I open my mouth to answer her and realize I can’t. The guys trusted me with these secrets and even if I trust Anna explicitly, it’s not my secret to tell. And who knows, it’s possible telling her would put her in danger and I won’t risk that.
I shift gears, sharing what I can even though it’ll sound a lot more stupid without the life changing details.
“It’s Jeremy,” I start, “he, he doesn’t want me.” I feel a tear run down my cheek.
Anna is less murderous but still worked up.
“Okay, and I thought you didn’t like him either, did something change?”
Yes! Everything changed but how do I explain that without really explaining? I’m at a loss but Anna takes it in stride anyways.
“Okay, so clearly you like him and for some reason things came to a head with you two. I know you’re not telling me everything and that’s okay. If he doesn’t want you Aly, then he’s an idiot. You’re the most incredible girl I know and he’s lucky you give him the time of day.”
I sniffle back some of the tears that have leaked out and give her a small smile.
“Thanks Anna, can we snuggle on the couch and watch some trashy TV while we eat ice cream?”
“Of course, you sit down and I’ll get the ice cream.”
I plop down on the couch and Bailey hops right into my lap. He is really in tune with my emotions right now and clearly wants to make me feel better. I soak in his love and snuggle him back and it really does help.
All of the sudden, it feels like I can’t breathe, a tightness forms in my chest but when I take a breath I can feel air fill my lungs. What’s going on?
When it finally goes away I feel a strong sense of relief that doesn’t belong to me before everything is cut off and I feel normal again.
Maybe I’m losing my mind with everything I’ve been through today.
Anna and I settle in on the couch and snuggle up before putting on a random show. I feel better just having her support, even if I can’t tell her everything that’s going on.
I know she has my back, even without the information, she’s my ride or die and I’m so grateful for that.
There’s a knock at the door and Anna and I turn towards each other.
“Are you expecting someone?” I ask.
“No… are you?” She responds.
I shake my head no and I get a burst on nervous anticipation that doesn’t feel like it belongs to me.
Anna gets up to answer the door but half closes it, blocking the view to inside when she sees who it is.
“Jeremy,” she turns around to face me, with her eyes raised in question.
I shake my head no and she takes the hint.
“She’s not here so,” she starts to close the door but he must stop the motion because it halts to a stop.
“Hey Anna, I know she’s here and I need to talk to her, can you let me in, please? It’s important,” he says loud enough I can hear.
Anna looks back at me, again, in question, clearly showing Jeremy I’m here but that the choice is mine. I shake my head no and she turns back to him.
“Nope, try again later, bye now,” she says and tries to close the door again.
I feel a burst of frustration that doesn’t match how I’m feeling. Why are my emotions all over the place?
“Okay, okay fine. Aly, when you’re ready to talk, please let me know. We have a lot we need to discuss,” he shouts from the door way, making it clear he’s talking about the mate bond.
He finally leaves and I feel a tug in my chest the further he gets. A sensation the bond is causing me? I wonder what else the mate bond has in store for me.
