Rejected To Fate

Chapter 1

POV

I stretched my arms with a groan as I moved towards my room.
Today was such a tiresome day I couldn't wait to jump in my bed and pass out. Surely I would.

Just as I changed my clothes and set them down, a knock sounded on my door and I huffed.
Can't they stay away for one freaking day?.

I moved farther back slowly, drawling my steps till I landed on the bed and leaned down carefully to play my pretend, the knock came again louder than before. I almost snarled.

"Gina, get out here now!"

My breath caught in my throat and I clenched my fists hard, breathing shakily.

"Gina!"
He called out, and I flinched.

I moved slowly to pull open the door. His snarl faced me and my heart thumped louder in my chest. He pulled me by hair and dragged me along.

My steps faltered with every step he took further.
He pulled me forward when he stopped, and held my hair even tighter as he pushed my face lower to look at the hall below.

"Do you see this?"
His rough voice came out.
"This room must be finished before tomorrow morning!"

I hated how weak this made me feel. I hated how many whimpers I had to push back as he yelled at me.

"This is not my job! I've done mine."

He slapped me hard and I fell to the cold tile floor.
"I want you to do it. If I order you, you obey like the filthy dog you are."

His words were like needles prickling every bone in my body. I had to obey.
But for once I stayed silent because I was fighting this damn weakness.

I wanted go yell, smack him down and glower at him from above but I couldn't because I was a weakling.

Tears threatened to fall down but I squeezed my fist tight. I'd never shed my tears for them.
I clenched my fist harder.

Is this really worth it?..

I croak out a cough and rose to my feet.
"I'm going to my room for the night."

He turned furiously to me as his eyes glinted with evil.
"My my, she's grown a back bone."

He reached towards me and I darted towards my room. Running swiftly as fast as I could.
I knew this was the worst decision to make for such a situation, I knew if he caught me I'd end up worse, but damn this I wanted a minute to myself, to reminisce on my good memories and think far back about the time when I actually slept with a smile.

His steps followed quickly behind mine and I heard him laugh.
"I almost feel sorry for you Gina, you know how much I love a good chase."
I gulped as I ran. He was right, I'd be doomed if I got caught.

My heart pounded in my chest and I left out heavy breaths.

The knob was so close I reached out to grab it, but he grabbed me instead.

With my neck in his hold, he pushed me forward and my head banged hard onto the door.
He squeezed harder and harder and I felt the air leave my lungs. I choked out and gasped on air as he locked my neck into his tight grip.

I struggled to be free, to release his arm from my neck but he seemed hell bent to my torment and his chuckles confirmed it.
"I told you to never deny."

I couldn't hold it any more and my breaths retreated, my struggle weakened and my sights started to faze.

I don't want die....

"Jordan!"
He was called from behind. He turned backwards and released my neck and I slumped to the floor breathing haggardly. My throat felt tight and clogged.

Jordan was rigid infront of me and when I looked up to see who'd called him, I understood.

The Alpha-to-be
Marcus Roberts Claw.

His eyes darted to me and I felt rage boil through me but the weakness overrode my anger.

I reached out to the door knob shakily and entered my room.
I fell to my knees and crouched on the floor as I wrapped my arms around my knees.

I didn't shed a tear, nor a sniffle, I just sat in silence, waiting for the next morning.

How much more longer can I take this?....

I brought out a polyethylene bag and stuffed in some shirts, shorts and a dress and bundled it up.

I can't takes much more of this.

I put on a sweater and jumped out of my window.