I'm suicidal with no Mate

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I woke from my dreamless sleep, the chill air of dawn sending shivers down my spine. I stood up and stared at the clock, it was an ungodly time of the morning. Five in the morning isn't the brightest time of day, and I had to make breakfast in twenty minutes. I'm not the only one, there's many, but, my situation is a bit complicated.
I hopped into the cold shower, washing my hair and all that jazz. I picked out black leggings with a large sweater on top, my newest pair of shoes, which were gray converse that I bought a month ago. I put my long strawberry blonde hair in a messy braid, not wanting it to get tangled through out the day.
I tip toed down the stairs, careful not to wake any members of the pack. In the kitchen were the others. We were all Gammas. If you're thinking that the Omegas are the ones who make breakfast, clean the house, wash the clothes, you're wrong. All they do is sit on their asses all day. Omegas are higher ranked than normal pack members, but lower ranked than a warrior or doctor. Gammas are the ones who clean and all that exhausting shit.
I cooked and cleaned until everything was done, that's when we're allowed to leave. I walked out the door and ran to school, we always had to do this, if not, they would catch up and bet the crap out of us.
Our school wasn't really stereotypical with all the cliques and stuff. I mean, yeah, there are some people more popular than the rest, most definitely my brother, but they're not completely terrible? Okay, they're horrible people who beat the crap out of Gammas for shits and giggles.
I walked over to the bench where me and Cooper meet in the morning. Cooper was human and didn't know a out werewolves, he knew that I had a bad home life, but he didn't know my parents were dead. He didn't know anything really. And I felt bad because here I am, sitting next to him, practically a stranger. I knew almost everything about, whereas he knows close to nothing about me.
"Nor, you seem distant, what's wrong?" Cooper asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Oh nothing, just thinking is all," I murmured.
"Okay, I have to tell you something." He said, sounding a little glum. "Hmmmm," I hummed. "I'm moving, my grandmother Erika is sick, so we're moving to New Mexico for a while." He explained. "Oh," I said shocked by his news. "I hope you r grandmother will be alright." I whispered shakily. He looked at me with sad eyes, I gave him a small smile and nodded. "Today's my last day, say want to ditch school and walk around town?" I nodded, hoping to have fun with him for the last day I have him here until he returns, if I'm still alive that is. I'm about to cry, and I haven't cried since I was twelve. That's when I never went a day without crying.
We walked away from school, heading in the direction of his car. Cooper's family is loaded, so he had a nice ride. I sat in the passenger seat, ready for fun...

Only to go home and cry about in a few hours.