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    “Hello?” I’m surprised to hear Megan on the line instead of Darrien.


    “Ry! Are you okay? You’ve been gone a while. You aren’t off crying again or something are you? Are


    you still with Bemy?” She blurts out her questions one after the other, not giving


    me a chance to answer.


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    “Woah, woah, Megan. Calm down. I’m fine. I’m with Bemy right now. I should be asking if you’re


    okay?” I turn the question back to her. She is quiet for a moment.


    “I’m okay. Today clearly did not go how I had nned. But I’m okay. Tomorrow I’ll be a little more okay.


    I- I didn’t want to kill him Ry, but I couldn’t let him hurt Darrien.” Megan is crying now. Shoot, I didn’t


    mean to make her cry. I can hear Darrien attempting to soothe her. He takes the phone from her..


    “She’s okay, just in shock. I’m taking her home. Aaron and Shaun are seeing to Tristan.” he exins.


    “Should Ie look after her?” I ask. I can hear him repeat my question for Megan.


    “She says


    if things are going okay with her brother then she definitely does not want you toe. I’ll take care of


    her Ryann. I promise. She won’t be alone.” He adds, I know he’s sincere. No one worries about Megan


    more than Darrien does. I actually feel sort of guilty for ditching her, I probably should have picked a


    better time to talk to Bemy, but I’m pretty sure if I didn’t say it right away I’d have chickened out.


    “Okay then, if that’s what you both want.” I notice Bemy gesturing that he wants the phone. I hand it


    to him.


    “She’s okay?” His expression shows relief when Darrien answers.


    “Good, don’t leave her alone.” Another pause.


    “That’s good, thank them for their help for me. I’m going to take Ryann home.” He smiles.


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    “Yes. Alright I’ll tell her. Okay, bye.” Bemy hangs up and hands the phone back to me.


    “Darrien said to tell you I told you so.” He chuckles and I roll my eyes. Bemy offers me his


    arm.


    “Can I take you home Ryann?” I smile at him and take his arm.


    “Please take me home. I’m so tired.” He leads me to his car and pulls keys out of his pocket to


    let me into his car.


    “My bag, it’s still in Megan’s room. My key is in it.” I suddenly realise.


    “I’ll grab it, wait here.” Bemy dashes off and into his home. He returns quickly and hops into the


    driver’s seat. He hands me my bag and we head off. The adrenaline must be wearing off, because I


    find it more and more difficult to stay awake. When I’m home I let us in, Bemy trailing awkwardly


    behind me, and I kick off my heels. Bemy raises an eyebrow at the chaos that is my living area.


    “You built a fort?” he questions. I shrug.


    “I was sad.” I give as an exnation. Bemy makes a face. He steps closer to examine my


    handiwork then freezes.


    “The Incubus?” he questions, his posture is stiff again. I roll my eyes. Shifters sense of smell seems to


    cause more drama than it prevents.


    #He’s


    my friend. He helped me build the fort. Then we watched cartoons together.” I remind him. I have no


    doubt that Aaron passed on the story earlier. Bemy sighs.


    “And that’s all?” he confirms. I shrug.


    “Well he did do one other thing…” Bemy’s eyes shoot up to mine, a look of pure fear and horror on


    his expression that makes me feel bad for teasing him.


    “He told me to talk to you and to be honest even if I’m not sure what to say.” Bemy visibly


    rxes.


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    “Actually, I probably need to call Harry, I promised to keep him updated.” Bemy makes a face and I


    poke his arm.


    “Don’t be a baby. I’ll put him on speaker so you can listen if it makes you feel better.” Bemy shrugs


    but inches closer to me. I make the call. Harry picks up after only a couple of rings and I immediately


    put the phone to speaker.


    “Hi Harry, you’re on speaker. Bemy is here too.” I tell him cheerfully


    “Well that’s a good sign. Hey Alpha, did your sister pass on my message to you?” Bemy


    looks confused.


    “I’m thinking that’s a no Harry.” I tell him.


    “I asked her earlier to tell you to stand down, we were just kids when Ryann made it very clear that she


    was waiting for her fate and that no one else would do. You have nothing to worry about from me, or


    anyone else really.” I roll my eyes, but Bemy actually looks. pleased.


    “I’m d to hear it.” Bemy’s response is smu


    I groan out loud. Boys are stupid.


    “Okay, well I just wanted to call and tell you that you can stop worrying about me. We’ll have to get


    lunch in the next couple days alright?” I wrap up the phone call. I am so ready to just go to bed. Harry


    says goodbye and hangs up. I grab an armful of my nkets and pillows. from the fort and Bemy


    does the same. I hesitate when I reach the doorway to my room though. Didn’t I promise I wouldn’t just


    let Bemye and go here as he pleases? I nce back at him. He seems happy, and exhausted.


    Practically dead on his feet. Maybe I can let it slide. I dump everything on the half–stripped bed and


    beginying out the nkets. It doesn’t need to be tidy, justfy. Up until now, I thought it was pretty


    clear that I just wanted to go home and sleep, but I’m suddenly ufortable. What if Bemy is


    expecting something else? I grab my unicorn pyjamas and flee to the bathroom to change. Pyjamas


    make a clear point, right? When I emerge, Bemy is standing awkwardly by my bed. His face is red.


    “Can I sleep with you?” he blurts out. I flush red and stare at him in shock. He realises how that sounds


    and quickly backtracks.


    “That’s not what I meant. I promise! It came out wrong. I mean sleep, actual sleep. I haven’t


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    slept well in months. Not since thest time I stayed here. I can’t sleep well without you anymore.” He


    seemspletely embarrassed at the admission.


    “Megan said something about that… what do you mean?” I ask. Bemy shrugs.


    “I rx around you, more than I do with anyone else. It was only a couple days but I got used to that


    feeling. Now I can’t seem to sleep well without it. You’ve spoiled me.” He gives me a half smile, but I


    can tell it isn’t really a joke. Not sure how else to respond, I give him a nod. If all he wants is sleep, I


    can give him that.


    “I haven’t been sleeping well either.” I admit. I climb onto my bed and crawl to the far side that goes up


    against the wall. Bemy yanks his tie off and throws it on the ground, then undoes his top two buttons.


    I never opened my curtains but there’s a crack in them from when I was toozy to fix it a couple nights


    back. Bemy quickly yanks it so it blocks out the bright light. It’s hard to believe that it’s only just about


    midday. It feels muchter. I slip under the nkets and try to stay calm as Bemy slips in next to me.


    He moves quickly and settles awkwardly on the edge of the bed, like he’s worried I’m going to kick him


    off any second. He flicks off mymp. We both stay still, lying awkwardly and stiffly for a minute or two,


    then Bemy groans and I can hear him moving next to me. My heart almost leaps out of my chest


    when he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close against him. My back to his front. He


    whispers in my ear.


    “Is this okay?” Is it okay? I was fine sharing my bed with him before, but it feels kind of different now.


    He has to be able to feel my heartbeat racing, how embarrassing.


    “It’s okay right now.” I whisper back. I freeze up a little as I feel Bemy ce a light kiss in my hair, but


    as I feel him rx behind me, I eventually do the same. All my stress and frustration from thest few


    months drains out of me and I find myself drifting off into blissful sleep.