Emma's POV
Emmett had just went to the men's restroom and I was here in the middle of this crazy packed club, all by myself. I sat myself down on one of the glossy white swivell chairs at the island bar as drunken souls were dancing into the night.
A few minutes past and I was dying from boredome. So I scanned through the jam packed crowd, searching for Emmet but He wasn't to be seen. I started wandering off into the crowd on my hunt for Emmett. Suddenly, a large hand grasped mine and I was on full alert.
"What the fudge. Excuse me." I Exclaimed trying to get out of their grip.
"Excuse me?!" I repeated. I couldn't recognise who this person was but they were gonna fucking get it!
The person was dragging me and I couldn't stop. My feet urged me to try but they were too weak.
We were at the secluded parts of the bar and Panic coursed through my veins.
The mysterious figure turned around and I was met with the guiltily handsome face of Caden Fucking Black. What the fudge does he want now?!
I couldn't really notice if he was drunk or sober.
"Emmaaaaaaaa..... You look so fine! God damnnnnn.... We need to talk." He Drawled.
Yup he's drunk.
"What the fudge Caden. You're drunk." I stated the obvious.
"No.......I'm not,-" He grabbed my hand and made me sit down beside him on a vibrant green couch.
"- you remind me so much of My mate Emma...but who am I to talk? I didn't really know her that well." He cried.
All those memories came rushing back to me and I had to make him stop.
"No! Stop Caden. Shut the fudge up, you're drunk." I repeated trying to get out of the booth but he hoisted me back: roughly but softly. Yeah I can't really explain it. It was melancholy.
Yup. He was a depressed drunk.
He flailed his arms in the air and pleaded "No, I need to carry on. I need to tell someone my feelings."
His eyes begged for me to just listen and stay.
My walls came down and I softened.
"She was always the quiet one. And I don't even know why but everyone hated her. My father told me so many things about her and everyone lied to me about her saying the most horrible things. And Being the fool I was, I believed it. My girlfriend, Zaleya, was the only one who ever really liked her, - " He let out a grim and bitter chuckle and carried on. "- she was Emma's bestfriend. So one day I bumped into her and sparks coursed through my body.I found out she was my mate and rejected her. I can't even explain why. Was it because I built a picture of my perfect mate and she wasn't like that? Was it because I was humiliated by her or even embarrassed infront of my friends and family? Or maybe it was just because I'm a dumb piece of shit." Yeah(!) you asshole. I go with the last one. I mentally cursed.
I looked up to see Caden's stormy grey eyes were filled with tears which were on the brink of falling.
I didn't want Caden to carry on! All the memories were coming back and my head started throbbing.
"No caden..." I argued weakly.
But he carried on anyway... "The next morning I found out she ran away. I put up a façade that I was happy that she left but inside my wolf was clawing at me, whimpering with the urge to howl in despair. Zaleya cried for a few days and locked herself in her room and when she came out, she wasn't the Zaleya that was Emma's bestfriend. She transformed into a creature totally different. The pain that overcame me was so strong. I couldn't eat properly. I cried myself to sleep. Heck! I couldn't even sleep most nights because of nightmares. And a few days passed and I came to terms with the Arrogant side of me and realised that Emma was never going to come back. So I carried on being the asshole that I am now." A grim smile appeared on his tear stain face and he let out a heart wrenching sob.
My wolf howled in pain at the sight of my "mate". But I honestly didn't care. Not one bit. Yeah, I know. I sound like a heartless bitch but what he went through was nothing compared to what I went through.
I was about to leave when he carried on through sobs.
"You remind me of her. I don't know why but my Wolf just urges me to be close to you. He says that you're my mate but you're not..."
I froze in my place.
No Emma, Don't say anything. I reprimanded myself.
"Do you feel it too? Or am I just fucking crazy?" He held my hand and looked up to me as I was standing there, frozen in place.
"Tell me you feel these sparks too..." he pleaded with vulnerably.
I couldn't answer him. I wouldn't.
He finally let me go and I ran through the raving crowd to look for Emmett.
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A/N - Sorry it's so short guys! So what do you think?
And please forgive me. My phone has been confiscated so I can't really update but I tried on my iPad.
P.S- I'm really sorry for my bad writing skills! I'm new to creative writing but I'm trying my best...
Peace,
Maisha :)
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Regretting Rejection (ON HOLD)
Werewolf"I, Alpha Caden Peter Black, Reject you as a mate." He stated. His posture was proud and a small smirk played on his lips showing that he wasn't affected at all by his words. "I-I-I,B-but Y-your my -" I stuttered. But he beat me to it...
