In a supernatural world, two all star football players find their mate.
They call her a freak, mixed, or unnatural. Most known hybrids have general abilities but not Promise.
She is unique, an outcast, a mix between a light witch, sylph, and fey...
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Three longs days and nights.
That's how long Dawson has been gone. That's how long I've been torn asunder. Heartbroken beyond measure. That's how long I've been crying. Suffering because I was so completely gullible. He stole my virginity then stole my heart. Then disappeared.
How could I have trusted him so damn much? I left all my cards out on the table and ended up losing it all.
No call. No text. Nothing. I just don't understand what I did wrong? I'm totally devastated from his betrayal.
I have been staying in my room the entire time. Barely eaten a thing. Skipping classes because I can't bring myself to walk in the classroom seeing Dawson with her.
How could I be so damn foolish?
For years people have been stepping on me. Talking about me nonstop, treating me like a freak. An outcast. Like I don't belong.
When I found my mates I thought that everything would change. That things would finally get better for me. Boy how stupid was I?
I'm tired of always being the one who gets stepped on. I'm tired of being everybody's stomping post. I'm just so fucking tired.
It's time for a change. I'm done being this person. I deserve better than what life has handed me. I deserve to be happy once and for all!
I have to stop moping around and get my shit together. If Dawson wants Tawny then he can fucking have her!
I'm just done!
Hearing my phone buzz on the bedside table, I gingerly reach out to pick it up. I've been ignoring everyone during my pity party.
Looking at my screen I see I have 18 missed calls and 23 text. None of them are from Dawson of course.
My phone pings with a new text from Chaz. I feel bad for ignoring him during all of this. He's always been someone I could rely on. I love him dearly for it.
"I'm so sorry I just had to send this to you. Dawson is at Marks house with Tawny. I snap a picture of them of together. Please forgive me but I thought you should know."
Opening the picture I see Dawson and Tawny sitting on Marks loveseat. Tawny is on his lap, straddling him. She has her head bent down on his neck. Dawsons hands are grasping Tawnys arms. They look like they're both making out. Unfortunately it's a front view so I can't see their faces. But I get the general idea of what they are doing.
Fed up with all this shit I decide to finally text Dawson. I need to know what's going on specifically from him. I'm not going to let him be a coward by not facing me directly. I can't take being blocked out anymore.
"Having fun with Tawny at Marks house?" I need for him to know that he just got busted and I'm not sitting on the sidelines waiting any longer.
