Chapter 70 - WHAT DID YOU DRAW? II

For a minute after his sister's sudden question, Clem was mute. He didn't know what to say that would get him out of the impending doom that was about to happen. He knew his sister quite well, and knew that she would throw a no small fit if she ever sees what he had drawn.

"Clem..." Claire called tentatively, now getting curious about her brother's drawing. What had he drawn now, that was making him skeptical and recluctant to display it to her.

Did he draw Maya again? She thought.

She remembered that the first time he had drawn the Blondie which was Derek's cousin, she had gone berserk; and had torn the drawing into peices, not minding the horrid and hurt look which had appeared on his face. But he had still drawn it again, this time around in her absence, and had given it to her first enemy during her birthday. She had been mad with fury, but hadn't been able to do anything.

Later, he had asked her why she hated Maya so much; but she had replied with a question of her own. She had asked him those years ago, why he loved Maya so much; and he also hadn't been able to give a reply.

"Is it Maya?" Claire finally asked, voicing her thoughts. "Are you still in love with that brute and betrayer?" She shouted, getting annoyed at the thought and at her twin's silence.

"Clem..!" She shouted.

"Yes.." Clem replied. "You should learn to mind your business Claire." He added, reclining his back against his bed's pillows .

"What!" Claire shouted again, causing Clem to shut his eyes in exasperation. What's with women and shouting? He thought, as he remembered the sometimes rocky relationship between his parents. His mother always shouted her opinions then to his father, and he wondered whether that was the only way she could get her point across. They were mates quite alright, but they fought and made up a lot. It was tiring and amusing at the same time.

"Claire..why are you shouting?" He asked, rubbing his hand tiredly on his forehead. "Mom's asleep." He added, trying to make her bring her voice down.

"Well, let she come. I would want to know what she thinks about your silly crush on that godforsaken betrayer." Claire retorted, now standing at akimbo.

"Did she do anything of such recently?" He asked, finding her hot anger strange. He knew she hated Maya quite alright, but he just felt that there was something more to this her angry display.

"Does she has to do anything more? She isn't even your mate. She doesn't even notice you anymore. So why are you so hung up on her?" Claire asked, dodging her twin's earlier question.

"I'm not hung up on her." Clem stated, rolling his eyes.

"Why did you draw her then?" Claire asked, finding the situation ridiculous.

"You concluded that yourself." Clem answered, drawing up his legs to the bed and keeping one over the other.

"What! Stop playing me!" Claire shouted, getting annoyed again over her brother's prickly nature.

"I didn't..I just…." Clem was saying, before his mother opened his door sharply.

"Mom.." He muttered, expecting another round of shouting. He knew she must have heard all that they have been saying.

"Is it true?" His mom asked, taking a seat on his bed immediately.

But he kept mute, knowing that talking would already escalate the problem further.

"Clem..I asked a question." Allison questioned further, getting irritated at the thought of her son still hung up on the girl who unleashed mayhem on their pack with her father.

But Clem still kept mute. It was better this way. He thought.

"Mom..see.. he's not talking." Claire stated, folding her arms across her chest.

"Claire, quiet." Allison said, shutting a not so happy Claire up.

"Clem, you have to kill those feelings. She is not even your mate." She continued, trying to stop herself from increasing her voice's tone.

"Okay Mom." Clem stated monotonely, tapping his fingers on his legs.

"I'm serious, Clem." Allison said, before standing up from the bed.

"I know." He replied, shutting his eyes again.

"Wait, is that why you missed classes today?" Claire asked, her eyes widening at the thought.

"You didn't attend college today?" Allison asked, befuddled by her son's actions. She remembered that earlier, he had been the one clamouring to go to college with the Alpha's son. She couldn't understand his state now. She hoped it was not because of the Maya.

"No to Claire's question. Yes to you Mom." Clem answered tiredly, already fed up with the bickering of two females. He wished all of a sudden, that his father was around. He had gone out on the morning for a meeting with the Alpha, Derek's father.

"So why did you miss classes then?" Allison asked, folding her arms across her chest.

"I don't have classes today.. so took the day off." He replied.

"I hope for your sake that it's true." Allison muttered, before walking out of the room.

"Are you not following her out?" He asked his twin, his tone coated with annoyance.

"Not yet." She replied.

"What else do you want again?" He asked, almost running out of patience.

"The party." She answered.

"What party?" He inquired, his eyebrows piquing up in query.

"You haven't heard about the party?" Claire asked, clearly suprised at her brother's lack of knowledge on the matter.

"If it's about humans that are..." He was saying, when Claire interrupted him midway.

"Derek is going. Maya too." She said, noticing the change in his demeanor at the mention of those names.

"Hmm..what party is that?" Clem asked, now interested in a party which had attracted the Alpha's son.

"I don't know really, but everyone in class was talking about it. I was invited to it by a human male." She mentioned, her lips turning up in dusgust as she remembered the conversation that had gone on between the three human guys about her. She still had it in mind to deal with them, and she needed her brother for that.

"You have to come." She added, bitting her lips.

"Okay. When is it?" He asked, already envisioning himself at the party.

"Tomorrow." She said. " And I hope you ain't coming because of Maya.." She stated, with a disgusted look at the drawing, before turning around, and walking out of the room.

Immediately his sister walked out of his room, Clem sighed tiredly, then sat up from his reclined position and took up the rolled up drawing.

Opening it tentatively, he scoffed as he stared at it.

"Maya, my foot." He muttered.