Communication

Meanwhile

~Meira

"What?!" I asked as Tessa glanced in my direction for fifth time.

"Nothing." She mumbled as she continued fiddling with her phone.

We were hanging out in the lounge of the penthouse of the boy's dormitory building.

Tessa had the same worried look on her face for a while now but when I asked her what was wrong she wouldn't answer.

After a while, she stood up and pulled Blake, my mate aside. They talked for a minute before she came to sit down again.

Tessa opened her mouth to talk but got distracted as the door opened and Damien waltzed in.

"Hi." He muttered before walking into his room without waiting for a response.

"He doesn't like us." I said.

"You don't know that. Jax said that's how he usually is." Tessa countered.

"Don't let him get to you." Josh said. "He's a mood most times. I'll talk to him for you."

"Thanks, Josh." I smiled and he left.

Tessa turned to me again and said

"We need to talk."

"About what?"

"Our fight with Kasha."

"What about it?" I rolled my eyes. Here we go again.

"Don't you think we could have gone about it another way."

"Another way? Do you remember the way she spoke to you? You've been the nicest to her out of three of us and she spoke to you like you were trash." I huffed.

"Let's put that aside. I just spoke with Blake and he told me that he and Kasha aren't friends anymore. He said it was a long story that he wasn't going to bore me with but to sum it up in a nutshell, she ended their friendship for some dumb reason." Tessa explained.

"So?" I asked.

"So? Meira, you can't chase off every single female friend that Blake makes."

"I'm not going to chase off his female friends. I just don't feel comfortable with him hanging out with Kasha."

"So you're telling me that if Blake has another female vampire friend, you won't get jealous."

I would.

Taking my silence as a yes, Tessa continued

"Things ended quietly this time because Kasha took the fall and didn't tell Blake anything. If it was another vampire, she would have told Blake everything and Blake would think you're controlling. She would then tell other vampires and you would be known as the psycho, jealous mate."

"Then what am I supposed to do?" I asked confused.

"Talk to him. If there's one thing I've learnt it's that communication helps. If you had told Blake that day that you had a surprise planned for lunch, he would have stayed. He wouldn't have gone anywhere. You don't get to choose who Blake becomes friends with the same way Blake doesn't get to choose your own friends."

I nodded silently. Tessa was right. Now I had to go tell Blake how much of a terrible mate I had been. What if he hates me for doing that? What if he gets angry at me?

"Please go talk to him before you fill your own head with bad thoughts." Tessa smiled pointing in the direction of his room.

"Absolutely not." I said. Tessa and I hung out in the penthouse a lot but it was usually just the lounge and the game room. I had never been in Blake's room before.

"Not tonight."

"Stop being a scaredy-cat. He's not going to bite you. I mean, I guess he might." Tessa said winking at me.

"It's almost midnight. I'm not going to knock on his door in the middle of the night. What if I send the wrong message?"

"Don't worry, Meimei. I'm sure he'll be happy with any message you send." Tessa said, smiling devilishly as she pulled me to my feet.

"You better not leave me here." I protested as I followed her grudgingly.

"I won't. You worry too much." She said as she pushed towards the door slowly.

My feet felt like stone as I took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in, Meira." Blake responded.

I opened the door and stepped inside. His room was large, larger than our whole suite. It was pitch black when I entered, the only light in the room was coming from Blake's phone which he was using on his bed.

"How did you know it was me?" I asked as I made my way to his bed. Vampires could see well in the dark.

"The savages I live with don't knock." He replied.

"Oh." I said.

"Sit." He said, motioning to his large, king-size bed. I sat at the edge of the bed and he stretched out an arm and pulled me over to the middle, closer to him.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Tessa told me that you and Kasha had a falling out."

"Yeah. It just happened I guess." He said, dismissively.

"Did she say anything?"

"Oh, she said a lot. The main point was that I wasn't worth the trouble and she didn't want to be friends anymore."

"Oh." I said again. "So, um, Blake, I-I have something to say."

He looked at me as if to say go on.

"Remember the morning when you found out that I had been deleting Kasha's messages from your phone. I had planned a little surprise for lunch as sort of an apology but then you texted me saying you were going to meet Kasha for lunch. So when Kasha got back to the suite in the evening, we sort of had an argument. I accused her of trying to come between both of us and trying to ruin our relationship. She called me pathetic and left. Tessa told me just now that you guys aren't friends anymore so I realised that she must've broken up your friendship because of me. I'm sorry."

Blake was quiet for a while and I couldn't see his face in the dark so I grew anxious.

"Why didn't you tell me that you had plans for us for lunch that day?"

"I just couldn't say it. We had been hanging out all week and if I were to make you cancel your plans with a friend, I was worried you might think I'm clingy. I also just didn't want you to hang out with Kasha. But I know now that I can't control who you want to be friends with and instead I should try to accept your friends the same way that you accepted my friends." I said, meekly.

"Babe." He said as he pulled me onto his lap. "First of all, you're my mate. You're the only allowed to act clingy towards me. You come first before anyone else. So if you want to be somewhere or do something just let me know. I'll drop everything for you. Kasha is just a friend and if I were to choose between you and her, I would choose you in a heartbeat. So don't be threatened by anyone else, I am yours and yours alone." He ended as he kissed my forehead.

"I also gave it some thought and it's not like I don't like Kasha, it's just the Kasha you kept talking about was different from the Kasha I knew. You said she was sweet and funny and nice but the Kasha I know can't bear to be in the same room with me for even a second. She's always ignoring me and whenever we invite her out for lunch she just makes up some dumb excuse."

"She's avoiding you guys." Blake said.

"Why would she do that? We haven't done anything to her. We've been nice in fact. Ok, I might not have been nice but Tessa definitely has been. So why in the world would she avoid us?" I wondered.

"I don't know. But you who might know? Kasha. If it bothers you guys that she is avoiding you so much, why don't you just ask her why she's doing it? That way you could get to the bottom of the matter instead of jumping to conclusions."

Blake was right.

"Yeah but how are we going to find her? No one as laid eyes on her since the night of the fight."

"She'll turn up eventually." Blake shrugged.

"So you're really not mad?" I asked him again.

"I'm not. I promise." He said as he pulled us both into a sleeping position on the bed.

"W-What are you doing?"

"Relax." He chuckled as he pulled the blanket over me. "Go to sleep. It's late."

"I can go to sleep on my bed."

"I won't do anything to you so just go to sleep."

I opened my mouth to argue but I closed it again and decided to listen to him. His bed was so comfortable it felt like it was made of literal clouds. Soon, I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face.

When I woke up the next morning, Blake was still asleep. I couldn't see him last night because of the darkness but he was really gorgeous when he was asleep. As I stared at his face, my eyes slowly drifted to his neck. I was long line of Pureblood vampires however Blake was descended from the purest of Purebloods. Just how sweet would his blood taste. I wondered. I could feel my fangs growing long at just the thought of it.

"Are you hungry?" Blake said, snapping out my trance.

"No, no, I'm not."

"You can drink my blood. I don't mind." He said and my eyes wandered back to his neck. For vampires, the sweetest blood you would ever taste was your mate's.

"Just a little then." I said as I moved towards him. My fangs scraped the skin of his neck before piercing through as the sweet taste of his blood filled my mouth. It tasted heavenly, almost addictive even. I couldn't stop myself from moaning as kept on drinking. After a while, I let go of his neck and watched as the puncture wounds closed.

"Better." Blake asked, grinning.

"Much better." I smiled.