When Stepping into a New Role Goes Wrong
Annie
I paced back and forth of the gate, waiting for Gerry to arrive for his first bi-daily check in. I can feel Logan hovering in our link anxiously. It had been five days since this whole thing started, and he had been by my side each and every time that I came to the gate to meet Gerry. The evening that Gerry first showed up, Logan and I spent a few hours apart to gather our individual thoughts about the entire situation. We both made a list of everything we wanted to say to each other before coming back together.
Logan had been so upset at me for my immediate forgiveness of Gerry while I had been irritated that he didn’t even try to understand why I needed to. After a while, I had angrily burst into tears, shaking so bad that I had gotten dizzy with my tremors. He had scooped me up and taken me to bed where he held me tightly before apologizing profusely that he had upset me. Once I had calmed down, I asked him to try for me. I literally begged him to trust me. The Gerry that had come to apologize was not the same Gerry that purposely hurt me.
When he finally committed to trying, it made me so happy. I had thrown my arms around his neck in happiness. I had whispered in his ear that I was working on a surprise for him and I was so excited. When I refused to tell him what it was upon his request, he had spent hours touching me without thrusting into me until I was out of my mind with the need for his cock to be deep inside of me. I had eventually screamed out that I was planning a wedding ceremony for us, and he had gone a little crazy. We had made love repeatedly that night for the simple fact that I, planning to become his wife, had reassured him that I wanted him, and not Gerry.
And so everyday after that, he had waited with me at the gate to speak to Gerry. I wanted him to be allowed on sleuth grounds so I could enjoy having my favorite brother back, but this wasn’t just about me. This was Logan’s and Giselda’s home, not Gerry’s, and I was determined to make sure they were both okay with his presence. Until they were, I was content to just know that Gerry was trying. Since our conversation, I hadn’t pressured Logan to be around Gerry. I knew he was anxious every time that Gerry came, but he didn’t have to. He was my choice. My only choice.
I was anxious to get this meeting over with so I could go visit Giselda. It was killing Logan that Giselda had stayed away from us since Gerry’s reappearance, and I hated it. He deserved better than to be shunned from the one person that had always been there for him because of me. I might not approve of her relationship with Milton, but I loved her as family. I only wanted to see her be happy and I had thought Gerry, being her fated mate, was the only one that could make her feel that way, but I was not ashamed to admit that I had been so wrong.
Seeing her with Milton that day had made me realize that maybe he was the one that could erase all of the heartbreak that Gerry caused her. She deserved it and I was determined to show her just how much I valued her as not only our beta, but our sister too, because that was what she was. My best friend, my chosen sister, and my confidant all rolled into one. She had never let me down, and I needed to stop letting her down. I stopped pacing when I saw Gerry coming down the road. As per Logan’s orders, all the guards at the gate (along with the extras guards who had been scheduled, probably due to Logan having meetings this morning) immediately flanked me as I approached Gerry who was waiting impatiently for me.
“I’m sorry, Gerry, but she still doesn’t want to see you,” I told him softly.
He sighed as he stuck his hands in his pockets. “Do you think she will forgive me?”
“I don’t know, Gerry. You really hurt her,” I answered honestly.
Regret crossed his face and I had to fight the urge to reach out to touch him. Growing up whenever either of us were sad, we would held hands to anchor the other person, but after everything that happened between us, I was not willing to give him hope that we would ever be together in that way again.
“Will you talk to her for me, Bannanie? I just need her to understand how much I love her and how sorry I am,” he requested sadly.
“I will try, but I won’t pressure her,” I told him.
He gave me a nod before turning away. I watched him walk away until he was out of sight. Once he was too far for me to see, I spun around to go to Giselda’s house. I knocked before stepping back to wait for the door to be opened. As soon as Milton saw me, he stepped to the side, tilting his head down a hallway, just like he had done for the past five days.
“Are you coming in today or just checking?” He inquired softly.
I started twisting my hands together anxiously as I hesitated for a moment before walking past him. After guiding me to the bedroom, he walked off leaving me alone with Giselda, who eyed me wearily from the bed where she lay curled up on her side.
“I’m not going to change my mind, so if that’s what you’re here for, you can just go,” she said.
I hurried across the room to take her hand. “No, Giselda, I wanted to apologize. I should have never pressured you. If you want to be with Milton, I support you. Logan supports you. Please, let us be there for you. I know how hard this is for you. We love you.”
She ran her eyes over my face. “And you’re not going to pressure me anymore?”
“No, I swear.”
She sighed as she sat up to hug me. “Alright, Annie. I forgive you. I’m not going to lie, I have been miserable without you and Logan. I really have missed you.”
“We missed you too,” I murmured softly as a weird energy began to pulse thickly in my veins.
Marsha and I could feel her heartbreak and all we wanted to do was erase it for her. As I continued to hold her, Marsha began to push peace and acceptance through our link to her. She slowly began to relax as did both Marsha and I. We were happy that whatever we were doing seemed to be helping her. After a long time of feeding her pleasant emotions, she was finally calm enough to pull back. I returned her smile as I got up.
“Why don’t you get showered and come to the office? I know Logan would love to see you,” I said.
“Yeah. I’ll do that. I’ll see you in a little bit.”
I gave her a small wave before turning around to leave. As I reached for the door, a dizzy spell hit me, making me miss the wall I tried to grab to steady myself as I pitched forward toward. I hit the floor hard while my vision continued to spin out of control.
“ANNIE! MILTON! MILTON! HELP!”
Giselda’s cries of panic barely registered in my mind as the darkness took me over.
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