"Kai, you spent two years without knowing. Why is now important to know about Declan's past?" Finnick asks as he sits gingerly on the arm rest of a loveseat.
"Bolt," I sigh and bite my lip as I hold my head in my hands for a bit before looking at him with my full attention and with all seriousness, "I'm staring to really accept him and it's weird because I didn't want to but I am and I think I-I like him, not just like him but—God, I want to be with him."
Finnick gaps for a few moments, his cheeks tinting pink before he squeals very unmanly like as he shoots up from his previous spot and over to me.
"You're accepting him," he grasps my shoulders and shakes me, "this is big."
Big like Declan's—bad Kai.
I blushed, I was even making s****l jokes inside my head about him! This was beyond bad.
"I want to know about his past," I repeat myself.
"I don't think you should hear it from me," Finnick frowns, "it isn't my place to tell."
"You're just afraid he'll kill you," I narrow my eyes.
"That too," He sheepishly smiles.
I roll my eyes.
"Vera just mind linked me, she wants us to help Chris and Elliot serve the cookies," Finnick says.
I nod and we begin walking back to the kitchen I was previously at with Declan. We catch Chris and Elliot in the living room and watch them give the children who were gathered their cookies. We join and with displeasure I hand cookies out to the children, once in a while I slip a cookie into my mouth to which Chris elbows me constantly for but he does the exact same thing. Hypocrite.
I hear Elliot gasp and I turn to look at him. He's glaring at a little boy who's talking excitedly with another little boy. I walk over to Elliot and he turns to look at me; he grasps my arm and pulls me back.
"That's the little boy who told his father on me and almost got me beat up," he whispers and I frown.
A while back, Elliot told me about a snotty brat of a kid who almost got him pummeled by his dad. I glare at the child and the child looks at me with confusion but scowls back at me and sticks his tongue out. Someone slaps him in the back of the head and as I look up I see it was Blake who did it.
"Behave," she scolds.
They looked alike and it made me to believe that they were siblings.
"Sorry for my brother," she says to me and Elliot who still frowns.
"It's whatever," I say indifferently and watch as she smiles at me before ruffling her brothers hair and leaving.
After that, we finished serving the cookies to all the kids and no later than ten minutes after, they passed out in the living room. Some fell asleep on the floor while others fell asleep on the couch.
Vera entered the room carrying Jaylin in her one arm, with a tray of possibily our last cookies in her other arm.
"Take this to the third floor to the kids in the living room with the weird painting," she instructs.
I nod and I suddenly realize that I didn't know where Declan was. I look around and knit my brows together as I wonder if he went out for a run therefore abandoning me to do all this work myself.
He'd pay for it later.
I take the tray into my hands and begin walking through the floor until I reach the elevator and I get in, pressing for floor three. It plays its usual music as I'm elevated upwards, hearing the ding sound as I arrive on the third floor and exit the elevator.
I feel like I hardly ever go to the third floor but that thought wasn't really relevant to now. I turn a hall and enter the living room where the kids are running around and acting like brats. Not all of them were acting out, some where playing games with each other which I appreciated.
They smelt the cookies and I watched as, simultaneously, there heads turned and I saw the excitement fill their eyes. They began rushing towards me but I quickly clutched the tray with my right hand and with my left hand, I blew a whistle with my finger. They stopped just in front of me.
"Take five steps back," I direct and they take steps back, following instructions.
I smile and I place the tray of cookies onto the table slowly before timing it well and backing away quickly. They leaped for the cookies and my eyes widened watching how they viciously ate the cookies.
Why do I want kids again?
I shiver as I dust the crumbs off myself and begin walking back in the direction of the elevator. As I turn a corner my eyes spot Declan...and Blake together.
My heart squeezes inside my chest as I look at the way Blake holds onto Declan's arm. He's looking away from Blake, staring at the opposite end of the hallway as Blake clutches his arm.
"One night," I hear her say, "let's spend one night together."
I frown and roll my eyes as I turn to walk away but stupidly, I run into the corner of the wall and groan.
"Stupid wall," I curse and turn back to see Declan snap his head in my direction and lift himself off the wall he was leaning on.
I turn quickly and speed walk away, my destination was the elevator. I slap the button repeatedly, watching with relief as it opens and I enter.
Declan is in sight but the door starts to shut before he can enter and I sigh, leaning my head back as I feel myself go up to the fifth floor.
I wasn't sure how I felt but there was definitely jealousy running through me. There was this feeling of Declan wanting to be with a female instead of me and although I always acclaimed that I wasn't gay, apart of me knew I wasn't exactly straight. But the way Blake and Declan looked at each other made me feel like I was the one who was somehow out of place.
I shake my head as the door slides open. My heart jumps out of my chest and I release a, unfortunately girly, scream as Declan is the first thing I see. Eyes wide, air is caught in my throat as he snatches my wrist in his grip and drags me away.
"D-Declan," I pull my arm in attempt to get it out of his grip.
"I won't leave you in the dark anymore," he says, the underlying meaning made me nervous.
I was curious but scared as I allowed him to drag me away.
If you remember the chapter from TAAHP, When Vera exposes Declan's past hoe ways, that's what this is about. Just in case anyone needs clarification.
ANNOUNCEMENT: ask any questions you wish to ask because I'm planning to have a Q&A in this story but I'm planning on switching it up a little. Ask as many questions as you'd wish to in this chapter.
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