Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 27 – ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ The voice huffed, ‘You can call me Thalia.’

‘The voice in my head has a name.’ I nodded. ‘This is great.’

‘Look at it this way, we’re improving.’ The voice sounded happy.

‘Improving?’ I scoffed, ‘More like descending into madness.’

‘Hey, I’ll be along for the ride.’ The person in my head grinned, ‘It’ll be fun.’

‘Y’know, I didn’t expect the voice inside my head to be so d**n optimistic.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Get used to it, Aurora.’ The voice chided me, ‘I’m here for the long run.’

‘Great.’ I sounded unenthusiastic.

Garrett looked over at me from the corner of his eye, concern evident in his gaze.

“Feeling alright, Aurora?” He questioned, more concern flooding through his tone.

“Yup.” I popped the ‘p’ on my lips, “Just talking to the voices in my head.”

I wasn’t sure what made me say that, but I didn’t really care. This week has been one for the books. I was nearly one hundred percent positive I had the worst week in history. Assaulted, frightened, abandoned, used. And it would only get worse from here. I’d be forced to live with Garrett, thankfully only until Friday. I could handle that, I told myself. A week of avoiding school and Garrett like the plague, should be fun.

Garrett looked taken back, but a small grin formed on his face.

“And what are the voices saying?” Garrett asked, making me raise my eyebrow.

“You’re not concerned I’m hearing voices?” I scoffed. I couldn’t begin to understand this man. He appears into my life out of nowhere and tries to take on the fatherly role, only to completely throw me off. The look in his eyes was almost humorous, not that I gave a c**p about his sense of humor.

Garrett shrugged, “We all hear voices sometimes. It’s important to pay attention to what they say.”

“The voice in my head says I don’t pay attention.” I rolled my eyes, “She thinks she knows everything and refuses to be quiet. And now I sound absolutely insane.”

“I don’t think you sound insane.” Garrett shrugged, his tone relaxed.

“Like I’d trust your judgement.” I grumbled under my breath.

The first thing I needed to do once I was settled somewhere else, was find myself a d**n Therapist. And possibly some strong m********n.

Garrett dropped me off at home, reminding me to be ready come morning time.

Packing my belongings was easy, it only took an hour of my time. All of my toiletries fit into a little bag I had, and my clothes fit nicely in my small suitcase. The rest was just little bits and ends, all fitting nicely in my book bag. I almost wished it took longer to pack, to give my mind a break from having to think about anything.

Thalia absolutely refused to be quiet, insisting she had been quiet for long enough. I refused to listen to her, scrambling to find a way to put that brick wall back up. It was nearing impossible. The brick wall was in shambles, and nothing I did even began to repair it. By the time I gave up, it was late into the night and I had a horrific migraine.

‘Now, if you listened to me your head wouldn’t hurt.’ Thalia shrugged.

my head

me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen to me, you wouldn’t have a

to you?’ I snapped, ‘Your a voice in my head. How sound is your

Thalia shrugged, ‘First thing you need to do is stop avoiding Alec and

happen.’ I shook my head, ‘In

‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt you

hurt me because I was with them.’ I frowned, ‘I’m not risking it again. I was almost raped. Next time

a wild animal. ‘You didn’t have

I snapped, ‘I don’t want to k**l anyone, and I

voice was a silent whisper as my eyelids fluttered and I

door, and I waited for Melissa to come in. As strange as it sounded, I could smell her. She smelled of faded perfume and body wash. Both were strong in my nose, but

in a few minutes.” Melissa called out, not

confines of my head, and the urge to lash out at Melissa appeared out of nowhere. Something she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier than ever. Melissa

it?” I snapped, “The caring mother routine done and over

sound like my own, it sounded rougher and much more angry than I could ever manage. I felt like I was handing

washed out blue eyes narrowed at me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an air of superiority. Thalia wanted to laugh, this woman was superior to

dripping with venom. “None of this would’ve

mother who only cares when it benefits her.” Thalia growled lowly, and I watched as Melissa’s washed out eyes widened. My voice sounded hostile, more hostile than I could ever manage on my own. If looks could k**l,

her cornered. She couldn’t deny what I had said, because we both knew it was true. Melissa wasn’t a narcissist incapable of admitting fault, she was simply a s****y person who made even shittier decisions. I stood from the bed, Thalia in control of my movements. It was like stepping into the passenger seat of a car, the car being my body. Thalia approached Melissa, and she backed away in response. Thalia kept going until Melissa was standing just outside our

laugh full of repressed malice. “Have fun with your husband, Melissa. The two of you deserve

the bedroom door shut with incredible force, and I was amazed the door hadn’t been destroyed in the process. I knew Melissa was just an inch away from being hit by the door, she

to herself, ‘Not

issues?’ I raised my

have anger issues too if you were stuck with a human girl who never spoke her mind.’ Thalia snapped

my bags in my

it out the front door without seeing her once. Seemed she didn’t like her little chat with Thalia. Garrett came up the porch steps, and I

the most part. I watched out the window, noting how far we

nodded, “You can pick which one you want, they all come with

this house you

Garrett responded. “Only three bedrooms are taken, so you

another for your daughter.” I

nodded, his small smile looking strained. “The third is

nodded, and resumed my

was all I needed to know. Anything else, any form of attachment would only make it harder to leave. He had his family, and I wanted a chance to

nestled

haven’t built any other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured,

even set with a white picket fence. Maybe in another life, this could’ve been my home. A life where Garrett embraced me instead of pushing me away, a life where he had raised me himself. I noticed the house was a couple minutes out of town, but not as far as the little area Tori lived in. We walked inside the massive house, and I noticed how our footsteps echoed in the foyer. Garrett set my suitcase against the wall and piled my bags

you hungry?” Garrett turned to ask, “We have Lucy with us, she takes care of

own personal chef?” I

shape. She was dressed nice yet casual. An apron

chef.” The plump

of Lucy.”

and eyed me up and down, not once making me feel uncomfortable.

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