Ty

Ty

I lay on my back and stretch my whole body as I wake up. I haven’t slept this well in months.  I finally had a night where I didn't have any nightmares and felt safe and warm for the first time.  I turn over and bury my face into the pillow, and it smells so good, just like an apple orchard after a fresh rainstorm with subtle hints of caramel and cinnamon.  I smile and start to fall back asleep when it hits me.  The pillow smells like my mates.  I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes and look around.  I start to panic when I don’t recognize the room I am in.  Then the previous night’s events start to come back to me.  The break-in, the twins' showing up with a few other people I don’t know, and them taking me back to their house.  I recognized the two guys from a few of my classes.  Dazriel and I had struck up a friendship in math class.  I had been asking someone else about gyms in the area, and she answered me.  She also trained at an MMA gym.  I started training at one when I turned 12.  I did it so I could protect myself from whoever was after me. It has come in handy more than a few times.  I climb out of bed and open the door.  I peek out and see no one, so I make my way downstairs.  I had just made it downstairs when I heard someone.

“Good morning dear.  Breakfast is almost ready.”  A woman says.

“Umm good morning.  Where am I?”  I asked.

“My sons brought you here last night after the apartment was broken into.”  A man says.

I look at the man and woman in front of me; they look familiar, but I am not sure why.  I feel like I have seen them before.  Their voices even sound familiar.  The woman pulls me into the kitchen and makes me sit down at the table.  I swear I have been here before, but that can't be right. 

“Can I have some coffee please?”  I asked.

“Little jewel you can have anything you want,”  Dray says.

I turn around, and there stand the twins staring at me.  Dray with his liquid gold eyes and Drake with his liquid silver eyes.  I think these boys are trying to kill my ovaries with how fucking sexy they are.  They are both wearing sweatpants.  Dray in a pair of forest green and Drake in a pair of black sweatpants.  Their eight packs are on full display.  Damn, these boys are built.  I quickly turned around, hoping they didn’t see me checking them out.

“Like what you see little gem?”  Drake whispers in my ear.

The feeling of his hot breath on my ear causes a shiver down my entire body.  I hear one of them chuckle.  Their mother tells them to stop teasing as they each take a seat beside me—Dray on my right and Drake on my left. I was doing a good job of ignoring them until I felt a hand on my thigh that was slowly moving up.  I push his hand off and try to make some room between us, but they don't have it. 

“I am sorry to be such an inconvenience to your family.  I appreciate all you did for me last night and I will leave after breakfast.”  I say.

All four of them look at me like I have kicked their puppy.  I can feel the twin’s eyes on me.  I don’t dare look at them. Their father tilts his head and lets out a sigh.

“Ty you are welcome here anytime.”  He states.

“Not to be offensive, but why are you being so nice to me?”  I asked.

I am actually starting to get scared.  Oh shit, they know what I am, and they want to keep me here.  They are going to use me!  I can feel the panic slowly start to creep up, and my vision and hearing start to fade.  I slowly start to move away from them, and once I scoot back enough, I jump out of my chair and bolt for the stairs.  I just need to get my stuff, and then I am gone.  However, I don’t make it that far before Drake picks me up and carries me back into the kitchen.

“Please let me go.  I promise I won’t cause any problems.  Please don’t lock me up.” I cry.

I am in full panic attack mode.  Fuck I haven’t had one of these in a while.  Drake sits me back in the chair beside Dray.  They are going to lock me up and use me for my powers.  They probably want their sons to breed with me so they can have powerful children.  I keep fighting to get away.  I feel one of the twins pull me into their lap.  Oh god, they are going to force their mark on me so I cannot leave.  I can hear someone telling me to focus on their voice, but it sounds so far away.  I can hear other voices, but they also sound far away.  I feel large warm hands cupping my face, and I can hear a deep voice whispering in my ear.  My vision is starting to clear, and I can see Drake’s face in front of mine.  I am terrified, but his touch is calming me for some reason.  I know why because he is my mate.  Between him and Dray, I calm down and can see his parents looking at me, concerned.  

“Ty it’s ok.  We are not here to hurt you in any way.  In fact, your mother wanted you here with us.”  Their father says.

He pulls a letter out of his pocket, and I recognize the paper.  Mom wrote a letter to her friend a few months ago.  I start to relax as Drake sits back down in his chair. 

“Your parents were friends of ours.  They actually grew up here with us.  I along with my uncle who helped your mother deliver you.  As soon as all three of us saw you and your mark we knew what you were.”  Their mother says.

“My parents grew up here, I had no idea,”  I say.

“They did, your father was my best friend while your mother and my wife were best friends.”  He adds.

“If we had a place to go, then why were we always on the run.  I mean besides the fact that they are after me.”  I comment.

“They were trying to get back here with you after going to visit relatives but someone found out about you and started hunting them.  They had to keep moving so they wouldn't find you.”  Their dad explains.

“Excuse me, but why is someone hunting my little gem?” Drake asked.

I am just about to say something when their father says that he needs to talk to them in his office.  I know exactly what they are going to talk about.  Once they leave, I head back up to their room.  I take a quick shower and pack all my stuff.  I can’t stay; it is just not fair to them.

(I don’t want to leave)-Gemma

(I don’t either, but we can’t put them in any more danger than we already have)-Me

(They can protect us)-Gemma

(I have already gotten my parents killed.  I can’t put any more people I care about in danger)-Me

(I know, but I want to stay)-Gemma

(So do I, but you know this is for the best)-Me

I hate the idea of leaving, but we already put Valanya in danger.  I can’t put the rest of them in danger.  I leave a note on the bed and silently carry my stuff down the stairs and out the front door.  I can hear their mother in the kitchen, and I make sure to be quiet so she doesn't hear me leave.  I walk down the street a little to where Reyna is waiting.  I hated to get her involved, but I needed a place to stay.  I knew they would look at Valanya’s apartment first.  Reyna has a place for me to stay.  I will still go to school, and now that the weather is getting cooler, I can pull out my hoodies to help keep me concealed.  I look back at the house as we drive away.  I quickly wipe the tears that have snuck out and are running down my cheeks.  This hurts more than I thought it would.  If any of them got hurt because of me, the guilt would eat me alive.  I look out the window and see Reyna’s house come into view.

“We have a large guest house out back that you can use.  My parents are hardly ever here since they travel for work a lot.”  Reyna says.

“Thank you so much for this.  Please don’t tell anyone where I am at.”  I tell her.

“Your secret is safe with me.”  She says.

"I am sorry that I had to involve you in my fucked up life.  I hope that you don't get in trouble with the twins." I tell her.

"Don't worry about me.  I can deal with the twins."  She replies.

I told her that the twins couldn’t know where I was for their safety.  I didn’t tell her what I am as I am still not sure who I can trust as of yet.  I step into my new house, and I have to admit it is a cute guest house.  It has everything I need.  Well, except for the twins.  I place my phone on the table.  I had been there for a few hours and got everything settled when my phone started blowing up.  I know that it has to be the twins that are texting me. 

-Little gem, where in the fuck are you?-Drake

-I am safe, and that is all you need to know-Me

-No, we need to know where you are.  We need to come to get you-Dray

-I can’t tell you that.  You are safer if you are not around me-Me

-Please tell us where you are.  We need to talk- Drake

I don't respond as I place my phone on silent and put it back down.  I wipe the tears away that I hadn’t even realized had fallen.  I know they are still texting me.  My phone starts ringing, but I don’t answer it.  I hate this, but it has to be this way.  I am too dangerous for them to be around.  I know next week at school will be difficult because they will be searching for me, but I know I have to avoid them at all costs.  I hate my life.