Lycan:Mated to Xarold

Heartbroken and gyming

                       Aria:

  You know when you say you can never be fooled but then nature seems to say 'we'll see about that '??   Well,  I see what it means now.

You would think that as a werewolf, we wouldn't suffer from heartbreak.
Well we do and apparently, I just did.

-Flashback -
"Carl" I called in to the seemingly empty house. But if he wasn't home, he wouldn't leave his door unlocked.  Shrugging it off, I walked further into his house. I was curious to know what he was  going to do for me for my birthday tomorrow. I was finally going to be eighteen and would see whether Carl was my mate.

*Hit*
*Jab *

*Kick*

-Flashback continues -

Carl was 2 years older than I was and therefore knew if I was his mate or not. He told me that I was, said he could feel the attraction.. How I've been so foolish, I don't know.

Hell!! He even snubbed all other females because of me.
But in this fateful day which happens to be four hours ago, I found out that I'd been lied to all along and saw my supposed boyfriend or mate, in bed with another.

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I heard strange noises coming from his room and went to check and when I opened the door, my... boyfriend's head was between a lady's open legs.

They didn't even know I was there till I whispered Carl's name.

"shit ,shit ,shit  Aria" Carl called just as I turned to go. I didn't look back, why bother. But as I ran out into his living room, I distinctly heard the sound of him hurriedly trying to put on his jeans.. "

* End of flashback *

That's how I ended up in the gym, wondering how my life became like this.

*Hit*

*Kick*

*Elbow*

*Hit. Hit. Hit*
Somehow, I pitied the punching bag, everyone vented out their anger on it when it just hangs there, hopeless.

*Hit. Kick. Stab*

"It's time to go home, Ari -"  Joe, the gym owner called out to me. "-you've been at it for over three hours"

*Hit*
*Kick*

"Not yet. "

"I'm afraid you have to go Ari, I'm about to close the gym"

I didn't reply him and went on hitting the bag.  Finally,  about  five minutes later, I packed my bags and headed out.

    Now walking down the path that  leads home, I kept muttering to myself. " Do not cry. Do not cry.  Do not cry"

Now, if anyone had told me earlier today that this was how today would turn out, he'd be bleeding out from a neck wound somewhere in the woods . But here you have it. 

My sad thoughts where abruptly cut off when I slipped on a little stone and fell sideways ,rolling downwards on stone and debris . 

    By the time I stopped rolling,  I cussed.  Picking up my phone from the forest floor, I groaned out of frustration ,the stupid phone screen had cracked.  I stared at the phone from different sides and it wasn't until I heard the hoot of an owl that I remembered that I  was actually in the forest. Like the forest   . As in the home of the lycans  . This time, I cussed in panic.

 
What am I going to do??
I tried to climb the steep road back up but kept slipping back down.
I knew I should have paid attention in geography and history classes

I tried to focus on the hazy picture of the map shown to us by our geography teacher in class. There should be a stream not far from where I am.
    I needed to get a little clean . I looked like a mad person with debris and dirt wind leaves stuck to my clothes .

I followed the map I vaguely remembered and led myself towards the path where I THINK leads to a stream.
 
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Several minutes later, I heard the sound of running water and almost shrieked in joy.

Following the sound ,I found a slow running atream and quickly bent to wash my face and hands and dust dirt off my clothes . I managed to dust some of it off my gym shorts, but my top was a mess. So I hurriedly changed my top and left the shorts on. 

From the stream, my path was almost clear.  There was a bumpy descent just beside it which I believe led me towards the border of my pack. I tried to jog as silently as I could ,the thought of being in lycan territory at the front of my mind .

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  I  walked for hours on end and when I saw the time on my phone, it said nine fifty eight, two minutes short of ten o'clock.

What a horrible day, like how worse could it get??
Grumbling silently and cursing my eighteenth birthday which is tomorrow.

I swear, when not if. When I get home, imma just crawl into bed, eat tons of ice cream and cry.

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After about an hour of walking, I decided to rest for the night and tried to find a spot where my scent could be covered and wouldn't easily be seen . Just then, I stepped on a twig and it broke, the log to thin for my weight making me fall and the sound echoing loudly in the silence of the forest.

    I cussed loudly.  Calling out all the colorful words I know.
In anger, I slowly tried to stand and found that I'd sprained my left wrist. 
Really, how worse could this night get??

   As if waiting for my question, four large, I mean really large wolves circled around me.  Did I mention they were large??

At this point in my life,  I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Slowly, I tried to move back but a loud growl and a push from behind stopped me.

Alyssa, my wolf who has been mostly silent   rose to the surface and started to growl . Shakily, I tried to Calm her down.

"This is it" I thought to myself.
" My life is officially over "

A guy came out of the middle of the wolves and smiled cruelly at me.

"Hello  stranger " he said to me and pressed the pressure point on my neck.

The last thing I thought before I blacked out was.. " At least I'm eighteen".