The Unforgettable Rejection (Book One)

Chapter Ten

            This time I didn't fight Jarred; instead, he left everyone else alone and left the territory after obtaining what he wanted, which was me.

"Nicole!" My dad yells, I turned to look at him with an instant gaze. As if to tell him don't worry about me, I'll be fine.

"She's never coming back, for good this time. If you try anything she's dead."

"Dad, check on ja-" Jarred cuts me off.

"He's dead sweetie," He said while holding my chin aggressively, squeezing it so hard that it'll leave a bruise of his handprint. Releasing me he then drags me away from the only family I have left by force, with someone I hate to the core of my being, to a place that's a complete and utter dump.

"Why me?"

"Why not you?"

            I asked a question, getting one in return, the rest of the way I keep my mouth shut. Jarred takes me into the last place he had Jake, putting me in there.

"This is where you're going to stay until you learn that I'm going to be the only one in your life, starting now."

"Bite me." I say with lividness in my voice."

            He comes over to stand me up, taking two rapid steps. With a vice grip on my hair and one hand around my waist, I was forced to bend my head back, exposing my neck. He moved to whisper next to my ear, but not before I felt his lower lip brush the nape of my neck.

"Be careful what you say around me, or I'll take it seriously the next time."

            My jaw snaps shut, my eyes widen, and I try to look away from him, but his grip on me is firm. He then releases his grasp on my hair, just to tighten it even more around my waist, making it difficult to breathe.

"Um, I can't breathe."

"Don't care."

"You got me, but now you don't care that I can't breathe and may die. If you killed me now, all of your efforts would have been in vain."

"Yeah, you're right." Then he lets go of me entirely and shuts the door.

            It's been days since I've eaten or drank anything, I'm starving so much that I might cave in, eating the bugs that are crawling around on the ground. Finally after all this time, Jarred came to check on me.

"How's my girl?"

"How do you think?"

"Now, now don't get snippy with me or you won't get what you want most right now."

            I glance at him with disdain in my eyes.

"What's the thing I want most? Huh?!" Looking at me, he then smirks, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Nothing of what I want from you."

"Exactly, I don't want anything from your ass!" His smirk falters. He stares daggers at me, at my answer, turns around closing the door behind him.

            Fucking asshole who does he think he is pissing me off? He knows that I am not and never will be his girl, needs to sink into this idiot's thick, delusional mind.

            Now, a week has passed since my last meal. I told them I wouldn't eat that shit, but they wouldn't listen, they kept giving me this slop. so I ended up with a mound of it. Just outside the door I could hear him and another wolf talking.

"She's not eating at all." The Beta for the rogue's stated.

"Stubborn little bitch. She'll eat it eventually." Knowing I won't, he says. In an attempt to push him to the brink, I am doing everything in my power to defy his requests and desires.

            I should probably eat something, I am pretty weak and I need to be stronger if I intend on getting out of this shit hole. Jarred storms in, inexplicably furious, before I can grab anything I was being forced to retreat to the back of the room as he stomped towards me. Jarred holds a bowl of mush in his hand, that's when I acknowledge something bad is about to happen, but I decide to fight back against eating shit like that.

"Eat it!"

"NO!"

"Don't push me."

"I'm not eating that fucking slop."

"You have no choice, so eat it now!"

"I said no! Asshole!"

Jarred's POV

            I walk closer to her kneeling down to her level, grabbing her jaw and squeezing it which then it's forced open. I then pour the contents of the bowl into her mouth causing her to choke.

"Swallow it brat."

Nicole's POV

            Jarred is holding me down and shoving the slop down my throat. I gag on the stuff they call food, despite my best efforts to avoid eating it. I have no alternative but to pound the mud down my esophagus, leaving behind a bland and nasty taste on my tongue.

"That's it, that's all you had to do. Now was that so complicated Nicole, huh! No, I didn't think so!" He says, growling lowly with anger.

            He releases his hold on my jaw, and I glance at him, tears welling up in my eyes. Even though I'm not feeling my best, I push him as hard as I can because I'm so angry, and when I fall back, I twist my ankle. I don't realize it until I try to push him again and fall to the ground due to my instinctual clock telling me that I haven't eaten in about a week, which has left me weak and hurting.

            After that my stomach starts to ache and gurgle at me. It doesn't hurt that bad at first but after a while I'm bending over in excruciating pain. I began trying to puke it back up but I started dry heaving instead which burned my throat. This sensation I feel, it's like I'm being burned alive from the inside-out. Jarred just stands there watching for a bit then saying this...

"I guess you'll eat next time, won't you brat."

            I manage to sneer at him and then start howling in agony once more. This continues for hours until my stomach eventually stops, accepting what has been put into it. Finally it subsides when I think about Jake.