Its finally winter break, which means I get to write. A ton. I'm so excited to continue this story; I have a lot of ideas but I'm not for certain which path I want to go down. I guess we will see(:
Chapter two
Tory's POV
By the time I reached the bunker it was closing in on eight. Shelton was pulling a soda out of the mini fridge, Hi was at the computer and Ben was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Ben?" Ouch. Not the best choice of first word. Needy much Tory?
"Funny, that's why we called you here." Shelton. Pushing his glasses back up on his soft chocolate nose
"Mr. Ben Blue." Hi. Lacing his fingers together, leaving the index fingers up, and pointing them towards me.
I instantly began to feel mild discomfort. The boys obviously called me here for a reason. Not to joke around and play Twister. No. They had a serious topic to discuss, and I feel it revolved around Ben and me. A topic I'd been shoving to the back of my mind every time it came up. It wasn't that I wanted to ignore it, I had to. My pack could be in a dangerous situation because of Chance, and my love life seemed childish and a waist of energy.
"Tory, how do I say this gently. Well actually I'm not even going to waste my breath circling around the subject. Tory do you love Ben?" Hi smirked with his directly asked question.
"Excuse me." I swiveled to face Hi
"Tory. Ben talked about you the ENTIRE drive back from the parking lot. Like the entire drive. You mean everything to him. I don't think you realize that, do you?" Shelton's hands found their way to the top of his head.
I opened my mouth then closed it. I had nothing to say. I was surprised at Shelton's outburst, but more then that I was surprised at what he had to say. I know I'm smart. I've always been smart, but I'm not going to lie. I can easily use standard deviation and apply it to a set of numbers, but in the whole boy category I was a D- for sure. I just can't grasp it. Maybe if I could I wouldn't hurt so many people.
"I don't know what to do guys. I like Ben I really do, but I don't think a relationship is in the cards for me. For us- for our pack."
"Tor please don't make excuses. We aren't restricted to being alone, never have been never will be. If you hurt Ben it will tear him apart. It will tear us apart. You have to handle him delicately, and for God's sake please tell me you didn't kiss him just to make him go away. Victoria Brennan that will literally crush him. Do you hear me? Crush him. Listen if you hurt Ben I'm-"
"Hi! Enough! Shut up I hear you. OK. I get it. I have to go." I twist on my toes and head for the door.
"Tory, we have to figure this out, we just need to know how you feel about Ben, you know. Maybe we could tell him gently, ease him into the idea of letting you go." Hi's voice was soft.
"That's not what I want. I like Ben. I do, I think.." I trailed off feeling emotionally drained
Shelton opened his mouth to add something but it didn't matter. I threw my hands up and crawled out of the bunker. I ran to the beach and dropped to my knees in the cold sand. I pulled out my phone revealing three missed messages and a clock check of 9:02. All three messages were from Ben.
8:10 Ben B – Hey Tor how's Ella doing
8:47 Ben B – Just wondering what was up and how you were doing
9:01 Ben B – Hiram just texted me, he said I needed to get a hold of you. Are you ok?
I threw my phone a few feet ahead. What's going on with my life? I needed mom. I fell into the fetal pose burrowing into the sand feeling my tears go from a trickle into a waterfall. The moon reflected off the ocean, nature's own nightlight. The waves crashed into the shoreline in a consistent pattern. The crickets and the gulls, the waves and the sand, all melded as one soft continuous hum. Faster than I expected I was lulled into a deep sleep.
I felt the warmth first. The large hands pulling me out of the sand before I heard the voice.
"Tory hey, shh you're ok."
I felt the hands caress my check and store my fallen hair back behind my ear. I was lifted out of the sand and into his lap. I looked up. Ice blue eyes met mine. Jason pulled me closer, gently rubbing my back and quietly shushing me.
"Jason?" a question, more than a statement
"Tory shh you're ok. You're ok." Jason murmured as he began to rock me back and forth.
I don't know why but I began to cry. A couple tears fell, and then I had no control. The endless flow started soaking Jason's shirt. His grip tightened as he completely stood up and started carrying me off the beach. All the sudden my brain kicked in. Something was not right.
With one twist I fell out of his arms and flopped onto the sand. Surprise leaked from Jason's glacier blue eyes. I tried to play it off- buy myself some time.
"Jason what time is it?" I smiled a convincing smile.
"Quarter past two." He responded without missing a beat.
"Jason I have got to get back, I've been gone since like 7:30 Kit probably is freaking out." I said standing up and heading towards the complex
Jason turned and grabbed my shoulders his eyes gleaming with something I couldn't quite place my finger on.
"Tor. No. You are fine. We are going back to my house. We need t-." Jason stopped mid-sentence and started shaking his head. His grip tightened as he tried dragging me off the beach. I started to scream and kick, trying to break his hold. My phone it's somewhere on the beach… if I can just grab it…
I started Twisting and squirming until I was in position I kicked blindly until I felt the…uh connection. Jason let out a howl of pain as he dropped to his knees, hands cupping his man parts. I ran through the sand fast and blind. I tripped on a rock and got a mouth full of sand. Spitting it out I turned in circles running my fingers through the sand. Gotcha. I unlocked my phone with ease and pulled up the first number I thought of. Ben. I hit the call and prayed he would answer. I was so distraught I didn't see him barreling down the dunes. Jason's foot connected with my hand and my phone went flying. I cried in pain as I looked down at my hand. Jason's foot did some serious damage. I was still screaming when Jason pinned me down and got on top of me. I tried to flare, but it was like something was blocking the connection. Jason sat on top of me, freeing his right hand. The last thing I remembered was Jason's eyes exploding with a red fire before his fist connected with my face.
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