Being the Bad boy Alpha's Mate

Chapter 9- Fire

I spent the whole weekend holed up in my room. Which I know is borderline pathetic but I quite literally had my heart ripped out of my chest and shredded like grated cheese. I was most definitely not I'm the state of mind to socialize with anyone. Which is why when Allison came to hang out Jake covered for me and got her to go home.

When mom asked my why I was bed ridden I told her it was my period and she gave me a box of tampons, ibuprofen and allowed me to chill in get all weekend.

Even though I wasn't really on my period I still took the tablet because honestly thinking about Friday night made me nauseous and my head hurt.

On Friday I had reached home before anyone else, obviously, because I had left the party way early and when I got home I just went straight to my room, had a shower and got in my bed with a tub of mint chip and watched Friends reruns until I fell asleep.

I hadn't bothered to clean the little scratches on my legs and arms because I knew they'd probably be healed by the following morning which they had, but as for the scratches on my heart, those were very much firmly in place.

Now as I looked in the mirror it was obvious I looked like shit, and not the I didn't get enough sleep shit, it was more like an old man pissed in my coffee and then I was hit repeatedly by a revolving door then run over by a train shit. My eyes were pink and had dark circles underneath them, my lips were colorless and chapped beyond measure. My hair was in a heap of knots as a result of it not seeing a comb or brush for three days in a row. I looked like a cave woman, no I looked like a cave woman's dog, actually no I looked like a cave woman's dog's diarrhea shit.

I couldn't go to school like this I decided. If I went out looking like trash and like my while life had ended when he rejected me then he would have won. I didn't want that. I couldn't have that.

Then again what could I do. I was shit with make up. I sighed deeply and thought for the hundredth time since I've been here, "I miss Vanessa."

I purposed in my heart that I would try my best to put myself together so I tried none the less .  After grabbing a nice hot rejuvenating shower and washing my hair with my favourite strawberry shampoo I was looking less like the cave woman's dog's shit and more so like the cave woman, meaning I still had ways to go so I  I blowed out my dark locks and flat ironed it until it was bone straight and feel in long Smith tresses down my back . I put some  concealer under my eyes to get rid of those ago bags and thankfully it worked. I had to put on a bit more make up to cover the red splotches on my face from crying so much this weekend and I did a lip scrub too get the chapped dead skin off my lips to reveal smooth beautiful pink lips. After that I started feeling more like myself and less like a heart broken zombie.

I got dressed in a black leggings and a cute blue cropped tee. I paired the outfit with an oversized hoodie because not only did I have a feeling I would need the comfort today,  it was also early October and there was a slight chill in the air so I pulled the many blue hoodie over my head and took up my book bag before dragging myself down the stairs.

I didn't bother with breakfast this morning however, I did steal a nature valley from my mother's handbag so I wouldn't end up starving later in the day and then I went through the door.

I had left a note to let my parents and Jake know that I would be walking to school.

It was gonna be about a 30 minute walk but I wasn't bothered, it was still pretty early and the sin hadn't come out to bright as yet. The slow trek would be good for me though cause I feel like I really needed the fresh air and some alone time to think and clear my head before I walked into the den of lions this morning.

Funny seeing as I spent the whole weekend alone and 'thinking'.

I munched on the bar as I walked down the quiet street before making turn after turn that I hadn't even intentionally memorized, that was definitely one perk of being a werewolf, I had excellent sense of direction.