Chapter 13 CHAPTER THIRTEEN
EMILY’S POV
Emily breathed out shakily, an unexplainable fear running through her at the sight of Stefan.
Slowly, Emily walked into the cell, her eyes glancing around.
““Have you come here to gloat?”” Stefan asked, a taunting smirk on his lips.
“What is wrong with you?”” Emily snapped in anger.
“Me!!, are you seriously asking me that question, Stefan said.” Tell me was this part of your plan? because how convenient that you are just in the pack that I have been trying to get their alliance.
“Look, it might sound funny, but everything has been a coincidence.”” After the attack, me and Roman ended up here.
And Stefan, Emily continued. Me and Roman were just a mistake, we would never hurt you in such a way.
Stefan laughed loudly, the sound echoing around the tiny cell. “You don’t know right?” he asked, in between his laughter.
I frowned, “know what?”I asked him.
He stopped laughing, his expression back to that ugly sneer as he looked at me.
I am sure you will find out soon, and also the father of those things in your stomach too.
Emily clutched her stomach, disgust on her face.
This isn’t you Stefan, and I am really sorry, if I hurt you but please don’t let hatred change who you are.
Stefan stood up, slowly walking towards her as she moved back. “This is who you made me”he said, "I hate you so much" he spat out venomously.
Emily sobbed lowly, cupping her hands over her mouth. Stefan shaked his head, before walking back to his bed.
Emily heaved, running towards a corner of the cell before throwing up everything she had just eaten. Stefan stared at her in disgust, while the guard walked towards her.
He waited till she was done, before escorting her out of the cell.
As Emily left, she glanced back, truly like Sheila had warned her, he had no remorse for nearly killing her. She sighed, before looking forward, her head high as she left the holding cell.
She was done with Stefan.
She thanked the guard for dropping her home, before walking inside her house, surprised to see Sheila lounging on the living room couch.
Sheila raised her head up at the sound of the door, pausing the movie she was watching, before sitting up.
““How was it?”” she asked.
“Unexpected!!Emily answered, walking towards the couch Sheila was, before sitting down.”
Sheila bit her lips, her gaze soft as she stared at Emily.
Emily rolled her eyes. I know you told me, you can say it!!
Sheila just shrugged her shoulders, a wide grin on her lips.
““Where is Roman?”” Emily asked.
““Running!!! Sheila said, stretching her body.”” I am waiting for him actually, so he takes me home.
““Since when can’t you go home on your own?””Emily asked sharply, raising her eyebrows.
Emily blushed, at how jealous she sounded. She cleared her throat, trying to hide it.
““Are you jealous?”” Sheila asked, smirking as she stared at Emily.
“What!!! Of course not, Emily exclaimed.”” I am just surprised at how close you and Roman are these days.
Before Sheila could respond, the door opens, a shirtless Roman strolling inside. His chest was huge, his muscles bulging hard. I could see his flat hard stomach, sweat dripping down it.
Emily blushed at her thoughts, confused with her body’s reaction. She had seen Roman shirtless plenty of times, so why was she reacting in such a lewd manner? She dragged her eyes away from his body, noticing that Sheila was also staring.
Roman falters at the sight of her, his face taunt, as he asks her how she felt now that she had finally spoken to Stefan.
Before she could answer, he glanced at Sheila, telling her he wanted to freshen up and would be right back. He didn’t even spare Emily another glance, as he walked up to his room.
“What’s his problem?”” Emily asked out loud, stunned by his recent behavior.
Sheila sighed, refusing to answer as she unpaused the movie that had been playing. She leaned back against the chair, her eyes fully focused on the television.
Fuming, Emily said a quick goodnight before marching to her room.
She stripped out of her clothes, entering her bathroom. The cold water splashing on her body was a welcome relief for how stressful today had been.
She remained there for a while, enjoying the calmness, before stepping out.
Coming out from the bathroom, she found something comfortable to wear, before laying down, completely exhausted.
Emily tossed around on her bed, an uncomfortable loneliness prickly her inside. Her mind wandered to Roman, wondering why he was behaving strangely towards her.
Fear claws at her heart, at the thought of also losing him.
She stood up, resting her back against the bed post. No matter how tired she was, she needed to make sure everything was alright with Roman.
Emily peeked up at the sound of the door opening, her heart beating as she patiently waited for Roman to go to his room. He stopped at her door, standing there for a while before striding past to his own.
Emily stood up, contemplating if she should just hold on till morning, she shook her head, before stepping out of her room, heading toward Roman’s.
Emily knocked softly on his door, shuffling her foot as she waited for his response. He opened the door, his eyebrows raised as he stared at her.
“Can I come in?” she asked, wringing her hands nervously.
Sure he said, stepping aside.
Emily took in every inch of his room. This was the first time she was entering his room, everything was neatly arranged, his scent clouding the room. She sat on the bed, staring at the wolf figurine on his dressing table.
“So, is anything the matter?”” Roman asked her, sitting down at the far edge of his bed.
“Nothing!”Emily replied to him, as they both fell into an awkward silence.
“I am sorry Emily blurted out, blushing as she stared down at her hands.”
“For what?” Roman asked her.
“Everything” she said, "I have been so selfish, never really asking how you were holding up.” What happened affected the both of us, yet I have been so far up my own issues to properly ask how you felt. And for that, I am truly sorry.
Emily glanced at Roman, surprised at the intensity in which he was staring at her. She blushed hard, staring down at her hands.
He moved closer to her, making her heart rate increase. She didn’t know why she was this nervous, it was Roman.
I have come to terms with it. Roman said softly, you are all that matters to me Emily he whispers, his blue eyes shining as he stares at her. My family and friends, are aware of that.
What do you mean Emily whispers, the thought of mattering this much to someone scaring her, yet satiating the growing fear she felt at the thought of losing him. Maybe she really was selfish, she thought, as she raised her hands, placing it on top of Roman’s hand that had been resting on the bed.
They both glanced at their clasped hands, electric buzz flowing through them at the contact.
Call it pregnancy hormones, or whatever. But Emily really wanted Roman to kiss her. She was too much of a coward to take the initiative.
Instead he dragged her down to the bed, hugging her close as he cuddled her. Emily moaned softly, as Roman lightly kissed her neck.
One day, I will explain everything to you, Roman whispered softly, I want you to know that I am yours as long as you want me to be.
Emily smiled, happiness vibrating through every part of her being as she huddled closer to him.
She hummed contentedly, before slowly drifting off, her babies swirling excitedly inside her stomach.