Chapter 80

He left, he left me alone after doing what he can to me. I felt so depraved and humiliated. I was treated just like a whore would by my own husband. He just finished and found himself clothes and left. Just like that he left, with my legs still hanging in the air. The aftershocks of my orgasm making my whole body tremble.

It wasn't entirely my orgasm making me tremble so much, it was the heart wrecking sobs that were coming from deep within me that made me shake like a leaf on a tree in the autumn breeze.

Placing a finger on why I was really crying was a difficult one. But in my heart that felt like a goodbye and I need you to hate me stunt. No sense! But it did, it did make a lot of sense. It made a lot of sense that I was crying over the loss of my husband when I haven't at all lost him. I was in fact supposed to be mourning the possible death of my pups since I do not know anything.

I couldn't ask about the phone call and now it seems as if I will never know what transpired over the phone and if it was any link to finding my pups. If it was anything he had to tell me he would have by now, was he hiding it?

I seemed to have been having a lot of questions more than an examination would hold. And just like a teacher would have a student needing extra help, it was no use marking the paper unless the child has been helped. I needed help understanding my own life right now.

I hear distant ringing and it sounded like my phone, my personal phone. I hadn't touched it in days, there was nothing important that I needed it on me. Mostly it was Aiden who called me on the phone and he was home with me. The contacts that were given on the posters and fliers we hang out were numbers for the home phones. So I really didn't need to carry my handset everywhere I went.

Remembering where I left it was a challenge but eventually I found it under a pile of magazines that Dina had brought by some time back for the shower.

"Hello" I answer to the unrecognized number that came as a private number. The first thought I had was that I was the kidnappers and they decided to contact me directly through my phone. But how did they find my number?

The line is silent for a bit that I had to ask a second time who it was. And then I hear it, the sound of an evil cat meowing.

That might have been a little exaggerated but its exactly what I felt once I heard that chilling voice capable of freezing ice.

It was the she devil herself who had called, and she was here to bear news, in her exact words.

I am still traumatized at what she had told me, it made no sense but still traumatized me. I was on my way to the very same spot we had to meet and kill Sebastian not that this one felt any better. Anyone who suggests such a place should be questioned heavily by the authorities and anyone related because this was not okay. Only terrorist would suggest that place and call it a hang out.

I did try calling Aiden for a time but the phone call couldn't get through, his phone must have been off. The only other contact I could think to call was the beta stride, luckily he was not far and was happy to help. I had to get there some how and Patrick was the one taking me.

Sitting in the back of the new but posh car of Patrick, I digest what I was just told over the phone not thirty minutes ago.

"Hello Barbie, are you ready to leave?" she said in that voice that I wish I could describe as scratchy and ugly. It's been a while since I heard from her. that dreaded werewolf. If I had super powers or super wishes I would have wished her off this planet's surface because she was a wasted cause.

Understanding her was way ahead of me and I was behind, ready for what? To where? Clearly she was aware of my confusion that she elaborated in a colorful way meant to grab my attention and boy did it.

"Oh so dear husband didn't tell you huh, hurry up we are waiting for you me and your husband. We have something to tell you. They are fine if you wanted to know." She says. Before she could cut the call I ask for the particular place I am supposedly supposed to find "them" in quotes.

What did she really mean when she said Aiden didn't tell me? Was that supposed to be why he was in a strange and brutal mood. Though his mood seemed fabricated he still tried to make it seem that way. What was it? The mental questions were killing me if not that then the never ending feeling of something worse coming eating at my guts should do it.

She mentioned a they too, who was they and what did it mean. How was I supposed to think. My mind didn't want to wait and hear what the she devil had to say.

My only worry was why Aiden's phone still wasn't working. The more I trued the more I thought that he had it off on purpose so that I don't reach him.

Shading tears seemed to have become my daily routine now. Routine. Triggered. If there is anything I can remember about m and Aiden together was the routines we used to share. They would just occur naturally after doing the same thing together for a time then we would get sucked and get used to having that particular activity together.