UNBREAKABLE // teen wolf

Chapter 3

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP

I let out a tired groan, why, why me, let me sleep bro.
I picked my phone off of the side and turned the very annoying alarm off.

Last night I wrapped my leg up in some spare bandage I found under my bathroom sink before going to sleep, better than nothing.

I shoved the blanket from my body knowing if it's warmth kept me company for much longer, I'd probably fall asleep.
I cracked my eyes open and let out a moan of annoyance when the sun burst into my vision, should've closed the curtains.

My chest felt tight like something was squeezing it, probably from the way I slept.
Slowly, I pulled myself into a seating position while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

First day of school, yay.
Note the sarcasm.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up letting all my muscles relax and bones crack.
I felt like a zombie and probably looked like it too.

I started walking towards my cupboard, that was only a few steps away, but came to a sudden stop when the events of last night replayed in my head.

My eyes widened in shock before I threw myself on the ground.
I feel nothing, no pain, nada.
It's not true.
I let out a shaky breath and pulled up my pant leg, and there in all its beauty sat a very bloody gauge wrapped around my skinny leg.

I let out a gag, nausea took over my body. That is disgusting.
I picked my hands from the floor and slowly started peeling the bandage to take a look at the damage.

Nothing, there was nothing on my leg, only the dried blood from the wound re-opening. No proof that anything had happened.

I threw myself backwards trying to get ahold of this entire situation.
Was I sleep walking again? Was it just a really bad dream? It couldn't of been, there's blood.

Before I could start drowning in my misery, my door was thrown open by, of course, Noah.
He opened his mouth looking like he was about to start shouting, but stopped himself and just stared at me in confusion.
I could see the questions floating around his eyes, oh well.

"Why are you on the floor? You know what, I don't wanna know get ready or you'll have to walk to school" he glared then walked back out slamming the door behind him.
Bi-polar much.

I turned my attention back to the roof and just laid there thinking of all the possibilities of what could've happened.
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To be honest, I never really cared about my appearance. I was automatically liked back in my old town because my parents where very well known and my brother, well he's a whore. But it's gonna be different here, no very liked parents. Just a sad, lonely brother.

I never really put efforts into my outfits, it was never a problem. I didn't care if people despised me because I had my friends that I loved so much and didn't need anyone else.

But now it's different, I have no friends, so I put in some effort.

I decided to have a very well deserved shower, especially since what happened yesterday.
I used some very nice vanilla body scrub that made me wanna eat it, but I can't. I also used some very sweet strawberry shampoo and conditioner that made my brunette hair silky.

After I had finished washing myself, I hopped out of the shower and wrapped a white fluffy towel under my armpits and around my body. Cozy.
I had also used another towel to wrap my hair in so it doesn't drip down my back.

I opened the tiny window, that sat above my toilet, so the condensation would clear quicker.

While waiting, I started pulling out some face creams, along with my little make-up bag, that mostly only held eyeliner and mascara.
I also had foundation, concealer, some powder and shit but that was for special occasions or if I was very desperate to cover my face.