Why would I run away and leave him in my house? I love the thought of him wanting to be seen in public with me, but does he have to say it like that? It hurt that he would think I would run again. He caught me the first time so what in his right mind would make me think he can’t catch me this time? Especially in his pack’s territory. My hurt leads to me being angry. Angry with him and angry with myself. “What makes you think I’m dumb enough to run a second time?! Do I really look that stupid?! Obviously so. Why don’t you just go back to your pack and leave me alone?! I don’t want you around, and I don’t want to be bonded to you! You’re the worst bond ever!” He looks just as hurt as I feel. He needs to realize I survived without him once before and I can do it again. He looks angry with me. He turns around and walks out the front door. I don’t run after him. I just grab my keys and go to get supper and groceries. Even though I am mad at him I’m not gonna stop eating. The walk to the 4x4 I can feel someone watching me. I shake off the feeling and leave. The trip to my favorite restaurant takes 20 minutes. I order 2 of my usual’s of; a shrimp poboy, large fry, and the biggest homemade bloody Mary’s in case if Zander decides to show back up. I decide I will skip the grocery store, until tomorrow. That way I know how long I’ll be home this time. So, I can buy groceries accordingly. The whole trip I feel like someone is watching me. It is actually creeping me out. When I arrive back at my house Zander walks out of the woods, naked. He is dirty and looks tired. “Hungry?” He just nods and walks in the house. He goes to the bathroom with a pair of black shorts that has a white stripe down the sides, while I walk into the kitchen to get the food out. 10 minutes later Zander walks into the kitchen wearing only the shorts. His hair is wet. He doesn’t say anything to me. He just grabs his food and bloody Mary, and walks to my bedroom before shutting the door. It is about 1800 after I finish eating and getting everything thrown away. Zander still hasn’t left my room. I decide it is well past time for me to bathe. I walk to the door that leads into my room. I try the doorknob and discover it is locked. I knock thinking he might have went to sleep. “I need to get some clothes to shower Zander.” He doesn’t reply. He walks to the door and opens it. As I walk in and the smell of his arousal hits me. I don’t ask, because I don’t want to know what he was doing in here. It is none of my business. I grab my clothes and go to leave but stop just inside the door. “What’s wrong?” He looks like he doesn’t want to talk to me, less long me talking to him. “Nothing. I’m giving you what you want.” I don’t say anything. He is obviously hurting as much as I am. I walk out and leave him alone. I go into the bathroom, which happens to be attached to my room. I take a deep breath and end up aroused. The smell of his arousal is driving me nuts. After locking the door I walk to the tub and turn the water as hot as I can stand it. I get undressed, climb in the tub, and let it finish filling up. I turn off the water and turn on the jets. It is very relaxing. So relaxing in fact that I fall asleep. I don’t know how long I was sleeping, but when I get out the tub I am as wrinkled as a raisin. I get dressed and walk into the bedroom. It is quiet and Zander appears to be sleeping. I walk as quiet as possible on wood floors, as to not wake him. After walking out the bedroom, I go to the closet in the living room. I grab a blanket and a pillow. I look at the couch for a moment before putting the pillow on the right armrest. I climb on the couch and cover up. Sleep is not finding me. I toss and turn on the couch, feeling like something is missing. I close my eyes and after a few hours’ sleep ends up finding me. When I wake up the next morning and feel worse than I did before I fell asleep.