My Second Chance

Chapter 21: #21 Two Days Of Sleep

Sapphire's P.O.V

"Sapph?" A voice asked groggily. I leapt out from bed and landed on the floor, surprised.

My eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness around me. "Ryder?" I rubbed my eyes, yawning. "How... How long was I out?" My mate sat up, running a hand through hid messy hair. "Ryder!" I squealed in delight, tackling him causing him to lay flat on the bed with me straddling him as soon as my mind cleared from sleep. "Whoa! Friendly greetings around here now?" He chuckled, his arms wrapping themselves on my waist. I started to babble. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you feel faint? Do you- " "Okay. Slow down there. I think what you just asked were more than greetings... Although a kiss would be preferred." A smirk tugged at his lips as he sat up, hugging me closer.

"How do you want me to act?! You fucking bastard! You had me worrying for two days!" Now the excitement had drained from me, anger cane flooding. "What do you mean?" He frowned, grabbing my arms before I could hit him. "You haven't opened your damn eyes for two whole days! I know it isn't your fault.. But come on! You scared the living shit out of me!" I yelled, tears pricking at the corner of my eyes. "Oh. It.. It happened again?" He mumbled. "Yes it happened." I growled. "Fine. I'm sorry for scaring you." He muttered and hugged me tighter, making me hide my face into his chest. His scent calmed me and all I could feel now was relieve. I'm not going to deny it... I really thought that he wouldn't wake up. It scared the shit out of me.

"It's okay. But, without a Luna..." I trailed off. "No. You are not going to mate with me just because of a little thing like this." He growled. "But. You'll weaken." I protested. "So?" He shrugged. Wrong move Ryder, it just made the anger in me boil. "So? What would I do without you you fucking jerk!" I growled, anger flooding into my words.

"I want your first time to be memorable. I don't want you to do this out of pity. And I don't need pity. Let's just take things slow. Okay?" Ryder said seriously, holding my shoulders in a tight but comforting grip. I

nodded. We continued to hug in silence.

"But... The pack will weaken. Not just you." I mumbled. "Look Sapph. Between you and me, I wouldn't mind taking it slow. Cause you are anything but the best that has ever happened to me." He smiled at me reassuringly. "And I don't mind taking it fast for you too." I retorted. "You are just perfect Sapph. Seriously, perfect." He kissed my forehead but I just frowned uncertainly. "Believe me. I'll be fine. I don't want things to happen just because of rash decisions." He whispered, tracing my bottom lip. "Are... Are you sure?" I asked, looking at him with hopeful eyes. "Positive." He answered and once again crushed me to his rock hard chest.

I don't think it'll take a long time to fall for him completely, Gwen giggled. I think she already fell for him, Drew mused. No, not yet, I retorted defensively. You can't hide it Sapph, you love him and you know it, Drew shrugged. Well, you're wrong about me, I muttered. Gwen gave me a meaningful look. Because deep inside, I knew it, I have already fallen for him. I couldn't admit it because I'm leaving soon. It'll hurt me. Worse, it'll hurt him....

"Do you want breakfast?" He smiled at me, breaking me out of my thoughts. "You cook?" I raised an eyebrow at him, pushing away all my earlier thoughts. "Yeah. A little." He shrugged. Sapph, eat, please. You haven't eaten for days, Drew pleaded. Starving isn't going to help anymore. Ryder have already fallen for us, we don't need to do it anymore, Gwen agreed. What do you mean fallen for us? I frowned. Believe me, Gwen grinned. I just frowned in confusion at her.

"Sapph?" He snapped his fingers in front off me. "Huh?" I snapped out of my thoughts quickly. "You okay?" He frowned in concern. "Yeah, I'm fine. Umm... I'm not really hungry." I forced out a smile. What part of you have to eat do you not understand?! Drew yelled. We can eat now, Sapph, I trust him, Gwen agreed. Guys, I have anorexia. What if I puke my guts out when I take a spoon of food? I asked exasperated. Try, Sapph, try to eat, Drew frowned. "Why not?" Ryder whined. "Fine, just... a little." I smiled a little. "Okay, I'm cooking omelets!" Ryder said excitedly. He jumped out of bed and dragged me together with him. "Are you even suppose to get out of bed?" I asked concern.

"Yup. I'm fine and good as new. See?" He stretched, making his abs outline on the thin shirt he had on, making me want to trace them. "Go change." I muttered and grabbed some clothes and stormed into the bathroom. I heard him chuckle behind me, knowing the effect on me. Jerk.

I came out to see Ryder without his shirt on. My cheeks flamed in embarassment. "Hey there kitten." He grinned. "P... Put on your shirt." I gulped. "Why? Do I make you nervous?" He grinned, walking slowly to me, making his muscles flex. "N..No..." I stuttered. "Sure I don't." He smirked and put on his shirt. Damn it, since I found out that I've fallen for him, I get more nervous near him.

"Ryder. Is there a reason why you are so excited of cooking?" I asked, crossing my arms. "No... it's just that I haven't cooked in such a long time." He smirked. "Then, is there a reason why you haven't cooked in a long time?" I raised an eyebrow. "No..." He drawled. I was about to speak again when when he stopped me. "Enough with the question. I'm gonna go brush my teeth. Wait for me here." He said and went into the bathroom. I walked around the room, examining his stuff. I looked at a small picture on his desk. It was a mini version of Ryder and a middle aged man. He looked kinda alike Ryder...

Ryder's father..

I bit my lip as guilt weighed me down. It was my father who killed his. What would he say if he found out.

"Boo!" Someone yelled behind me. I squealed in shock. I turned around time sew Ryder grin at me. "What the hell?" I screamed at him. "I couldn't resist." He smirked. "Jerk." I muttered. He just laughed softly and dragged me out of the room behind him and towards the kitchen. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

I had a bad feeling in my gut of letting Ryder cook. There must be a reason why he hasn't cooked in a long time..... Right?