Chapter three

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Picture on the side is Cassie's father👆

Cassie's POV
"It was my dad." I said my voice barely more than a whisper.

He let out a roar of rage and his eyes turned darker than the last time. If that's possible.

"What?!" Sam growled angrily.

"Please don't get mad, if he finds out about this, he will kill me, please don't do anything." I pleaded him. Oh my god I think I'm going to shit my pants.

I touched his arm and his eyes became their normal color. I hugged him. Okay. This is working.

"Well no shit. It worked last time." Anika growls sarcastically.

"Thank you" I said, feeling a surge of gratitude towards my mate.

"For what?" He asks, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

"For not rejecting me. All my life, I thought, when I found my mate he would reject me. But you didn't. Thank you." I say, tears coming to my eyes. I blink them back.

"You're way too beautiful to be rejected." Sam said.

A deep red blush overcomes my cheeks. That's when I notice the bell rang. Holy shit. I missed 18 minutes of sixth period.

"Fuck. Fuck! Damn it." I mutter.

"What?" Sam asked, concerned.

"I missed some of my sixth period, and they're gonna call my dad. If he finds out, he's gonna kill me." I said. My life sucks.

"No they won't call your dad, I'll make sure they don't." Sam said.

"Thank you so much." I say and we rush to class.

"Ms.Woods and Mr.Steel, why are you both late?" My history teacher asks us as we burst through the door.

"Well we just found out we were mates so we were talking." Sam explained. My cheeks turn crimson. Did he really have to say that?

"Next time you guys cannot be late. This time I'm letting you off with a warning. Have a seat." She says.

"Yes Ms. Claire." Sam said.

"Thank you so much!" I told her. She smiles.

We sat down and I payed attention for the rest of the day. So much work So exhausting. Well, at least it's over.

"Do you want me to drive you home?" Sam offered. No. That cannot happen. I feel pale at the thought.

"No thank you, I'll walk. I'll be fine." I reply.

"Okay. See you tomorrow babe." Sam said.

I blushed at the word babe.

"See you".

I got home and my dad was in the kitchen. Oh no. Please no.

"Why do I smell another boy on you?! Hi cologne is all over you!" My dad angrily screams.

I said nothing, but I winced because of the anger in his voice. Don't talk back. Døńt you dare talk back. Anika started growling.

"Don't tell me it was your mate. He rejected you, right? No one likes a piece of shit like you." My dad growls. I felt the familiar prick of tears in my eyes.

'Tell him Sam accepted you before I take control and snap in his face. If you don't believe me watch me do it. ' Anika said.

"Dad my mate accepted me." I say as quiet as I can.

"What?!" My dad roared.

"Did you tell him anything? If you told him anything, I swear to god I will kill you!" He yells and I panic as he walks over to me.

I burst into tears.

"I swear dad, I swear I didn't tell him anything." I lied through my tears.

Then it all happened so fast. He punched me hard and I heard a crack. My jaw. He broke my jaw. Oh my god this hurts. A searing pain shoots up the side of my face.

"Well the guy that accepted you was stupid, because you are no more than a weak, pathetic, fat, ugly piece of shit." My dad screamed and started kicked my ribs.

I screamed and cried until he stopped. Then he took off his belt, flipped me onto my stomach and started whipping me with his belt.

I was crying so much. The pain was unbearable. I think I had broken ribs along with a broken jaw and a stinging back

"Please, please stop, please!" I sobbed.

Finally he stopped and went to his room. I ran inside the bathroom and cried until I was sore.

I took a cold shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I took out my dads shaving razor and started cutting my wrists. My beauty. My escape.

"I am useless, I am pathetic, I am weak" I mumbled as I cut my wrists over the sink.

I made at least 15 cuts on each wrist then stopped. I washed my wrists until they stopped bleeding. Then I changed into my pj's and went to my room.

'Why was I even born' I thought.

'Anika are you okay?'

'Yes I am fine but are you okay? And. don't ever cut yourself again.' She says in a stern voice

I ignore her last comment.

'Yeah I'm fine. '

'No you aren't crack your jaw into place. Your ribs will heal overnight. I'll make sure of it.'

I had forgotten about my jaw. As I cracked it into place, I winced. Oh god that hurt.

'Okay now go to sleep Cassie you are tired.'

'Okay. goodnight and thanks Anika.'

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