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aft bins in bed, we continued to lounge to bed. Rote Rue eaten torna nggling up with each of us before she would switch part. A she did this, my twine and talked whist Test night.
1 feel as if I am being overly sensitive and cynical, but I feel like most people were being shallot fast night.
“Love, you went through a troums, no one is discounting that,” Cal starts as he pulls me to him. Rone is currently curled up with Mark. “But we have to give them grace.”
“We are still trying to find out how deep this went,” Mark sighs as he plays with one of Rose’s curls. She is starting to fall asleep.
“I’m not blaming them.” I say defensively. “I just feel like, I don’t know. I kept getting told the same thing, we would have helped if we had known. Well too late. I was stuck in that hell hole for seven years. You didn’t know, so don’t comment.”
“Darling.” Mark tries.
I can hear the tiredness in his voice.
“I’m not blaming you, either of you. I’m not evening blaming the pack members. I just don’t want fake sympathy and platitudes,” I huff.
“What can we do to help?” Cal asks.
“Stop treating me like glass?” I say immediately. I then let out a harsh laugh. “I don’t know, I nearly had a panic attack last night when Vickie and the others started to get drunk.”
“We need to get you to talk with a therapist,” Mark tells me.
“If I don’t want to?” I growl back with a challenge.
“Love, you need to talk with someone about what you went through,” Cal tells me sternly.
“I’m talking with people. I’m talking to you both, to Vickie, Gretchen, and the others,” I say defensively.
“That is good that you are talking with us and them,” Mark says softly, as if I’m a wounded animal that will lash
out.
“But, a therapist will be able to help you through your trauma and what happened,” Cal finishes.
“You also said, back when you were in the hospital, you would talk with someone,” Mark points out.
“So, what. Maybe I changed my mind?” I growl.
“Ama,” Cal says my name.
“No, I don’t want to talk with someone I don’t know,” I declare with venom.
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“Ams, you need someone to talk to that can help.” Mark parshes.
“Why I demand, hot tears start to form in my eyes.
“Because, you went through a trauma. You have anger and hate bottled up. It’s not heathy and you need to talk with someone about working through it,” Cal tells me. He wraps his arms around me to try to comfort me.
“What if I don’t want to let go of the hate?” I ask, something inside of me breaks a little.
“Love, what are you afraid of?” Cal asks me as he tilts my head back so I can look at him.
“That if I let go of my anger that all I will be left with is hurt and fear,” I whisper. “What I’m so broken that you both won’t want me anymore?”
In a few seconds, Rose is smushed into me as Mark as moves himself and Rose closer. Rose blinks her eyes wearily as she looks around. Mark then places his forehead against mine. “Amalie, it doesn’t matter how broken you are. We waited for years for you. We will continue to wait years, if need be, to help put you back together again,” he whispers.
“You were made for us. You are prefect in your brokenness. We just want you to heal though and be the best that you can be,” Cal tells me.
I blink away my tears and take a deep breath. “I will go to one session with whoever Uncle Will finds, but if I don’t like them or don’t feel comfortable, I’m backing out and not going again,” I tell them my stipulation.
“Three sessions,” Cal counters.
“What?” I ask.
“Three sessions. The first session will mostly likely be you both getting to know each other. The second session will be when you start to talk about your history. The third one will be more beneficial,” Cal explains.
“Two,” I counter back. “If I don’t like them, after two sessions, I am done.”
Cal and Mark’s eyes glaze over as they talk to each other through the mind link each other.
“Do you promise to try and connect with the therapist?” Mark asks.
I want to immediately agree so that way the twins will drop it. But I can’t. I start to think about what it would
mean for Beren and I to go see a therapist.
‘You know that they only want what’s best for us,‘ she points out.
‘I know, but going would mean that we’re broken,‘ I sigh.
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‘Broken things can be made stronger once they are put back together,‘ she says smugly.
“I’ll give the therapist three sessions,-I–sigh in defeat. I close my eyes and snuggle down into the embrace of my
mates.
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“Thank you,” Cal and Maik say at the same time.
“Now, no more sad talk,” I say with conviction.
“There’s not a whole lot else we can talk about with out going into dangerous territory,” Mark laughs.
“How about when we are going to do the Luna ceremony or what we are going to do with my parents?” I ask.
My last question elicits growls from my mates. Their growls fully wake up Rose. She looks around in fear.
“Oi!” I snap at them. I then wrap my arms around Rose and pull her closer to me.
“Sorry,” they both apologize.
“We want to go confront them in the next week,” Cal growls.
“While we are talking with them, we were hoping that you would talk with Michelle. Michelle is the head omega of the pack house. A lot has fallen onto her shoulders that would normally be the duties of the Luna. We were hoping that you would talk with her about running the pack house with her, because eventually we will be moving to the pack house,” Mark quickly says as he shoots his older twin a glare.
*I will talk with Michelle, but I want to be there when you confront my parents. I have questions and I want answers,” I growl back.
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