Camilla's POV
Alphas Hated Mate.
Camilla's POV
Forgiveness.
I've never had trouble with forgiving people, maybe because I crave it for my past actions. I don't regret most of them and I can justify each and every one but I feel I should seek forgiveness for them so I take whatever pain is handed to me as atonement.
When I went back home, my mother had the reaction I presumed she would give. "My little mermaid, what happened to your hair?" She asked with an unhappy face. I simply shrugged and she nodded, giving me a simple smile.
I assured her I would grow my hair long once again and only she would cut it. That earned me a smile from her, as well as the fact that I donated the hair that I had cut months ago.
None of my parents were shocked I was with Adrian, except my mom who faked a gasp and said, "Nice, a princess deserves no less." I smiled at her statement, Dad was happy but asked that I make him a promise. I didn't think twice before promising him as I swore on my life, it won't be a hard promise to keep. My dad does everything for my sake, all things are for the betterment of my being and my future. Mirabelle and Mom hit it off pretty good, every time mom was with the baby, she took Mirabelle with her. I was both happy and a bit envious of them.
Tiana was the highlight of my week there, but when she saw me, her first question was why didn't I kill Adrian when I caught him with Angel, because he doesn't look hard to kill. I couldn't argue with her murder logic but I wasn't going to kill Adrian, I wasn't a murderer...well at least not killing people.
I spent a lot of time with Tee, Mirabelle didn't feel left out when I was with Tee because she didn't notice I was gone, she was too caught up in seeing Dark Moon.
Mirabelle and I have both agreed we like Dark Moon the best, it's better than Midnight Saints in comparison but in theory, they are of equal stature.
Tee wants to study surgery, I haven't told Mom yet but she has inspired my career, I will be venturing into the same field as she did. I miss Tee already but this distance is the absolute best for our situation, considering we tend to be sinful when we are around each other. Our therapist hasn't been able to tend to us because she's waiting to have a baby come out of her any minute now.
The baby is a little late since her and Arielle weren't that far apart in their pregnancies and Jacques Liam is almost two months old which means, Tamina's little girl will be here any day now.
I hate to admit it but I was happy to be back, I would have come back earlier but I didn't have an excuse and Mirabelle was acting like Dark Moon was her long lost love. I had to play the Rachael card, even though Rachael was visiting the Universities she would like to go to, Kristina was accompanying her but using her as an excuse worked. I came back, but stayed in my room to avoid talking to Adrian like he wasn't the reason I came back.
For days he has been sending me cards and candies, the cards I stored away without reading because I knew I would fold but the candy? Mmm, I think I developed Mirabelle's sweet tooth.
Mirabelle and Molly talked me into talking to him, the main point of their argument was that I was more desperate than him and they were right, I was. I had trouble sleeping for so long because I missed him. If I wanted a good night's sleep, I had to exhaust myself all day.
It wasn't hard at Dark Moon because I was running after kids almost all day and when I wasn't, I was running after Tee and her friends whom I was getting accustomed to. Seeing Adrian made me uneasy, he looked way too good. The man has no business being this hot, I forgot my argument. I had played that conversation out in my head so many times, but in front of him it was all lost to me. I tried my best to bring in better debate but I lost before he opened his mouth.
I had forgiven him before he even asked for my forgiveness because I always do, I make up excuses for him and he comes out as the demonic saint I see him as. I walked out on him two days ago but I've stopped avoiding him. When he speaks I respond with the shortest answer but nonetheless I respond to him. We have meals together and have screen time together but I don't sleep in the same room as he does, I want to but I feel it's too soon.
Arielle told me to make him work for it, the forgiveness, intimacy, all of it. Adrian must struggle a little before I hand it to him on a silver platter, which I have already done but he doesn't know it yet.
I'm getting ready in my room when someone bangs on the door. I know it's not Adrian because the delightful fragrance of strawberries gives away who it is. I kick my feet off the bed and slip into my flip flops, whoever is at the door knocking once again and they have used way too much perfume. When I reach the door, I twist it and open the door, a knock lands on my face. “Ouch.” I wail, bringing my hand to my face I rub my forehead.
Mirabelle begins to giggle, “Sorry.” She says through her laughter.
Really? She knocked my forehead and laughed, I scowled at her and she halts, with much difficulty. “Someone is here to see you.” I wasn't expecting anyone today, so this is a shock to me. I stare at Mirabelle blankly as she grins like a Cheshire cat.
“Clifford is here to see you.”
My lips stretch into a grin, less wider than Mirabelle's. “Why are you happy about my situation-ship being here?”
Mirabelle giggles, “He brought you flowers and candy from that expensive candy shop, I'm excited for the candy and also about how Santiago is staring at him.”
Cliff shouldn't be here, he could have called me if he wanted to see me but he came here? I wasn't serious when I told him he could visit me here. I quickly run to the back and grab my phone. Mirabelle is too excited as she drags me downstairs, of course it's her excitement for a sugar rush.
She drags me to the living room, the moment I permeate the room, I see Clifford standing with a bouquet of flowers and a decorative gift basket in his other hand. Molly and Rachael are with him, “Hey Cliffy.” I grin, as I walk closer to him with a grin on my face. He returns my smile and I reach my arms out for a hug, Molly squeaks from where she stands. “You look happy.” I mumble, severing our hug.
“Why wouldn't I be? I'm standing in a room with lovely girls.”
Lovely. See another boy would have said beautiful but of course it's Clifford, he knows how to compliment a woman without making it seem her beauty is all she has to live for. I let out a little sigh as Clifford stretched his arms to offer me the gifts he came bearing. “I got you flowers and confections as you call it.”
I take the candy first and place it next to Mirabelle on the sofa before taking the flowers, white roses. “Thank you Cliffy.” I smile down at the roses and sniff them, the scent isn't nice but that's how all roses smell. I look up to Clifford with a smile, “I love them, thank you.”
He returned my smile, “Beautiful girl, beautiful flowers, seems like it would be a shame if you two were separated.”
I nod, “It would be, can I get you anything?”
He shakes his head and I roll my eyes, making him chuckle, “Water would be great.”
“That's more like it, come on.” I say holding out my hand for him to take, and take it he does. I see Santiago walk through the door as I lead Clifford away from the living room.
I take him to the kitchen I'm certain will have less people in it and it does, I set my flowers and phone on the kitchen counter. Clifford stands by the counter as I go to the fridge, I can feel him watching me with a confused expression. I too get confused as to why he is interested in me, I am the last person I would ever fall for, not that Clifford has fallen for me.
Fuck, what am I thinking of?
I grab a cold water bottle from the refrigerator and go round the counter to meet Clifford where he stands. I hand him the water and watch as he takes a sip, then another, all while thinking why he's here. I did say he can come but it hasn't been three days since we last saw each other.
He knows about Adrian, the whole world does but he won't make a fuss because he too has a mate and our thing is purely fun, it's a friends with sort of benefits situation but that doesn't explain why he came so far when he could have called.
“Go on, ask me. What's going on in that brilliant mind of yours?” He asks, I look at him and snort. Clifford is a fucking know it all.
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