Don't Bite

Chapter 22- Tension

She simply shook her head at me. "If you have to ask me that question, then the answer is nothing. I want nothing from you. In fact, I never want to see you again."

It felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. Was she, like, breaking up with me? Was I being dumped as a best friend? Just what I needed. First Blake, and now Carmen. I must have the best luck in the world. Note the sarcasm.

I probably should've been begging for Carmen's forgiveness, but I felt the need to be a bitch. "Well, that's going to be a little difficult, because you're stuck in my house for a while. When the alpha calls a code red, you have to obey." I stated smugly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Fine," she muttered, and began shoving clothes into her bag. I watched her curiously as she packed up every single item of hers that was in my room. Once she was done, she slung her bag over her shoulder. "I'll just stay in Kurt's room until it's over. That way I can avoid your stupid face as much as possible." She grunted out, pushing past me, she shoved me on the way out.

I turned and watched as she trudged down the stairs, my mouth hanging open. Who was she and what did she do with the Carmen I know?

No one said a word as we all ate silently. In fact, the only sound I could hear other than Kurt's loud chewing, was forks and spoons clanking against our plates.

Never taking my eyes from Carmen's beady ones, I bit into a dinner roll; she basically mimicked my actions, not looking away from glaring at me, either. I wasn't going to be the first to look away, not a chance. Even though she is the one who started this mini glaring contest when mom called everyone to dinner ten minutes ago. I hadn't seen her since she had ended our friendship a few hours ago and now, when I finally see her, she doesn't say hi, or apologize or anything. Nope, she just glares at me, like this entire fight was my fault... okay, it obviously was my own fault, but that doesn't mean that she can treat me like crap in my own house!

I had to show her that I was equally as mad at her as she was at me. Thus our little glare off.

Everyone else had realized that we were not pleased with each other's company, and no one had said a word. Dinner was so awkward, you could practically smell the tension in the air. No, actually you could smell the tension in the air. And it wasn't a pleasant smell, believe me. Especially when you were eating, It was even worst then the smell of fear.

Mom, obviously not being able to bear the awkward silence and wanting to break the tension in half, clapped her hands together excitedly, a big happy grin on her face. "Okay... who wants chocolate cake?"

I perked up at the thought, my mouth practically watering at the thought. "I do!" I exclaimed, but glared at Carmen when I realized she had said the exact same thing, at the exact same time. Chocolate cake was both of our favorite desert to eat, so that made it all the more awkward.

Her eyes narrowed at me, "Suddenly I don't want any, anymore." She grunted, in an annoyed tone.

I shrugged, allowing my eyes to narrow also. "Great, more for the family." I put extra emphasis on the word 'family', only to make Carmen feel uncomfortable because she was the only one in the room who wasn't a part of my immediate family. She blushed. I smirked. And the tension was back.

"Hurry and get a slice before Roxie eats it all. You guys know how totally insensitive she can be, after all, you guys are her family members."

Mom's face turned red, dad looked worried about us, and Kurt looked excited, knowing him he just wanted to see a cat fight, or... wolf fight?

"I'm not that insensitive about things; especially around you... we all know how you like to cry about things." I snapped back, angry at the remark she made about me being insensitive. I wasn't insensitive! I don't think I am, at least...

It was a very childish argument we were having, especially for seventeen year olds, but I didn't care. She wanted to freeze me out, two could play that game!

A soft growl escaped from Carmen's mouth, and she looked about ready to rattle me. I let out a sigh of relief after hearing my phone ring. I had left it up stairs in my room, and thanks to my incredible hearing skills, I'd heard it ringing from upstairs. I raced up the steps without excusing myself from the table, and rushed in my room, hurrying to answer the phone before whoever it was hung up. I didn't look at the caller ID first. I should've.

"Hello?" I answered the phone, without a clue of who it was.

Then he spoke, in that sexy voice of his. "Roxie, I-," I didn't listen to the rest as I ripped the phone from my ear, clicking the end button with too much force. I was suprised I didn't crush the poor phone.

Hearing Blake's voice was like having my heart broken all over again. My wolf let out a depressing whining sound, making my mood sink even further down and my temperature rise more.

Why did he call me? What could he possible want from me, now? I'd made it very clear that I never wanted to see him again. The minute after he gotten off of the phone with Mina, he noticed me in the room and his eyes grew extremely wide. He hopped up and tried saying something to me, but I wasn't listening. I rushed out of the room as fast as I could; I needed to get away from him. He loves her. He loves someone other than me. And he lied, she's obviously still his girlfriend. What happened to Mina being 'history'?

I know he was angry with me for being so rude at that restaurant, but this was no way to go about things. I couldn't face him, not after that. I knew it would destroy me, to hear him end things and tell me directly that he loved another girl. He should love me. Me and only me, I'm his mate!

I haven't spoken to him since the fight at that restaurant. Blake rode back here with Darren (Rebecca called and begged Nelson to talk to my uncle about letting him join the pack, and after his anger died down with her for lying about where we were going, he agreed. Oddly enough, Uncle Scott accepted him into the pack) and I rode here with Rebecca.

My eyes welled with tears as I plopped back on the bed, thinking about the possibilities of what Blake could've wanted. Maybe to rub it in my face? Tell me how happy he was with Mina, his vampire girlfriend?

I don't know, but I do know one thing. I wish I could talk to my best friend about it (Ex best friend?) but I can't. Because she hates me.

And I was only making things much worse.

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