You Will Be Mine

Chapter 34

Jasper's POV

"What are you talking about?" I ask him angrily, I really can't believe that he could accuse me of beating one of my friends.

Especially because Brett is an Omega, and I would never hit an Omega.

"Why did you do this to him?" Don asks me.

"I didn't do anything to him, I found him in the woods, and I brought him here." I tell him.

"I'm sure that you did." Don says sarcastically, before he stands up.

"I have been watching you for a while, and I have no idea what your problem is, but you got aggressive, and I really didn't like it, although I decided to not say anything.

I was hoping that your father will deal with you, but now I see that you're starting to beat people for annoying you.

To be honest I know that he didn't even annoy you, he's too nice to say anything rude, so he most likely just looked at you, and you must have not liked it, so you decided to hit him.

But then you got scared that you hit him too much, and you brought him here.

I really wouldn't put it past you, seeing how you behave lately." He tells me, and I don't say anything, so he continues.

"I really liked you Jasper, and I know that you're not a bad guy, but if you will keep behaving like this, then I will make sure that you will be put back in your place." He tells me.

"Go back to your house, I will be telling your father about this as soon as I will see him." He says, and then he goes back to the bad that his son is laying in.

I stand here for a while, and I feel that there are tears sliding down my face, so I wipe them away, and I turn around to walk out of the hospital.

On my way out of the hospital, I see Brett's mother, and mate, who are rushing to his room, and they don't even notice that I'm covered in Brett's blood.

I pass few other people on the way to my house, and they give me curious and worries looks, but I ignore them, and do walk as quickly as I can.

When I reach the house, I go straight to my room, and I notice that Alex isn't here, he must have gone to his house to spend some time with his family, after I didn't come back for too long.

It's good, because I wouldn't want him to see me like this.

I quickly go to the bathroom to wash the blood off of me, then I go to my bed and I look at the ceiling.

I wonder if dad will believe me when I will say that I didn't do anything, but I know that he hates my behaviour too, so he will most likely believe Don instead of me.

I sigh in frustration, and I close my eyes, trying to fall asleep.